2Pac

Yeah.. ballad of a dead soulja

Its just the balled of a dead soulja

This is the ballad of a dead soulja

Ballad of a dead soulja



The plan, to take command of the whole family

Though underhanded, to be the man it was planned

All my road dawgs, official mob figures love to act up

The first to bomb when we rob niggaz

I could be.... lost in my own mind

To be the boss only thoughts

Grippin chrome nines

Niggaz get tossed up

War scars battlefield memories

Swore I saw the devil in my empty glass of Hennessy

Talking to a nigga on the tight leash

Screaming fuck the police, as I ride thru the night streets

Little child running wild, taught us danger, watch the car

Don't be alone death to all the strangers

Maybe I'm a mad man.... a pistol grabbing nigga

I meet the sand man, promise of merciless retaliation

Nothing is colder, close ya eyes

Hear the ballad of a dead soulja



Chorus:

Thug for Life I will be

(Its just the balled of a dead soulja)

A Life of Crime I will lead

(Close ya eyes and hear the ballad of a dead soulja)

You play the game you play to win

(This just the balled of a dead soulja)

It's a crazy world full of sin

(Close ya eyes)



2Pac

Completely lost, revenge at all costs

Pay backs a bitch, switch now the tricks crossed

Tossed up and never to be heard of

A single witness screaming bloody murder.. murder

Blast tell me homie what ya see now

A blind man and a dead body

I'm meant to leave town

And get my cash tho'

Hook up wit Kastro

Homie had to blast on the task force

Stupid coppers tried to play us out, never that

They took my money and my stash

Time