H.M.Z.A reloaded season 1 episode 12 what about he again me again raised up in the getthos winning up all the battles raising up all the trophies waving all to haters they hate what they fear en they hate what they don't know FCK all the hate coz of the hate cost 2pac he left the game earlier on feeling all the same we talk about talent en you talk about luck hook up the shame bullets taken every claim streets like a battlefield killing all the brotherhood trust in the guns putting it out of the people angels en devils try to be good or even equal look up to the sky en see what's happening men in black dressed in suits in chapels claiming everything good just to be evil bible in a hand the other hand with arifle here were again looking at in like afunureal papers everywhere boom squarts in akilo ohhh dear lord you sent a spirit to save me maybe it never see me or a never see through all i keep doinn begging all for mercy don't kill me in vain don't kill me in pain chains out of my feet make me free again black or white I think all men the same rich or poor live or lame if you can't breath i know you know you gaona die you can't cheat death you can't even try the taste too much am too weak inside tears in my eyes blood in my clothes what a kind of picture mama told me to be good just like am paid to put a smile on your face stick it like glue looking in the mirror I keep asking myself my prophet said into this body there's a piece of flesh if its too good then good too the body if it's too bad then bad too body en that flesh is the heart a word to a wise is simple to save a life