Intro: 2Pac
'Cause I hate to spend my life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin' one-time! (Lost soul)
How it start, how it start?
Verse 1: 2Pac
Started off with, runnin' from coppers
Duck and hide from helicopters
We open fire, who can stop us? Livin' the life of trife juveniles, hopin' for Rikers
Gettin' 25 to life, if the judge don't like us
In my clearest pictures, I see authorities itchin' to get us
ATF, state feds, scandalous bitches
I wasn't promised to it, wasn't bitter or sweet
See if a nigga don't hustle, then a nigga don't eat
On these streets, livin' do or die, circle complete
Repetitive motions of felons in a rush for cheese
Please understand my history, a man of many hats
Livin' Thug Life, comin' equipped with plenty gats
Maybe I was just a lost soul, trapped in time
Livin' in between life, in the cracks, but blind
Even though we had hope for dreams that never came
Yet and still we all feel pain
[Chorus: 2Pac
Just wait until rain turn to sunshine
'Cause I hate to spend my life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin' one-time; stranded in the county in the worst way
Hell of a way to spend my twenty-first birthday
Born in the ghetto as a street thug
It's for the neighborhood and weed spots that we love
Lost souls... Lost souls, nigga, for my homeboys that passed on
Words from the mind of a lost soul
[Verse 2: Young Noble
My brother Sean, first on my list, he came home
Went back in and came back home again
And he just violated parole
Now Uncle Sam wants the time he owed
Back to the system, Black and trapped in a prison
I miss him, it's just my brother don't listen to nobody
He hardheaded, stuck in his ways
Won't change for nobody, all I could do is pray for him
And I'm praying for myself
Trying to beat the odds with the cards that we was dealt
Young niggas need help, the suicide rate is up higher than ever
Rest in peace to granny, send my love to KRS and the family
We need to try to make it through the struggle as family
They say rapping don't pay them bills
Trappin' gon' pay them bills 'cause this ain't how we tryna live
[Verse 3: E.D.I. Mean
I've been waiting on the rain to turn to sunshine for a long time
Stuck up on this grind, still want mine
Lost a couple homies, miss some comrades
But ain't no looking back when you gotta keep it crackin'
Just had another birthday, guess I'm lucky
Triple 7's, mama's still here to hug me
My baby on the way, she need a whole lot
She gon' get what she need, that's on pops
I used to love the shit, but man, the shit changed
It's a shame, niggas paid to be lame
But, uh, some of the realest, some people give it up
Lost souls around the world looking for love
I'm forever thuggin' on them hoes, right or wrong
Thug life embedded in me 'til I'm dead and gone
It's in my heart, in my flesh, in my soul
I used to be lost but now I know
[Chorus: 2Pac
[Outro: 2Pac
All of y'all, keeping y'all in health
All of y'all, keeping y'all in health
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
For all of y'all, keeping y'all in health
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
For all my dawgs, keeping y'all in health
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
For all my dawgs, keeping y'all in health
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
For all my dawgs, keeping y'all in health
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
Throw your hands up, throw your hands up
Throw your hands up, throw your hands up
It's for all my dawgs, keeping y'all in health
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself...