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Lost Souls (remix)
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This is a collaboration with me...And the Infamous...TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR...Peep it its hot...lol
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Compared to nobody else...Straight outta Lextown Kentucky 859...NY Style
"In This World 2005"--Out Now "The UnderGraduate"--Comin' SOON! ...Rapper/Lyricist/Writer/Poet/Entrepeneur... (Since May 19th)
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Daniel Cobb
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March 29, 2005
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[Tupac] --Lost Souls Original Verse [Blue] Get me outta here cuz I can't take it, Never a sure thing for anything, so I don't know if I'll make it. In this world of war, I have demons in my head, Seein' daughters and mothers dyin, I'd ratha die instead. I still hear bout 9/11, the hate and talk surrounds me, These bastards that enrage me, they're all around me. The people that questioned my decisions they always hound me, I always try to hide, but it seems they found me. So what should I do, in this world of degradation, Intricate nation with underlyin' segregation This constant discrimination of my generation, Get dissed cuz I make a statement they're all hatin'! Only if a tragedy occurs does the love emerge, Then it's back into darkness, back to these hateful words, Back to adjectives cuz we never use verbs, Like "Ugly, Slutty, Filthy or Ruined" was all I heard, Verbs like change, build, revolutionize, They're never spoken but I know we all see it in our eyes, I realize, I'm blinded by my strength and get so cocky, Screamin' to the world it's mine and nobody can stop me. That's just from the dream of my success, but nevertheless, I don't really wanna stress, On that subject, Let us get back to the matter at hand, Go along with me on this plan so that the world will understand. I want a place with no fame, no claim, no shame, No pain, no more of any strangers flat out callin' me names. No more constant hate, I wanna relate to my people, Give em food for thought and show em what we're doin is evil. Give em a piece of my mind then maybe they'll notice, That I'm beaten down by the world and I'm losing my focus. Then maybe they'd get me outta here, Maybe they'd feel me But the thought of no helping hands in the world just kills me...
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