2Pac

This aint livin..
[2Pac]
Nigga - I hear even the smaller Gs be dippin Chevy Impalas
while flossin they gold Ds, O.G.s, is who they follow
We (?)swallow tomorrow(?) see, what we leave is hollow
We feed violence and greed, let em bleed tomorrow
In time, they grip a nine, sippin wine - hit grass
til I be starin watch the parents sacrifice they child
The loves gone, a thugs home, with no love
Feelin so strong, make young boys into drug lords
Now one for adolescents, now dos for dose
Keep yo friends by your side, even close your foes
Now three for Johnny Law tryin to make my chips
I never pulled the trigger, didnt touch that bitch
Throw yo hands in the air, its a robbery
.. thinkin Pac, would you ride with me
Lets go see what our enemies talkin bout
When Gs enter the house nobodys walkin out
This aint livin, its similar to prison, we trapped
My homies jealous plus they tell us that the phones is tapped
I watch my back twenty-fo seven
and never let a busta send a G to ghetto heaven, you know!
This is how it goes when we floss with foes
Before I toss yo hoe, itll cost you mo
I do shows make a lot of dough, murder my foes
But Id give it all up, if it would help you grow
This aint livin
[Chorus 2X: sung]
Takes a life to make a life (takes a life)
Livin in the world of crime tonight (takes a life)
Cant find a better way to break you
This aint livin I gotta do what I gotta do
[2Pac]
Peep it - gunfire is produced at alarmin rates
Todays youth, grip the shit, get in the car and break
"It Takes a Nation of Millions" if we intend to stop the killin
Just search your feelings, participate in some (?)
They our seeds and when they bleed, we bleed
Thats what becomes of lonely children, they turn to Gs
Heavenly father can you rescue, my young nation
rest the Lord will protect you, respect due
Not a threat as I step in blue, and check those
that oppose when I froze them fools, and who are you
to watch me fall farther
I disappeared, reappeared as the .. follow me now
Skippin class, and livin fast, will get yo ass
stuck in the pen, doin life plus ten
Young brother pump yo brakes for me, before you choke
wont ya soak up some game from yo big homies
This aint livin, we givin you jewelsl, use em as tools
Explode on they industry and fade them fools
You know the rules, gotta be a rider
You can run the red lights but read the street signs, heyy
This for all of yall that keep on raisin hell
Put a pistol in your hand and let you fade yourself
It aint right, what you put your momma through, young G
Gotta change your life, take the game from me
This aint livin
[Chorus - 2X]
[ This Aint Livin Lyrics ]