[2 Pac]
This ain't living
(Nahh not at all)
n***a!
[Verse 1: New Eraa]
This ain't the life that I had in mind
Waking up just to make seven twenty five
Nine to five is how you survive
But lifes a b**h and then you die, So why try?
sh**, Its been a year since I graduated
My only focus is the music and im sad to it
Sorry momma, Bringing that drama
Yeah thats word to Saba hope she gets karma, n***a
n***as be trynna get a piece of mine
So at time i escape for a peace of mind
Hol up now I said they're trynna get a piece of mines
So at times I escape, Im just trynna find a place lord send me signs
Yeah i goto pops house just to write a rhyme
But then again thats not enough
Times are tough, I just keep climbing up, Kind of stuck
But I keep on pushing for all my n***as in the cut
n***a what no crip or blood, But my lyrics do bang like im sticking up
Well this Piece bring me Peace sometimes I wonder
If should go and buy a 9 and take a n***a under
My other side kicks in, Then again i see life through a wider peephole
This for my people working at home depot we know
Im Steve Bico to these music demons
This whole mixtape I cried freedom
(Only if you n***as listened)
[Hook: 2 Pac]
[Verse 2: New Eraa]
Same sh** different toilet n***a
(Ayo whats good Eraa, Whats up)
I can't call it n***a but a brothers on the come up
Dummies dieing every day in them streets
Getting caught when they sleep, n***as love to sh** where they eat
Thats an ICU dog if I See You, Its no Biggie
Just call a couple guys who ride with me
The other side will f**ing shoot you dead with the heat
Leave ya brains next to ya toes so you can think on your feet
Whats Beef? Thats when you gotta ride thirty deep
I won't stop untill my moms go from counting bills to counting sheep
Them crown-vicks want the next Mike Vick
Crossing their fingers hoping I might slip
Thats when they creep, Stupid n***as
I gotta stay smooth with my movements n***as is shooting
sh** is real like jursulem
Welcome to a world where homeless people Uncle Sam you
Gotdamn they like Rondo with the PanHandles
I can't stand you cops, Why not
Last night on my block a naked man got shot
How could yaull k** him? Yaull f**ing vilians
Being praised by a nation that k**s our children (f** em)
Probation or Incarsceration
Them cacuasions say you black thats your destination
Mistermeanors got my people growing old in prison
On everything i swear to God man this ain't living
Dare somebody tell me different
[Hook: 2 Pac]
[Outro: Eraa]
...(Talks back and forth with self)
Audio Visual
I know life was, Pose to be more than this man
You ain't to just pose to work untill you die
I know theres more than that
Gotta open your eyes man