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letra de until the end of time (original version) - 2pac

“until the end of time” (original version)
2pac
lyrics by kevin k

[verse 1: 2pac]
perhaps i was addicted to the dark side
somewhere inside my childhood witnessed my heart die
and even though we both came from the same places
the money and the fame made us all change places
how could it be? through the misery that came to p-ss
the hard times make a true friend afraid to ask
for currency, but you could run to me when you need
and i’ll never leave, honestly
someone to believe in, as you can see
it’s a small thing to a true, what could i do?
real homies help you get through
and come to knew he’d do the same thing if he could
‘cause in the hood, true homies make you feel good
and half the times we be actin’ up, call the cops
bringin’ a cease to the peace that was on my block
it never stops, when my mama ask me will i change?
i tell her “yeah,” but it’s clear
i’ll always be the same; until the end of time

[chorus: 6.9.]
what’s in me, that’s got me actin’ so crazy?
don’t be afraid, keep hopin’ for a better day

[verse 2: 2pac]
please, lord, forgive me for my life of sin
my hard stare seem to scare all my sister’s kids
so you know, i don’t hang around the house much
this all night money making got me outta touch
sh-t, ain’t flashed a smile in a long while
an unexpected birth worst of the ghetto childs
my att-tude got me walking solo
ride out alone in my lo-lo
watching the whole world move in slow-mo
for quiet times, disappear, listen to the ocean
smoking ‘ports, think my thoughts, then it’s back to coastin’
who can i trust in this cold world?
my phony homie had a baby by my old girl
but i ain’t trippin’, i’m a player, i ain’t sweatin’ him
i s-xed his sister, had her mumble like a mexican
his next of kin, no remorse, it was meant to happen
besides rappin’ the only thing i did good was scr-ppin’
until the end of time…

[chorus: 6.9.]
what’s in me, that’s got me actin’ so crazy?
don’t be afraid, keep hopin’ for a better day

what’s in me, that’s got me actin’ so crazy?
don’t be afraid, keep hopin’ for a better day

[verse 3: 2pac]
now who’s to say if i was right or wrong
to live my life as an outlaw all along?
remain strong in this planet full of player haters
they conversate, but death row full of demonstrators
and in the end, drinking hennessy
made all my enemies envy me
so cold when i flow, eliminatin’ easily
falls to they knees, they plead for they right to breathe
while beggin’ me to keep the peace (haha)
when i conceive closer to achieve
in times of danger, don’t freeze, time to be a g
follow my lead, i’ll supply everything you need
an ounce of game and the training to make a g
remember me as an outcast outlaw
another alb-m out, that’s what i’m about, more
getting raw ’til the day i see my casket, buried as a g
while the whole world remembers me, until the end of time

[chorus: 6.9.]
what’s in me, that’s got me actin’ so crazy?
don’t be afraid, keep hopin’ for a better day

- 2pac

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