You May Die-2Pac/Games/Miqu

'Cause Marshall Mathers made it Curtis Jackson made it Head in the clouds Wondering where the hell Marvin Gaye went How do I say this I'm living for my son' But I can't figure out Why I'm at my temple with this gun Wake up to a Jesus piece like a catholic nun

Reflections in the mirror we can't escape fate The end getting nearer Oh do you believe it You can't be sure So you may low up 'til you get high You may hurt 'til you cry You may die You may die

Watchin' our own downfall witness the end It's like we don't believe in God 'Cause we livin' in sin I asked my homie on the block why he strapped he laughed When it is the pistol to the cop car that's the blast

You can't be sure So you may low up 'til you get high You may hurt 'til you cry You may die You may die I see mothers in black crime Brothers in patched arms Everybody's hot to droved up the asphalt

It was all a dream like big setting beattle Sleep omi homie I bring nightmares to reality Rap phenomenon define the rules of gravity Studied all the classic stories Revising my strategy

Who walked through the white house without a business suit Compton had Jerry Crow trippin' over running away on his shoes Gave Mike Lima demo came here to pay my dues Started off with who kid then I start blazin' clue

You keep on trying To the summer in the city To the summer in the city The dream of Hewie Newton that's what livin' through The dream of Eric Wright that's what I'm giving you

Crack came and it was strange how it rocked us Perhaps the underlying fact stay hidden to explain genocide It's what we write on our kind What is it we all feel

Just another murder nobody mourns no more My teardrops getting bigger but can't figure what I'm crying for Is it the miniature caskets of little babies Victims from a straight from drug dealers going crazy Maybe it's just the drugs vicious of how the block was