Feel your breath on the back of my neck. Where have I, Come to be? That's left for me. I wish that I was still there. I wanna keep on breathing. Head down running from the beast. Break neck speeding, taken down on my birth.

Uh oh, fresh out the bed Uh oh, count up the deads You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble) You niggas in trouble No forreal, no cap, my money long like anacondas If you think about runnin' with that then you in trouble Fresh out, outta the bed, count

Two...three...four...I drank all my fuckin' brew and I ain't gots no more... Feeling so damn tired Running on desperate fumes For the end is Always near, now Empty handed It's always soon Psychocise me

June 30th, 11:07 I got that call She 8 centimeters, my lil' man about to fall Scuffing my Air Forces, running through the hospital hall Deja Vu, like I been here before I'm feeling reborn, like a Bed-Stuy brethren, my first born Dre, I'm about to have a

You know it ain't easy Rock now, rock the night I've gone through changes I've gone through pain But there's not enough reason for me to go insane I know the feeling, when it grows I'm in a rage up from my head down to my toes. Running out of thrills

'Cause you've been running circles 'round My mind, turning me inside out And I fell for you but hit the ground 'Cause the only love I've known has let me Down and I need lifting up Now you ain't here I'm sleeping rough And I'm praying I can pray enough

Feel like shovel with dirt thrown side of my name I was so blind, I just couldn't see the hate Forgave all them niggas, I'm still Ray Would have never started rappin' if I knew this shit had came with this Runnin' millions until my legs out Wheelchair

Wildfire, burn baby Burn for me Flames rising Hit me like a bullet Finger on the trigger pull it, pull it You're poison running through my veins End it with a spark into a pool of gasoline Feel the calm before the storm

Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm waiting in my cold cell When the bell begins to chime Reflecting on my past life And it doesn't have much time 'Cause at five o'clock They take me to the gallows pole The sands of time For me are running low

Running home, running home So abruptly Saw death on a sunny snow For every life Forgo the parable Seek the light My knees are cold Go find another lover To bring a, to string along