Only Fear of Death
Pssst... psssssst... aiyyoAre you afraid to die, or do you wanna live foreverTell me, which one?
[Verse 1 : 2Pac]
They wanna bury me, I'm worried -- I'm losin my mindLook down the barrel of my nine and my vision's blurryFallin to pieces, am I guilty? I pray to the LordBut he ignores me unfortunately cause I'm guiltyShow me a miracle, I'm hopeless -- I'm chokin offMarijuana smoke, with every toke it's like I'm losin focusFallin to sleep while I'm at service, when will I die?Forever paranoid and nervous because I'm highDon't mention funerals I'm stressin, and goin nuttyAnd reminiscin bout them niggas that murdered my buddyI wonder when will I be happy, ain't nothin funnyFlashbacks of bustin caps, anything for moneyWhere am I goin I discovered, can't nothin save meMy next door neighbor's havin convo with undercoversPut a surprise in the mailbox, hope she get itHappy birthday bitch, you know you shouldn'ta did itEverybody's dyin am I next, who can I trust?Will they be G's, and they look at me before they bust?Or will they kill me while I'm sleepin, two to the headWhile I'm in bed, leakin blood on my satin sheetsIs there a heaven for a baller? I'm gettin suspiciousOf this bitch the line busy everytime I call herNow she's tellin me to visit, who else is home?I check the house before I bone, so we all aloneAfter I nut I hit the highway, see ya laterTo all the players watch the fly way a nigga played herThe bitch is tellin all her homies -- that I can fuck herLike no other, now them other bitches wanna bone meI'm under pressure gettin drunk, somebody help meI drink a fifth of Hennesey I don't think it's healthyI see my enemies they creepin, don't make me blastI watch the five-oh's roll, the motherfuckers passBy me like they know me, smilin as they laughI put up my middle finger, then I dashNiggas don't like me cause I'm Thuggin, and every dayI'm a hustler lookin to get paidThey wanna bury me, I'm worried -- no need to lieI pray to God I don't scream when it's time to fryNowhere to rest I'm losin homies, ain't that a bitchWhen I was rich I had clout, now a nigga's lonelyI put the pistol to my head, and say a prayerI see visions of me dead, Lord are you there?Then tell me am I lost cause I'm lonelyI thought I had friends but in the end a nigga dies lonelyNowhere to run I'm in terror, and no one caresA closed casket at my funeral and no one's thereIs there a future for a killer? I change my waysBut still that don't promise me the next daySo I stay Thuggin with a passion, forever blastinI'm bustin on these motherfuckers in my madnessThey wonder if I'm hellbound... well HellCan't be worse than this, cause I'm in Hell nowDon't make me hurt you I don't want to, but I willSeen motherfuckers killed over phone billsNever will I die, I'll be backReincarnated as a motherfuckin mackEleven, cause in heaven there's no shortage on G'sI'm tellin you now, you motherfuckers don't know me