Tupac back, Tupac back There's all these bitches screaming that Tupac back All eyes on me, better Picture Me Rollin' Riding brand new rims, but them bitches is stolen Stranded on Death Death Row, Brenda having my baby But I'm stacking my paper, I need a brand

So when you see me nigga You better holla at me You better beware where you lay Gotta be careful, can't let the evil of the money trap me We better not find where you stay Niggas out there jealous 'cause we be bailin' with Death Death Row They try to playa

Running under cover of the moonlight Shadow death death row. At the night we're Running wild with no hope for tomorrow No tomorrow As we're walking through the fire, That burns within us all. If ya want to take A glance to the blaze of pain, you'll never Be

Heavenly, Angel, Heavenly, Angel, Heavenly, Angel (Kelly/Mann) I can barely keep a grip on the pen I hold Better get a grip on myself I'm told I've grown bitterly, shameslessly, Indescribably cold I dove well into my cups And wrote you a note full of

Take it away It's the world I've grown to know Unforgiving and so cold I don't want it It's a life I'm forced to live I've got nothing more to give I don't want it anymore We're generation dead

I'm going out I'm gonna drink myself to death death And in the crowd I see you with someone else I brace myself 'Cause I know it's going to hurt But I like to think at least things can't get any worse No walls can keep me protected

All that has been, all that's to be No tomorrow, the demise of sanity Where have I gone, blacked out on my death death ride Twisted and broken down, forever on the wrong side Twisted and broken down You've never known such fear, you've never shed such tears

Run with death death My heart's gone away Taking everything Take it now This forest is growing faster than I can tell Cell structure eats away at a massive swell Seems, however, I'm a victim of circumstance Hunt for ogres and dwarfs

Check it uhh Protect this nigga for the necklace I throw the death death wish the pretty slim sex shit The rep this remember Fox said this We on some next shit we are blessed this The scares on our backs mean we met this The lie for them for 25 sentence To

Snoop, come bounce to this Ain't no funk, it's funky, it's Doggystyle (Death Death Row-ow, Death Death Row) Shucks, stomping in my big blue chucks More bounce to the ounce while I'm ditching you klutz Bump-bump-bump-bump while you're bumping your sounds It's the zoo