2Pac feat. Dat Nigga Daz feat. Kurupt feat. Redman feat. Method Man Got My Mind Made Up

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2pac-Tupac Got My Mind Made Up

07:51 автор surthrteen 9 March 2007 23:26 1 337 611 просмотров

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To my unborn child
To my unborn, child
In case I don't make it
Just remember daddy loves you

I did everything I could to make things good for you
So don't worry about it
To my unborn
You know daddy loves you

Now ever since my birth, I been cursed since I was born to wile
In case I never get to holler at my unborn child
Many things learned in prison
Blessed to be still living

Trying to earn every penny that I'm gettin'
Reminiscin' to the beginning of my mission
When I was conceived and became to be in this position
My mama was a panther, loud

Single parent but she growled
When she witnessed baby boy ripping wild
I went to school but I dropped out
And left the house 'cause my momma says, I'm good for nothing

So I'm out, since I only got one life to live
God forgive me for my sins
Let me make it and I'll never steal again
Or deal again

My only friend is my misery
Wanting revenge for the agony they did to me
See my life ain't promised but it sure get better
Hope you understand my love letter, to my unborn child

I'm writing you a letter
(To my unborn)
This is for my unborn child
(To my unborn child)
Wanna let you know, I love you
Love you

Wanna let you know, I feel this way
(To my unborn)
I think about you every day
(To my unborn child)
I have so much to say

So complicated to escape fate
And you can never understand till we trade places
Tell the world I been guilty to being anxious
Ain't no way in hell, that I could ever be a rapist

It's time to face this, cold world on a good day
When will they let the little kids in the hood play?
I got shot 5 times but I'm still breathing
Living proof there's a God if you need a reason

God believe in my own fate
Will I raise my kids in the right or the wrong way
Dear mama I'm a man now
I wanna make it on my own not a hand out

Make way for a whirlwind prophesied
I wanna go in peace, when I gotta die
On these cold streets
Ain't no love, no mercy and no friends
In case you never see my face again, to my unborn child

I'm writing you a letter
(To my unborn)
This is for my unborn child
(To my unborn child)
Wanna let you know, I love you
Love you

Wanna let you know, I feel this way
(To my unborn)
I think about you every day
(To my unborn child)
I have so much to say

Dear Lord can you hear me?
Tell me what to say to my unborn seed
In case I pass away will my child get to feel loved
Or are we all just cursed to be street thugs

'Cause being black hurts
And even worse if you speak first
Live my life as an outlaw
What could be worse

'Cause maybe if I tried to change
Who am I kidding?
I'm a thug till I die
I'm a ride

Maintain, touch base
Eat lunch
In plush places
Regular criminal oasis awaits us

If there's a Heaven for true thugs
I'll see you there
And I'm sorry for not being there
Just know, your daddy was a souljah

Me against the world
Bless the boys and all my little girls
To the Lord I'm eternal, resting in peace
Please take care of all my seeds and my unborn child

I'm writing you a letter
(To my unborn)
This is for my unborn child
(To my unborn child)
Wanna let you know, I love you
Love you

Wanna let you know, I feel this way
(To my unborn)
I think about you every day
(To my unborn child)
I have so much to say

Please take care of all my kids
And my unborn child
To my unborn child
This letter goes out to my seeds that I might not get to see

'Cause of this lifestyle
Just know your daddy loved you
Got nothing but love for you
And all I wanted was for you to have a better life than I

'Cause I was out there on a 24 hour 365 grind
When you get to be my age you'll understand
Just know I got love for you
And I'll see you if there's a ghetto in Heaven

If there's a ghetto Heaven I'll be there waiting for you, heh, heh
Take care, run wild, but be smart
Follow the rules of the game
I know sometimes there's confusion

Rules of the game is gonna get you through it, all day every day
Watch out for these snakes and fakes
Snakes come a dime a dozen, work hard
Study, get your mind right
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