Lirik Lagu 16 On Death Row - 2Pac
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Death RowThat's where motherfuckers is endin up
Dear mama, I'm caught up in this sicknessI rob my adversaries, but Slick done left a witnessWonder if they'll catch me, or will this nigga snitchShould I shoot his bitch, or make the nigga rich?Don't wanna commit murder, but damn they got me trappedHawkin while I'm walkin, and talkin behind my backI'm kind of schizophrenic, I'm in this shit to win itCause life's a Wheel of, Fortune here's my chance to spin itGot no time for cops, who trip and try to catch meToo fuckin trigger happy, to let them suckers snatch meNiggaz gettin jealous (jealous) tryin to find my stashWhip out the nine, now I'ma dive and pump your assPeter picked a pepper, but I can pick a punkSnatched him like a bitch, and threw him in the trunkThe punk thought I was bluffin, but swear I'm nothin niceBefore I take your life, first wrestle with these, micsI listen to him scream, Tray Deee went insaneI guess the little, mites had finally found his brainNew Rovers pull me over, I'm sentenced to the penRemember that little, bird, he snitched and told a, friendIt's trouble on my mind, I'm with the old timersAnd fuck five-oh, blaow blaow.. turn em into forty-niners
[Tupac sings]Bye bye, I was never meant to liveCan't be positive, when the ghetto's where you liveBye bye, I was never meant to beLivin like a thief, runnin through the streetsBye bye, and I got no place to go...Where they find me?16 on Death Row
Dear mama, these cops don't understand meI turned to a life of crime, cause I came from a broken familyMy uncle used to touch me, I never told you thatScared what you might do, I couldn't hold you backI kept it deep inside, I done let it fuel my angerI'm down for all my homies, no mercy for a strangerThe brother in my set, is 16 is wetIt's hard to adapt, when you're black and you're trapped in a livin HellI shouldn'ta let him catch meInstead of livin sad in jail I coulda died free and happyAnd my cellmate's raped on the normAnd passed around the dorm, you can hear his asshole gettin tornThey made me an animalCan't sleep, instead of countin sheep, niggaz countin cannibalsAnd that's how it is in the penTurn old and cold, and your soul is your best friendMy mama prayed for meTell the Lord to make way for me, prepare any day for me (why?)Cause when they come for me they find a strugglerTo the death I take the breath from your jugularThe trick is to never lose hopeI found my buddy hangin dead from a rope, 16 on Death Row
[Tupac sings]Bye bye, I was never meant to liveCan't be positive, when the ghetto's where you liveBye bye, I was never meant to beLivin like a thief, runnin through the streetsBye bye, and I got no place to go...Where you find me?16 on Death Row
Dear mama, they sentenced me to deathToday's my final day, I'm countin every breathI'm bitter cause I'm dyin, so much I haven't seenI know you never dreamed, your baby would be dead at 16I got beef with a sick society that doesn't give a shitAnd they too quick to say goodbye to meThey tell me the preacher's there for meHe's a crook with a book, that motherfucker never cared for meHe's only here to be sureI don't drop a dime to God bout the crimes he's commitinon the poor, and how can these people judge me?They ain't my peers and in all these years, they ain't never love meI never got to be a man, must be part of some big planto keep a nigga in the state penAnd to my homies out buryin motherfuckersSteer clear of these Aryan motherfuckersCause once they got you locked upThey got you trapped, you're better off gettin shotI'm convinced self-defense is the wayPlease, stay strapped, pack a gat every dayI wish I woulda known while I was out thereNow I'm straight headin for the chair
[Tupac sings]Bye bye, I was never meant to liveCan't be positive, when the ghetto's where we liveBye bye, I was never meant to beLivin like a thief, runnin through the streetsBye bye, and I got no place to go...Where you find me?16 on Death Row
16 on Death RowIt's to all my partners in the penitentiaries16 on Death Row
Dear mama, I'm caught up in this sicknessI rob my adversaries, but Slick done left a witnessWonder if they'll catch me, or will this nigga snitchShould I shoot his bitch, or make the nigga rich?Don't wanna commit murder, but damn they got me trappedHawkin while I'm walkin, and talkin behind my backI'm kind of schizophrenic, I'm in this shit to win itCause life's a Wheel of, Fortune here's my chance to spin itGot no time for cops, who trip and try to catch meToo fuckin trigger happy, to let them suckers snatch meNiggaz gettin jealous (jealous) tryin to find my stashWhip out the nine, now I'ma dive and pump your assPeter picked a pepper, but I can pick a punkSnatched him like a bitch, and threw him in the trunkThe punk thought I was bluffin, but swear I'm nothin niceBefore I take your life, first wrestle with these, micsI listen to him scream, Tray Deee went insaneI guess the little, mites had finally found his brainNew Rovers pull me over, I'm sentenced to the penRemember that little, bird, he snitched and told a, friendIt's trouble on my mind, I'm with the old timersAnd fuck five-oh, blaow blaow.. turn em into forty-niners
[Tupac sings]Bye bye, I was never meant to liveCan't be positive, when the ghetto's where you liveBye bye, I was never meant to beLivin like a thief, runnin through the streetsBye bye, and I got no place to go...Where they find me?16 on Death Row
Dear mama, these cops don't understand meI turned to a life of crime, cause I came from a broken familyMy uncle used to touch me, I never told you thatScared what you might do, I couldn't hold you backI kept it deep inside, I done let it fuel my angerI'm down for all my homies, no mercy for a strangerThe brother in my set, is 16 is wetIt's hard to adapt, when you're black and you're trapped in a livin HellI shouldn'ta let him catch meInstead of livin sad in jail I coulda died free and happyAnd my cellmate's raped on the normAnd passed around the dorm, you can hear his asshole gettin tornThey made me an animalCan't sleep, instead of countin sheep, niggaz countin cannibalsAnd that's how it is in the penTurn old and cold, and your soul is your best friendMy mama prayed for meTell the Lord to make way for me, prepare any day for me (why?)Cause when they come for me they find a strugglerTo the death I take the breath from your jugularThe trick is to never lose hopeI found my buddy hangin dead from a rope, 16 on Death Row
[Tupac sings]Bye bye, I was never meant to liveCan't be positive, when the ghetto's where you liveBye bye, I was never meant to beLivin like a thief, runnin through the streetsBye bye, and I got no place to go...Where you find me?16 on Death Row
Dear mama, they sentenced me to deathToday's my final day, I'm countin every breathI'm bitter cause I'm dyin, so much I haven't seenI know you never dreamed, your baby would be dead at 16I got beef with a sick society that doesn't give a shitAnd they too quick to say goodbye to meThey tell me the preacher's there for meHe's a crook with a book, that motherfucker never cared for meHe's only here to be sureI don't drop a dime to God bout the crimes he's commitinon the poor, and how can these people judge me?They ain't my peers and in all these years, they ain't never love meI never got to be a man, must be part of some big planto keep a nigga in the state penAnd to my homies out buryin motherfuckersSteer clear of these Aryan motherfuckersCause once they got you locked upThey got you trapped, you're better off gettin shotI'm convinced self-defense is the wayPlease, stay strapped, pack a gat every dayI wish I woulda known while I was out thereNow I'm straight headin for the chair
[Tupac sings]Bye bye, I was never meant to liveCan't be positive, when the ghetto's where we liveBye bye, I was never meant to beLivin like a thief, runnin through the streetsBye bye, and I got no place to go...Where you find me?16 on Death Row
16 on Death RowIt's to all my partners in the penitentiaries16 on Death Row
