Quote #206
Plus all my homies wanna die, call it euthanasia/Dear Lord, look how sick this ghetto made us
More from Tupac Shakur
- I beg God, to make a way for our ghetto kids to breathe/Show a sign, make us all believe
- sincerely yours/I'm a thug, the product of a broken home
- Our unborn never got to grow, never got to see what's next/In this world full of countless threats
- but then America f**ked up and blamed up/I guess it's cause we black that we targets
- In my chest I feel pain comin sudden storms/Life full of rain in this game watch for landstorms
- Down to die, for everything I represent/Meant every word, in my letter to the President
- Picture us inside a ghetto heaven, a place to rest/Findin peace through this land of stress
- Word motherf**kin life/f**k this ni**a think?Cuttin taxes, takin off welfare/We 'sposed to just sit here, go broke and die, starvin?