everybody sees a happy teenager nigga in me/
but im still trying to find out if theres still laughter in me/
im the realest nigga you could see by my stories/
talkin about hard times and death of my homies/
but i still happend to have a smile on my face/
pac and biggie the opposite kings black and mexican the opposite race/
they killed pac, biggie easy e now they killed MJ/
fuck capitalism, justic for all is what they say?/
then why is the world fucked up i mean niggas have to pray/
and im not gonna say west or east till the death/
cuz what was the out come of that? well just say pac and biggie took there last breath/
all i could do is give respect to the loved ones/
over there grave pour a bottle of 1 50 1 or rum/
thank god for eminem for dropping pac and bigs song/
called running from the police east and west nah nothing wrong/
thug life man i loved to pac and thats the words i always say/
but whats really fucked up is 2 pac died a week befor my birth day/
a day of happyness the day i was born but i cryed all night/
felt his pain and seen death in the darkness sight/
i got shot and my cousin got killed all in one night/
cocked back my gun god save me and was ready to pop that nine/
saw my moms eyes and a angel come apone me and gave me interal life/