I'm Losin It - 2Pac feat Big Syke, Spice 1
Straight out the motherf_cking bay
Here we go
[2Pac]
Lord help me, save me, Mama keep praying
For a young motherf_cker trying to duck an early grave
In the city where ya can't tell the snakes from the fakes
Fakes from the phonies, enemies of homies
Around the corner there's another n_gga waiting to jack
He don't know I got a glock 'til his ass get shot
Like a motherf_cking thug disease
Craving beats like they motherf_cking drugs to me, hey
What's up with b_tches trying to screw me? Do me cause I did a movie
Throw the p_ssy to me but before they never knew me
Rather die then let ya play me for a, buster
And with my glock I'm a plotting ass rotten motherf_cker, huh
Don't let the movie fool ya, let me school ya
Screaming Thug Life n_gga when I do ya
I'm going crazy, getting dizzy
And then I suffacate a motherf_cking breather bring me back
I'm telling ya I'm losing it
[Chorus]
Said I'm losing my mind
Losing my mind
[ X4 ]
[Big Syke]
I'm going crazy, n_ggas can't fade me
On the real I kill when I step to ya f_cking grill
So let me kick it let me flip it let me get wicked
I'm not a buster from the hood selling whooped tickets
I hang with G's flipping keys and smoking weed
I get the cash and dash and never learn to read
So f_ck a b_tch f_ck a hoe and I let ya know
Because they come and go like the wind blows
What am I giving how I'm living what I'm giving up
You can take my life and I don't give a f_ck
Cause I'm the trouble most coming from the west coast
Where the n_ggas is banging 'til the overdose
Killers and murderers, psychos and lunatics
Nobody knows what makes my mind click
Is it the demons, screaming inside of me?
Hell no it's just the Thug Life mentallity
I'm going crazy sh_t don't phase me
I'm living like a thug 'til six n_ggas carry me
Death is on the trigga so pull it
I can't take it no more, n_gga, I'm losing it
[Chorus]
[Spice 1]
Sh_t was talking to me, my gat screamed fire
The bullet told me shoot that motherf_cker he's a lier
I talked to me 3-80 like a b_tch on a stroll
When my n_ggas try to ????
N_gga, I can't get f_cked in this game I'm a psychopath
My AK told me to shove him up some n_ggas ass
I'm having long conversations with Mr. Millometer
He's one of my best friends b_tch ass n_gga eater
And Miss Mossburg love it in the back trunk
You know that old school b_tch she like to get it funked
And spitting motherf_ckers by the seems
My grand daddy Mr. AR-15
By the evil motherf_cker
Talked me into taking over a dope turf and shooting cluckers
Said he was my only family
Shoot straight, and please don't jam me
Got in a fight at the club my gat started talking
Told me to shut the f_ck up and let him do the talking
I woke up and it was sick to see the guts hang
I'm going nuts man
Sh_t was talking to me
[Chorus to fade]
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