There's Nobody In The Business Strong Enough

I Heard A Rumor I Died, Murdered In Cold Blood Dramatized, Pictures Of Me In My Final State, You Know Mama Cried, But That Was Fiction, Some Coward Got The Story Twisted, Like I No Longer Existed, Mysteriously Missin', I'm Known Worldwide Baby, I Ain't Hard To Find.

I'm The Rebel Totally Going Against The Grain. I Always Want To Do The Extreme. I Want To Get As Many People Looking As Possible.

Suge Is The Boss Of Death Row, The Don, You Understand? But Im The Underboss, The Capo. That's My Job To What's Best For Death Row

I Remember Crying All The Time. My Major Thing Growing Up Was I Couldn't Fit In. Because I Was From Everywhere, I Didn't Have No Buddies That I Grew Up With...every Time I Had To Go To A New Apartment, I Had To Reinvent Myself, Myself. People Think Just Because You Born In The Ghetto You Gonna Fit In. A Little Twist In Your Life And You Don't Fit In No Matter What. If They Push You Out Of The Hood And The White People's World, That's Criminal...hell, I Felt Like My Could Be Destroyed At Any Moment.

The Thing That Bothers Me Is That It Seems Like All The Sensitive Stuff I Write Just Goes Unnoticed . . . The Media Doesn't Get Who I Am At All. Or Maybe They Just Can't Accept It. It Doesn't Fit Into Those Negative Stories They Like To Write. I'm The Kind Of Guy Who Is Moved By A Song Like Don Mclean's "vincent," That One About Van Gogh. The Lyric On That Song Is So Touching. That's How I Want To Make My Songs Feel. Take "dear Mama" - I Aimed That One Straight For My Homies' Heartstrings.