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
[2Pac] 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, any day Tryin 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 indo 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..")
[2Pac] I see death around the corner, the pressure's gettin 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 that 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 Got homies in my head that done passed away screamin, please Young nigga, make G's 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]
[2Pac] 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 though I'm grown now, nigga it's still on - Pow! Bustin on them niggaz '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'll start shit Excuse me, but this is where we part bitch No more game for free, please explain to me Why niggaz 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 can forgive me, I was a G And gettin high was a way of bein free; I see death around the corner
[Chorus]
[2Pac] This is for all the real motherfuckin niggaz out there I know you ain't scared to die; we all gotta go, y'know? A real motherfucker will pick the time he goes And make sure he handles his motherfuckin business ("You think you're gonna live long enough to spend that money, you fuckin hump?" -> dialogue from "King of New York") Y'all niggaz stop acting like pussies out there, all right
{*movie samples*} "If any of you.. are tired of gettin' ripped off by guys like that.." -> C. Walken
"I want his family dead! I want his house burnt to the ground! I wanna go there in the middle of the night I wanna piss on his head!" "I want his family dead! I want his house burnt to the ground! I wanna go there in the middle of the night I wanna piss on his head!"
"I want that sunnuvabitch dead, I want him dead! I want him dead, I don't care.."