94 / It's Getting Worse

It's gonna be too late

And then that's when you've gotta pay your own karma

And that's when God makes you punished. When God punishes you

I feel like there's too much money here

Nobody should be hitting the Lotto for $36 million when we got people starving in the streets

That is not idealistic; that's just real

That's stupid. There's no way Michael Jackson...

Or whoever Jackson...should have a million thousand quadruple billion dollars

And then there's people starving

There's no way

I pull up in that coupe like it was '94

What year was it man?

I pull up in that coupe like it was '94

What year was it man?

I pull up in that coupe like it was '94

'This was '94 I would be Death Row

I feel like Suge, I let my beard grow

'This was '94 we would be jack in' up

Havin' moon walking, Michael Jack-in' up

If this was '94 Pac would be here too

Screaming Bomaye, pulling honeys in Soweto

I pull up in that coupe like it was '94

What year was it man?

I pull up in that coupe like it was '94

What year was it man?

I miss my **** Brown Dash

I pray to God please bring me back my **** Brown Dash

Lord!

I pull up in that coupe like it was '94

What year was it man?

I pull up in that coupe like it was '94

What year was it man?

I pull up in that (I pull up in that)

I pull up (I pull up)

I pull up in that (I pull up in that)

I pull up (I pull up)

I pull up in that (I pull up in that)

I pull up (I pull up)

I pull up in that (I pull up in that)

I pull up (I pull up)

I pull up in that coupe like it was '94

What year was it man?

I pull up in that coupe like it was '94

What year was it man?

'Cause Tumi signed me, he's a G

If this was '94 I would've signed with Eazy-E