Street Fame Lyrics
2 Pac
Turn it up in my head phones <br />(Coming to a ghetto near you, street fame) <br /><br />More <br /><br />Haha, coming to a ghetto near you, <br /><br /><em>[Verse One] <br /><br />I wasn't mad until these tricks me< <br />It's time to sanitize my posse <br />Look how paranoid these niggas got me <br />Cellular calls are being traced <br />Since surveillance silently <br />Momma chill <br />Thug livin pay the bills <br />And die violently <br />Closed caskets <br />Expose bastards I leave em bloody <br />Deloris Tucker don't let your kids hear a nigga speak on gettin money <br />Ain't nothin funny <br />cream<< <br />Got a nigga seein things <br />Why, hit the lye hope to God I can fly <br />Lethal weapon I'ma savage <br />Still a method to my madness <br />BLAST niggaz laugh call em care cabbage <br />Read em and weep, put em to sleep they hell bound <br />Lyrics will leave em spell bound <br />Clown now tired of being held down <br />Cross my heart hope to die <br />Blinded in some pussy <br />Millionaire <br />Living care free <br />Sucka free <br />Playa haters miss me <br />Hope in hard times never catch me slippin <br />Fuck authorities they wonder why minorities be trippin <br />We ain't having it <br />Time to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back <br />Once I hit the mat <br />Niggaz will never get this shit back <br />Spit it so eloquently <br />My pistols represent me <br />Bust until my rounds empty <br />Back for the street fame <br /><br /><em>[Chorus] <br /><br />(One love to my true thugs) <br />Comin to a ghetto near you <br />Street fame <br />(bust) <br />Comin to a ghetto near you <br />Street fame <br /><br />All out warfare, eye for a eye <br />Bustin on my enemies bad boy killing <br />(Street fame) <br />Straight dissing you <br /><br />Fuck Lil' Kim you Nasty Bitch <br /><br /><em>[Verse Two] <br /><br />Temperatures rises <br />Niggaz blinded by my lyrical disguise <br />No time to plot retreats <br />Niggaz shiver and die <br />Multiple rounds found laced <br />In his body and face <br />Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all traces <br />Criminal tactics the rap game <br />Became so drastic <br />Military mind mashed all the walls they blasted <br />If we bleed then they suffocate <br />Chokin in terror <br />So we strive singularize we reflect in the mirrors <br />The prophecy is clear <br />Niggaz lock n load disappear <br />Strategize with no fear <br />Waging war for years <br />The crack game wasn't big enough <br />Ready to rush <br />You bitch made motherfuckers get murdered and touched <br />I go to jail niggaz screamin <br />FREE ME <br />Speakin freely <br />Conversatin with my comrades <br />Kicking Swahili <br />Indeed nature feel my first seed <br />It gets worse <br />Plans are cursed to be a G <br />On the first to breathe <br />Currency in stacks <br />Artillery in the back <br />Strapped <br />Armies, we camouflaged in all black <br />When we attack <br />Holla out my set <br />Nigga tighten your jaw <br />Givin birth to outlawz <br />(Ha ha) <br />Street fame <br /><br /><em>[Chorus] <br /><br />(Bust nigga bust) <br />Comin to a ghetto near you <br />(hell yeah) <br />Street fame it's true <br />(Only Makaveli the Don can put it down like this, Hey Nas ...) (Note: "time to die" was removed) <br />Comin to a ghetto near you <br />With street fame <br /><br /><em>[Verse Three] <br /><br />Positive identification <br />Got me rushed to the station <br />Stuck in this line up <br />Tryin hard to hide my face <br />They placed the name but can't recall description <br />I ain't did shit officer <br />That bitch trippin <br />Promise retaliation <br />They plan busted <br />No man to be trusted <br />Everything corrupted once man touched it <br />Kamikaze <br />Hoping that none of the spies find me <br />That's why we bye bye daily <br />Knowin cops trail me <br />But why cry <br />Floatin while we tokin on this potent branch <br />Flossing in the thug stance, flipping pockets out inside my pants <br />Never underestimate me <br />Playa hate me <br />See me and hide <br />Sure as hollow points shatter, enemies die <br />Spread love dead thugs <br />Gettin buried in riches <br />Take a chance to advance fuck them worrin bitches <br />Penitentiary's a possibility, bust and pray <br />Wear a rubber so I live to fuck another day <br />HEY... <br />Ain't nothin strange <br />I'm 25 dying to change <br />But still I bang wanting street fame <br /><br />(That's the end of that) <br /><br />Thugged out, Makaveli the Don <br />Representin the Outlawz <br />(Street fame) <br />One love to my true niggaz <br />(Comin to a ghetto near you) <br />(Street fame) <br />Makaveli the Don <br />Killuminati <br />(Comin to a ghetto near you) <br />(Street fame) <br />Yo check this out <br />I'ma tell you like this <br />(Street Fame) <br />If the lifestyle that you living <br />Got you taking more fucking shorts <br />Than getting props <br />Then that lifestyle need to stop <br />Best to recognize some Outlaw shit <br />Cause only in this Outlaw lifestyle can you truly come to <br />To see what this life's supposed to be like <br />Nigga you'll start to see riches, fine bitches and hitting switches <br />Shit <br />To me that shit sound delicious <br />Street Fame<br />
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