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2pac - all lyrics

[intro: 2pac]
throw me a cigarette, dawg
they got me feeling crazier than a motherf+cker
i got bad azz in this motherf+cker
makaveli the don, representing the outlawz
bad azz representing the lbc crew
so, what cha wanna do? ya know how we do it

[chorus: 2pac]
time goes by, puffing on lye
hoping that it gets me high
got a n+gga going crazy
oh, yeah, i feel crazy
time goes by, puffing on lye
hoping that it gets me high
got a n+gga going crazy
oh, yeah, i feel crazy (tell ’em about it, last year was a hard one)

[verse 1: 2pac]
but life goes on
bumping my head against the wall, lеarning right from wrong
they say my ghetto instrumental dеtrimental da kids
as if they can’t see the misery in which they live
blame me for the outcome, ban my records, check it
don’t have da bump this, but please respect it
i took a minus and now the hard times are behind us
turned it to a plus, now they stuck living blinded
hennessy got me feeling bad, time da stop drinking
rolling in my drop+top jag, what’s that cops thinking?
sitting in my car, watch the stars and smoke
i came a long way, but still, i got so far da go
dear mama, don’t worry, i’ma watch for snakes
tell setchu that i love her, but it’s hard today
i got the letter that she sent me, and i cried for weeks
this what came out when i tried a speak, all i heard was:
[chorus: 2pac]
“time goes by, puffing on lye
hoping that it gets me high
got a n+gga going crazy
oh, yeah, i feel crazy
time goes by, puffing on lye
hoping that it gets me high
got a n+gga going crazy
oh, yeah, i feel crazy” (one, two, three, fo’, i see bloods and crips)

[verse 2: 2pac]
running up the hill, looking for a better way
my brothers and sisters, it’s time da bail
’cause even thug n+ggas pray
hoping god hear me, i entered the game, look how much i changed
i’m no longer innocent, casualties of fame
made a lot of money, seen a lot of places
and i swear i seen a peaceful smile on my mama’s face
when i gave her the keys to her own house, “this yo’ land
your only son done became a man”
watching time fly, i love my people, do+or+die
but i wonder why we scared a let each other fly
june 1+6, ‘7+1, the day
mama pushed me out her womb, told me, “n+gga, get paid”
no one can understand me, the black sheep
outcasted from my family, now packing heat
i run the streets, a young runaway, live for today
when he die, i can hear him say, “thug life, baby”, i heard that n+gga say, “westside”
[chorus: 2pac & bad azz]
time goes by, puffing on lye
hoping that it gets me high
got a n+gga going crazy
oh, yeah, i feel crazy
time goes by, puffing on lye
hoping that it gets me high
got a n+gga going crazy (crazy, crazy, crazy)
oh, yeah, i feel crazy (crazy, god)

[verse 3: bad azz]
help me out here (help me, god), ’cause i’m possessed
i need the root of all evil for my stress
this money’s like a strong prescription drug, it’s got me addicted
to the pleasure and the pain it inflicted
some’ about the paper with the pictures of the president’s head
d+mn, it’s like a motherf+cking plague that spread
it’s epidemic, forgotten, forgotten it got worse
i keep my head on straight, making money ’cause it’s cursed
making money makes a difference day+by+day
so i gotta stay paid, no doubt, day in and day out
this life is like a vicious cycle called fighting da live
no matter how hard you try, it’s in death, you gotta die
a lot of my peers didn’t make it to the years to come
did life do ’em right or did life leave ’em dumb?
who has the answers? i wonder, i turn to my elders
they aged and experienced, but they can’t even tell ya
or tell me, that there’ll be light at the end of the road (why?)
’cause they don’t even know
a million things run through my mind (through my mind)
you ain’t gotta be in jail da be doing time (you ain’t gotta be in jail da be doing time)
[chorus: 2pac]
time goes by, puffing on lye
hoping that it gets me by
got a n+gga going crazy
oh, yeah, i feel crazy (crazy)
time goes by, puffing on lye
hoping that it gets me high
got a n+gga going crazy
oh, yeah, i feel crazy (crazy)

[collision: 2pac]
i feel f+cked up in this b+tch
i smoked half a ounce to the head
chocolate thai, indo, hawaiian, lambsbread, buddha
all that sh+t
i’m f+cked up in this motherf+cker
and hennessy don’t help
and hennessy don’t help
thug passion in this muh’f+cker
makaveli the don putting it down to the fullest
maximum overload
3 day theory, k!lluminati to your body
with the impact of a 12+gauge shotty
double+i slugs, no love, straight thugs

[outro: 2pac]
one time for my n+ggas in the jail cells
(one time for my n+ggas locked up)
one time for my n+ggas doing life in h+ll
(one time for my n+ggas and sh+t, one time)
one time for my n+ggas in the jail cells (one time)
one time for my n+ggas doing life in h+ll
(one time for my n+ggas locked down)
one time for my n+ggas on death row
(one time for my n+ggas on the row)
for my n+ggas on death row
one time for my n+ggas living broke
(westside, california style, l.a.)
one time for my n+ggas living broke
(you know what time it is, no doubt)
one time for my n+ggas in the jail cells
(get high, puffing on lye)
wonder if it get me high, yeah

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