that's burning in my eyes I never should have fell for you Let you do me like you do And I can't, I can't get a fix on you How can you tell me in the
Put a man on the moon But man we can't fix our backyard Man we better start soon Ooh, it's a crazy world Ooh, it's a crazy world Ooh, it's a crazy world
slack But where you're goin is where you're at (Concentrate) you got to think a little harder Come here, let me show you before you even start to (On
' come is Tupac It's politics, it's all a fix Setup by these white blue collared hicks Just to make a dollar off of black music With a subliminal ball
me the man I am today See 'cause if you forget where you come from You're never gonna make it where you're goin' Because you lost the reality of yourself
man I am today See 'cause if you forget where you come from, heheh You're never gonna make it where you're goin', aheh Because you lost the reality of
of bitch, I'll never forget We first met on a Oujia board Miss Crabber Damned, she would chew on snakes And swallow a ninja sword I said, "Hey bitch, how do you
moon gets blue I don't wanna wait until the moon turns blue It's all just a fix, just one little hit You'll hold it in Sitting on a plane chewing Nicorette
all night Give you what you want Got you thinkin that we stinkin 'cause we got the funk We got it all so (so what you, what you, what you want?) ----
tricky save you later pray before ya wake up Doin' hard, I'm clippin' their head Rentio, bitch aware used to live in Brooklyn now you rest In a sementary, it's a full moon
leave this place. Hiding in the subway, I don't like it down here, rats are coming after me, they can smell my fear. I'm in a fix, can't you tell, living
watching Dawn of the Dead while I stand on my head, ooh think you're down in the dumps, wait till dead person jumps on you when a zombie picks you up
to fix it He better be off the planet, two light years passed the moon Rode on a magic carpet satellites gonna find him soon He's probaly already dead
take a bite, she can double it up And she's a way of life Whether dead or alive, she got a fix on me And I was dancin' in the fire A little white steam
on your brow Your dangerous now, you can't get a job The panic crunch-you just better run Your marked, you're a target, a victim Your just an animal
Suitcase, suitcase fix my head I buried my dreams before they were dead And i,m on the nightline Phantom pain can numb your life Make you dazed before you
on the floor lookin' for a chair I've been on a chair lookin' for a couch And I've been on a couch lookin' for a bed... Lookin' for a bed Lookin' for
