Artist: 2pac

Album: R U Still Down? (Remember Me)

Song: Nothing To Lose

The only way too change me is to blow my brains out

stuck in the middle of the game to get the pain out

pray to my god everyday but he dont listen

the poverty bothers me,

Mama's broke and wonders in the Kitchen

listen up i hear her crying in the bedroom

praying for money will never get, will she be dead soon?

Am I wrong for wishing i was somewhere else

I'm 13 i can't feed myself

Can I blame daddy cause he left me

I wish he would of hugged

Too much like him so my momma don't love me

on my own at a early age, gettin paid

And I'm strapped so I'll never be affraid

why did I go astray, I'm hangin in the backstreets

Runnin with G's and dope feinds, will they Jack me?

Can't turn back, my eyez on the prize

I got nuttin to loose, everybody gotta die.

So Good-bye to the Bad Guy

You fucked when we pass bye

DUCK DUCK from the glock as the glass fly

Do or Die walk a mile in my shoes,

And you would be crazy too

with nuttin to loose.

Chorus x4

i got nuttin to loose

i got nuttin to loose

i got nuttin to loose

I thank the lord for my many blessings, though im stressing

keep on a vest for protection,

From the barrel of a smith and wesson

and all my niggaz in the penn here we go again

and nothing separating us from our Mack 10

born in the ghetto as a hustla

hold up, staight soulja, buckin at that busta

no matter how you try niggaz never die

we just retaliate with hate then we multiplie

see me striking down the block hittin corners

ballin like a muthafucka, living like I wanna

Ain't no stopping at the red lights

sideways, thug life, muthafucka crime pays

let the cops put they lights on

chase me niggaz, zig zaggin through the freeway,

race me nigga

In a high speed chase with the law

the realist muthafucka that u ever saw, im living raw

till they bury me, dont worry me, im high

living like i aint afraid to die

and you could walk a mile in my shoes, and u would be crazy too

with nuttin to loose

chorus

Ain't No escape from my Deadly fate

and everyday there a million black bodies put to away

I'm starting to lose hope, it seems everybodys on dope

momma told me to leave cuz she was broke

Somtimes I choke on the endo, creeping out the window

alone on my own as a criminal

got no love from my house though,

I'm out gone

on the streets screamin mutha-fuck peace

I got nothing to lose but something to prove

What do I do, Live A Thug Life, Nigga stay true

I wonder when they kill me,

Is there a heaven for a real G?

Lord forgive me if ya feel me

Cuz All my life I was dirt broke

with no hope, lil skinny mutha-fucka selling dough

I hate it,cuttin suckas with my razor blade

And everyday

Its a struggle to be major paid

Anyway its so hard on a Nigga in the City

No Pity, ain't no love for a Schurbs, everybody dies

and you could walk a mile in my shoes and you would be crazy too

with nuttin to lose

They wonder what type of Nigga

Thug Life Nigga

Be the Craziest

Mutha-fucka