2Pac — Escape to heaven

(Intro) Yeah One-na-tion Ahahahah... Yo Are you afraid to die? Or do you wanna live forever? (Verse 1) I thank the Lord for my many blessings Though I'm stressing keep A vest for protection From the barrel of a Smith & Wesson And all my niggas in the Pen, here we go again Ain't nothing separating Us from a MAC-10 Born in the ghetto as a hustler, older Straight soldier, bucking at them bustas No matter how you try, niggas never die We just retaliate with Hate, then we multiply See me striking down the Block hitting corners Mobbing like a motherfucker Living like I wanna Ain't no stopping at the Red lights, I'm sideways Thug life, motherfucker, crime pays Let the cops put they Lights on, chase me, nigga Zig-zagging through the Freeway, race me, nigga In a high speed chase with the law The realest motherfucker That you ever saw (Chorus) Body gotta die say Goodbye to the real G Lord forgive me if you feel me (x3) Everybody gotta die say goodbye to the- And ain't no love for the Scrubs that be buyin' dimes (Verse 2) And all my niggas in the Pen, here we go again And ain't no love for the Scrubs that be buyin' dimes Ain't no escape from a deadly fate And every day there's a Million black bodies put away I'm starting to lose hope It seems everybody's on dope Mama told me to leave Cause she was broke Sometimes I choke on the Indo, creeping out the window Alone, on my own, I'm a criminal Got no love from the household I'm out cold, on the streets Screaming 'Motherfuck peace!' I got nothing to lose, and Something to prove, what do I do? Live the thug life, nigga, stay true I wonder when they kill me, is There a heaven for a real G? Lord forgive me if you feel me 'Cause all my life I was Dirt broke with no hope Little skinny motherfucker wanting dough (Chorus) Body gotta die say Goodbye to the real G Lord forgive me if you feel me! (x3) Everybody gotta die say goodbye to the- And ain't no love for the Scrubs that be buyin' dimes (Interlude) Thug for life... Feel me? All my homeboys and my Homegirls, stay strong When things get bad Especially come the First and the fifteenth Stay strong, and stay ballin', hold on I'll catch y'all at the Next light, we in traffic I'm sideways Thug life, motherfucker, crime pays Let the cops put they lights on (x8)