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[2Pac] Let it be prophesized; niggaz'll die because ya crew's goon Around the way niggaz get murdered by the full moon Heard it in whispered tones Niggaz is bold and they choose to roll I kill em all, watch now nigga truth be told Westside was the war cry, look how they scatter Niggaz dyin by my 30-yard, brains'll splatter Wonder why these niggaz cross me I'm certified crazy, so sick the world made me Now diggy-die, everytime I ride it's for reasons Hard to kill a nigga cause I'm comin back like Jesus Bow down to my ill nation runnin from drug cases Lookin at my congregation so full of thug faces Momma gave a nigga breath, a life of stress I invest in a vest and makin niggaz watch they every step Label me a threat and I ain't even got started with this shit yet Thug style baby, hands on my pistol, listen I'm a ridah Every nigga breathin pay attention Bout to show you motherfuckers how it feel, to drop a body The simple gun to my lifestyle, Killuminati
Chorus: Kastro + 2Pac
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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