Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Only Fear Of Death, artist - 2Pac.
Date of issue: 31.12.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Only Fear Of Death |
Pssst… psssssst… aiyyo |
Are you afraid to die, or do you wanna live forever |
Tell me, which one? |
They wanna bury me, I’m worried -- I’m losin my mind |
Look down the barrel of my nine and my vision’s blurry |
Fallin to pieces, am I guilty? |
I pray to the Lord |
but he ignores me unfortunately cause I’m guilty |
Show me a miracle, I’m hopeless -- I’m chokin off |
marijuana smoke, with every toke it’s like I’m losin focus |
Fallin to sleep while I’m at service, when will I die? |
Forever paranoid and nervous because I’m high |
Don’t mention funerals I’m stressin, and goin nutty |
And reminiscin bout them niggaz that murdered my buddy |
I wonder when will I be happy, ain’t nothin funny |
Flashbacks of bustin caps, anything for money |
Where am I goin I discovered, can’t nothin save me My next door neighbor’s havin convo with undercovers |
Put a surprise in the mailbox, hope she get it Happy birthday bitch, you know you shouldn’ta did it Everybody’s dyin am I next, who can I trust? |
Will they be G’s, and they look at me before they bust? |
Or will they kill me while I’m sleepin, two to the head |
while I’m in bed, leakin blood on my satin sheets |
Is there a heaven for a baller? |
I’m gettin suspicious |
of this bitch the line busy everytime I call her |
Now she’s tellin me to visit, who else is home? |
I check the house before I bone, so we all alone |
After I nut I hit the highway, see ya later |
To all the players watch the fly way a nigga played her |
The bitch is tellin all her homies -- that I can fuck her |
like no other now them other bitches wanna bone me |
I’m under pressure gettin drunk, somebody help me I drink a fifth of Hennesey I don’t think it’s healthy |
I see my enemies they creepin, don’t make me blast |
I watch the five-oh's roll, the motherfuckers pass |
by me like they know me, smilin as they laugh |
I put up my middle finger then I dash |
Niggaz don’t like me cause I’m Thuggin, and every day |
I’m a hustler lookin to get paid |
They wanna bury me, I’m worried -- no need to lie |
I pray to God I don’t scream when it’s time to fry |
Nowhere to rest I’m losin homies, ain’t that a bitch |
When I was rich I had clout, now a nigga’s lonely |
I put the pistol to my head, and say a prayer |
I see visions of me dead, Lord are you there? |
Then tell me am I lost cause I’m lonely |
I thought I had friends but in the end a nigga dies lonely |
Nowhere to run I’m in terror, and no one cares |
A closed casket at my funeral and no one’s there |
Is there a future for a killer? |
I change my ways |
But still that don’t promise me the next day |
So I stay Thuggin with a passion, forever blastin |
I’m bustin on these motherfuckers in my madness |
They wonder if I’m hellbound… well Hell |
can’t be worse than this, cause I’m in Hell now |
Don’t make me hurt you I don’t want to, but I will |
See motherfuckers killed over phone bills |
Never will I die, I’ll be back |
Reincarnated as a motherfuckin mack |
I love it cause in heaven there’s no shortage on G’s |
I’m tellin you now, you motherfuckers don’t know me Only fear of death. |
You ghetto niggaz |
Only fear of death is comin back reincarnated |
(repeats continously w/ variations) |
Hahaha, I ain’t scared to die |
I ain’t scared to die |
To my homies in heaven |
I ain’t scared to die |
Do you wanna live forever? |
Are you scared, to die? |
Or will you scream, when you fry? |
I don’t fear death |
My only fear of death is comin back, reincarnated |
This is dedicated to Mental, R.I.P. |
And Big Kill, R.I.P. |
And all you other O.G.'s, who go down |
I don’t fear death |