2Pac(Me Against The World) - Death Around The Corner | Текст песни

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Child: Why you by the window?, what's wrong daddy?


Mother: I know what's wrong with that crazy motherfucker


He's just stand by the goddamn window


with that fuckin' AK all day


You don't work, you don't fuck, you don't,


you don't do a goddamn thing


I see death around the corner, gotta stay high while I survive


In the city where the skinny niggas die


If they bury me, bury me as a G nigga, no need to worry


I expect retaliation in a hurry


I see death around the- corner, anyday


Trying to keep it together, no one lives forever anyway


Strugglin and strivin, my destiny's to die


Keep my finger on the trigger, no mercy in my eyes


In a ball of confusion, I think about my daddy


Madder than a motherfucker, they never shoulda had me


I guess I seen too many murders, the doctors can't help me


Got me stressin' with my pistol in my sheets, it ain't healthy


Am I paranoid? - Tell me the truth


I'm out the window with my AK, ready to shoot


Ran out of endo and my mind can't take the stress,


I'm out of breath


Make me wanna kill my damn self,


but I see death around the corner


Chorus


(When we were kids, belonging felt good)


I see death around the corner


(But having respect, that feels even better)


I see death around the corner


(When we were kids, belonging felt good)


I see death around the corner


(But having respect, that feels even better)


I see death around the corner,


the pressure's getting to me


I no longer trust my homies,


them phonies tried to do me


Smoking too much weed,


got me paranoid, stressed


Pack a gat and my vest,


under my clothes when I dress


Here's hopin I die the way I lived,


straight thuggin'


Huggin' my trigger for all them niggas


who was buggin'


My homie told me once,


don't you trust them other suckers


They fought like they your homies


but they phony motherfuckers


And even if I did die young, who cares


All I ever got was mean mugs and cold stares


I got homies in my head


who done passed away screamin, please


Young nigga, make Gs


I can't give up, although I'm hopeless,


I think my mind's gone


All I can do is get my grind on, death around the corner


Chorus


I was raised in the city, shitty


Ever since I was an itty bitty kitty


Drinkin' liquor out my momma's titty


And smokin' weed was an everyday thang in my household,


And drinking liquor til' you out cold


And tho' i'm gone now, nigga it's still on- Pow


Bustin on them niggas til they gone


How many more jealous ass bitches, comin for my riches


Now I gotta stay suspicious when I bone


Cause if I ain't sharp and heartless,


them bitches will start shit


Excuse me, but this is where we part bitch


No more game for free, please explain to me


Why niggas trip bitch, who you came to see?


Murderin' now but see me later man, as for my pops


I got homies that will hunt you til you drop


I hope the Lord will forgive me, I was a G


And gettin high was a way of gettin free


I see death around the corner


Chorus


This is for all the real mothafuckin niggas out there


I know you ain't scared to die


We all gotta go, ya know ?


A real motherfucker will pick the time he goes


And make sure he handles his mother