Tytuł: I'm Losin It

• Wykonawca: 2Pac
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Straight out the motherfucking bay
  Here we go
  
  [2Pac]
  Lord help me, save me, Mama keep praying
  For a young motherfucker trying to duck an early grave
  In the city where ya can't tell the snakes from the fakes
  Fakes from the phonies, enemies of homies
  Around the corner there's another nigga waiting to jack
  He don't know I got a glock 'til his ass get shot
  Like a motherfucking thug disease
  Craving beats like they motherfucking drugs to me, hey
  What's up with bitches trying to screw me? Do me cause I did a movie
  Throw the pussy to me but before they never knew me
  Rather die then let ya play me for a, buster
  And with my glock I'm a plotting ass rotten motherfucker, huh
  Don't let the movie fool ya, let me school ya
  Screaming Thug Life nigga when I do ya
  I'm going crazy, getting dizzy
  And then I suffacate a motherfucking breather bring me back
  I'm telling ya I'm losing it
  
  [Chorus]
  Said I'm losing my mind
  Losing my mind
  [ X4 ]
  
  [Big Syke]
  I'm going crazy, niggas can't fade me
  On the real I kill when I step to ya fucking grill
  So let me kick it let me flip it let me get wicked
  I'm not a buster from the hood selling whooped tickets
  I hang with G's flipping keys and smoking weed
  I get the cash and dash and never learn to read
  So fuck a bitch fuck a hoe and I let ya know
  Because they come and go like the wind blows
  What am I giving how I'm living what I'm giving up
  You can take my life and I don't give a fuck
  Cause I'm the trouble most coming from the west coast
  Where the niggas is banging 'til the overdose
  Killers and murderers, psychos and lunatics
  Nobody knows what makes my mind click
  Is it the demons, screaming inside of me?
  Hell no it's just the Thug Life mentallity
  I'm going crazy shit don't phase me
  I'm living like a thug 'til six niggas carry me
  Death is on the trigga so pull it
  I can't take it no more, nigga, I'm losing it
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Spice 1]
  Shit was talking to me, my gat screamed fire
  The bullet told me shoot that motherfucker he's a lier
  I talked to me 3-80 like a bitch on a stroll
  When my niggas try to ????
  Nigga, I can't get fucked in this game I'm a psychopath
  My AK told me to shove him up some niggas ass
  I'm having long conversations with Mr. Millometer
  He's one of my best friends bitch ass nigga eater
  And Miss Mossburg love it in the back trunk
  You know that old school bitch she like to get it funked
  And spitting motherfuckers by the seems
  My grand daddy Mr. AR-15
  By the evil motherfucker
  Talked me into taking over a dope turf and shooting cluckers
  Said he was my only family
  Shoot straight, and please don't jam me
  Got in a fight at the club my gat started talking
  Told me to shut the fuck up and let him do the talking
  I woke up and it was sick to see the guts hang
  I'm going nuts man
  Shit was talking to me
  
  [Chorus to fade]