2pac last soul remix letter to my unborn child

haha, take care Run wild, but be smart Follow the rules of the game I know that sometimes it's confusin The rules of the game is gonna get you through it, all day everyday Watch out for these snakes and fakes, friends comin down the way.Ī mi hijo por nacer A mi hijo por nacer. to the seeds that I might not get to see cause of this lifestyle Just know that your daddy loves you, got nuttin but love for you All I wanted was for you have a better life than I did That's why I was out here on a twenty-four hour 365 grind When you get to be my age you'll understand Just know I got love for you And I'll see you up there in the ghetto heaven Cause ghetto heaven gotta be there. to my unborn child This letter goes out to. please take of all my kids My unborn child. Dear Lord can you hear me, tell me what to say to my unborn seed in, case I pass away Will my child get to feel love Or are we all just cursed to be street thugs? Cause bein black hurts And even worse if you speak first Livin my life as an Outlaw, what could be worse? Cause maybe if I tried to change Who I'm kiddin? I'ma thug 'til I die, I'ma rider mayne Touch bases, eat lunch at plush places Regular criminal oasis awaits us If there's a ghetto for true thugs, I'll see you there And I'm sorry for not bein there Just know your daddy was a soldier, me against the world Bless the boys, and all my little girls To the Lord I'm eternal, restin in peace Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

when I gotta die On these cold streets, ain't no love, no mercy, and no friends In case you never see my face again To my unborn child

Seems so complicated to escape fate And you can never understand 'til we trade places Tell the world I feel guilty to bein anxious Ain't no way in hell, that I could ever be rapist It's hard to face this, cold world on a good day When will they let the little kids in the hood play? I got shot five times but I'm still breathin Livin proof there's a God if you need a reason Can I believe in my own fate Will I raise my kids in the right, or the wrong way? Dear mama I'm a man now I wanna make it on my own, not a handout Make way for a whirlwind prophesized I wanna go in peace. I'm writing you a letter This is to my unborn child Wanna let you know I love you Love you, if you didn't know I feel this way How I, think about you every day I have so much to say Now ever since my birth, I've been cursed since I'm born to wild in case I never get to holla at my unborn child Many things learned in prison, blessed and still livin Tryin to earn every penny that I'm gettin, and reminiscin to the beginnin of my mission When I was conceived, and came to be in this position My momma was a Panther loud, single parent but she proud when she witnessed baby boy rip a crowd To school, but I dropped out, and left the house Cause my mama say I'm good for nothin, so I'm out Since I only got one life to live, God forgive me for my sins Let me make it and I'll never steal again, or deal again My only friend is my misery Wantin revenge for the agony they did to me See my life ain't promised but it'll sure get better Hope you understand my love letter, to my unborn child in case I don't make it Just remember daddy loves you To my unborn child. It does not store any personal data.To my unborn child. The cookie is set by the GDPR Cookie Consent plugin and is used to store whether or not user has consented to the use of cookies. The cookie is used to store the user consent for the cookies in the category 'Performance'. This cookie is set by GDPR Cookie Consent plugin. The cookie is used to store the user consent for the cookies in the category 'Other. The cookies is used to store the user consent for the cookies in the category 'Necessary'. The cookie is set by GDPR cookie consent to record the user consent for the cookies in the category 'Functional'. The cookie is used to store the user consent for the cookies in the category 'Analytics'. These cookies ensure basic functionalities and security features of the website, anonymously. Necessary cookies are absolutely essential for the website to function properly.

2pac last soul remix letter to my unborn child