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Tupac - Nothing to Lose (Strange Operator Remix)

Nick Lobel on May 19, 2012 11:57

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    The only way to change me is let me blow my brains out
    stuck in the middle of the game to get the pain out
    Pray to my God everyday but he don't listen
    the poverty bothers me but mama's working wonders in the kitchen
    Listen I can hear her crying in the bedroom
    praying for money we never think would she be dead soon
    Am I wrong for wishing I was somewhere else
    I'm 13 can't feed myself
    Can I blame daddy 'cause he left me
    wish he would've helped me
    too much like him 'til my mama don't love me
    On my own at a early age gettin' paid
    and I'm strapped so I'll never be afraid
    Where did I go astray I'm hanging in the back streets
    running with G's and dope fiends will they jack me?
    Can't turn back my eyes on the prize
    I got nothing to lose
    everybody gotta die
    say good-bye to the bad guy
    that one you fucked when you passed by
    Buck buck [gunshots] from a Glock
    let the glass fly
    Do or Die walk a mile in my shoes
    and you'd be crazy too
    with nothing to lose

    I got nothing to lose
    (that's why I got gang related rhymes)
    got nothing to lose [5x]
    nothing to lose

    I thank the Lord for my many blessings
    though I'm stressin' keep a vest for protection
    from the barrel of the Smith & Wesson
    and all my niggas in the pen'
    here we go again
    Ain't nothing separating us from a MAC 10
    Born in the ghetto as a hustler older
    straight soldier bucking at them busters
    No matter how you try niggas never die
    We just retaliate with hate then we multiply
    see me striking down the block hittin' corners
    Mobbin' like a motherfucker livin' like I wanna
    Ain't no stoppin' at the red lights I'm sideways
    Thug Life motherfucker crime pays
    Let the cops put they lights on
    chase me nigga
    zig-zaggin' through the freeway
    race me nigga
    In a high speed chase with the law
    the realest motherfucker that you ever saw
    I'm livin' raw 'til they bury me don't worry me
    I'm high livin' like I ain't afraid to die
    And you could walk a mile in my shoes
    and you'd be crazy too

    Ain't no escape from a deadly fate
    and everyday there's a million black bodies put away
    I'm startin' to lose hope
    it seems everybody's on dope
    Mama told me to leave 'cause she was broke
    Sometimes I choke on the indo
    peepin' out the window alone on my own
    I'm a criminal
    Got no love from the household I'm out cold
    in the streets give me motherfucking peace
    I got nothing to lose
    and something to prove
    What do I do livin Thug Life nigga stay true
    I wonder when they kill me
    is there a Heaven for a real G
    Lord forgive me if you feel me
    'Cause all my life I was dirt broke
    with no hope little skinny motherfucker wantin' dough
    I hated cutting suckers with my razor blade
    but everyday it's a struggle to get major paid
    Anyway it's so hard on a nigga in this city
    no pity and ain't no love for the scrubs that be buyin dimes
    If you could walk a mile in my shoes you'd be crazy too
    with nothing to lose

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