2Pac — Only Fear of Death Izzamuzzic Remix

[Intro] *Gunshots* I got shot... Dear... I always felt like I'd be shot Are you afraid to die? Somebody try to do me some harm Or do you wanna live forever Because a lot of people don't like me Tell me... What's wrong? [Verse 1] They wanna bury me, I'm worried, I'm losin' my mind Look down the barrel of my 9, and my vision's blurry Fallin' to pieces, am I guilty? I pray to the Lord But he ignores me, unfortunately, ‘cause I'm guilty Show me a miracle, I'm hopeless I'm chokin' off marijuana smoke With every toke it's like I'm losin' focus Fallin' asleep while I'm in service, when will I die? Forever paranoid and nervous, because I'm high Don't mention funerals, I'm stressin' and goin' nutty And reminiscin' 'bout them niggas that murdered my buddy I wonder: When will I be happy? Ain't nothin' funny Flashbacks of bustin' caps, anything for money Where am I goin'? I discovered, can't nothin' save me My next door neighbor's havin' convo with undercovers Put a surprise in the mailbox, hope she get it Happy birthday, bitch, you know you shouldn't have did it Everybody's dyin', am I next? Who can I trust? Will they be G's, and they look at me before they bust? Or will they kill me while I'm sleepin'? Two to the head while I'm in bed Leakin' blood on my satin sheets Is there a heaven for a baller? I'm gettin' suspicious of this bitch The line's busy every time I call her Now she's tellin' me to visit, who else is home? I check the house before I bone, so we all alone After I nut I hit the highway, see ya later! To all the players, watch the fly way a nigga played her This bitch is tellin' all her homies That I can fuck her like no other Now them other bitches wanna bone me I'm under pressure, gettin' drunk, somebody help me I drank a fifth of Hennessy, I don't think it's healthy I see my enemies, they creepin', don't make me blast I watch the 5-0's roll, the motherfuckers pass By me like they know me, smilin' as they laugh I put up my middle finger, then I dash Niggas don't like me, ‘cause I'm thuggin' And every day I'm a hustler lookin' to get paid [Intermission] If I know that in this hotel room, they have food everyday And i'm knocking on the door everyday... to eat And they tell - they open the door Let me see the- the party Let me see like them throwing salami all over I- I mean just like- throwing food around... But they're telling me "there's no food in here"-- You know what i'm saying? Everyday, I'm standing outside trying to SING my way in- You know what i'm saying? "We are hungry please let us in'" "We are hungry please let us in" After about a week that song is gonna change to... "We hungry, we need some food" After two/three weeks it's like, you know... "Gimmie all the food or we're breaking down the door" And after a year then you just like You know what I’m saying, I’m picking the lock Coming through the door blasting You know what I’m saying? It’s like you hungry, you reached your level You don’t want anymore We asked 10 years ago We was asking with the Panthers We was asking with them, the Civil Rights Movement We was asking you know Now those people that asked are all dead and in jail So now what do you think we're gonna do? Ask? [Verse 2] They wanna bury me, I'm worried—no need to lie I pray to God I don't scream when it's time to fry Nowhere to rest, I'm losin' homies—ain't that a bitch? When I was rich I had clout, now a nigga's lonely I put the pistol to my head, and say a prayer I see visions of me dead, Lord, are you there? Then tell me, am I lost? ‘Cause I'm lonely I thought I had friends, but in the end a nigga dies lonely Nowhere to run, I'm in terror, and no one cares A closed casket at my funeral and no one's there Is there a future for a killer? I change my ways But still that don't promise me the next day So I stay thuggin' with a passion, forever blastin' I'm bustin' on these motherfuckers in my madness They wonder if I'm hellbound Well, Hell can't be worse than this, ‘cause I'm in Hell now Don't make me hurt you, I don't want to, but I will Seen motherfuckers killed over phone bills Never will I die, I'll be back Reincarnated as a motherfuckin' MAC -11, ‘cause in Heaven there's no shortage on G's I'm tellin' you now: ''You motherfuckers don't know me'' [Outro] I ain't scared to die... I ain't scared to die Only fear of death... Only fear of death... Only fear of death... The controversy over Death Row Records And its owner.. being sort of a gangster Everybody's asking about Death Row Suge ain't no gangsta. He's chilling No? No man, Suge a rider I know what good morals are But you're supposed to disregard good morals When you're living in a crazy, bad world If you're in hell,how can you live like an angel? You're surrounded by devils, trying to be an angel? That's like suicide