| I speak
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| For all my niggaz livin’in the rush
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| Slow it down just a notch baby
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| It’s goin’be alright, it’s goin’be alright
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| Life in High Speed
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| Fuck the punishment, tie weed
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| I gonna buy me a gun
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| Fuck doin’time
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| I live life High Speed
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| Slightly disillusioned by weed
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| I breed thug muthafuckas even worse than me When I bleed, my enemies best to flee quickly, on me My army, niggaz decieve swiftly
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| Look at you now, why you wanna hang out?
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| I pull the hammer back
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| Strike wit’a cannon and blow your muthafuckin’back out
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| They blast but I’m still standin'
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| Slightly scarred deep
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| Questions for the lord, why he don’t like me, guard my soul
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| Though my life was hard with no remorse
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| I absorb bomb less it’s without protection for the boss
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| Rollin’in my double, raw, rugged, and ruthless
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| Keep a vest through these hard times, knowin’it’s useless
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| And my crew, who could should be mistaken for Jews
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| We all about our past, blast if he break the rules
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| Fools done snitched for the D.A., be heavensent
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| Switched like a stone-bitch, turned str8 severed then, why?
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| Then they wonder why niggaz die
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| Put your family in danger just to get high
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| Now, what the hell can we get from jail?
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| More tricks for the crime rate, this is hell
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| Bail out, a thug nigga fresh out the jailhouse
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| Open your safe count and take all your mail out
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| Whatever happens happens
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| Whoever falls dies
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| We fresh out of time, livin blind, so we all ride
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| In times like these, chronic and tie weed
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| Puffin’through these High Speedz
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| And people say
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| Chorus (2Pac):
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| Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
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| I’m gonna buy me a gun
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| Then what’s next?
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| Food and Sex, house parties in the projects
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| We goin’all night
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| Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
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| I’m gonna buy me a gun
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| Then what’s next?
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| Food and Sex, house parties in the projects
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| We goin’all night
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| Verbal assassin, I hit the corner fast, blastin'
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| I plan to stretch your chest plate back like elastic
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| No need to push me to slippin'
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| I love beef, like pussy and pistols
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| For all you pussies that’s soft as tissue
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| I ride plottin’like the fall guy out the roof
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| Bustin’at you wise guy, gettin’high, sippin’hundred proof
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| Gettin’your neck joints low to verdict wit’mine
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| Get that ass attacked, murdered, and robbed, blind from behind
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| Grab your shots', callin'
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| Catchin niggaz while they stormin'
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| Kickin’his door in And get your whole fuckin’family a’mournin'
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| Plus all you itchy-bitchy types can’t touch me Frontin’like your hard
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| I’ll play your fuckin’yard like a trussel
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| Chorus (2Pac):
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| Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
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| I’m gonna buy me a gun
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| Then what’s next?
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| Food and Sex, house parties in the projects
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| We goin’all night
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| Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
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| I’m gonna buy me a gun
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| Then what’s next?
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| Food and Sex, house parties in the projects
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| We goin’all night
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| At times, I look through times wit’so much anger
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| Wonderin’why it keeps on passin’bringin’me the danger
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| No singal hard time is a good one
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| At times I’m amazed
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| Now what the mutha fuck a hood done
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| What we do to get paid
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| All day, for the almighty, dollar
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| Don’t even bother to holla
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| We all destined to be swallowed
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| By the same thing we lust for
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| Threw away our morals in bags of dust, more
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| Niggaz is dying tommorrow
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| We, bet on all time
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| Nigga the clocks tickin'
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| Approachin’is the day you only know your glocks spittin
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| Cops sittin', politicians passin’laws you ain’t knowin'
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| Soon that money goin’be illegal when you got it Keep your dough up But I ain’t goin’tell you, what?, to stop chasin’paper
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| Man, I’m just like ya’ll, I worry 'bout that shit later
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| Put the metal to the pedal, slash up nigga, blaze
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| Lets get blowed out High Speed til the end of my dayz
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| Now my people say
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| Chorus (2Pac): repeat 5X
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| Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
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| I’m gonna buy me a gun
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| Then what’s next?
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| Food and Sex, house parties in the projects
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| We goin’all night
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| High Speedz (we goin’all night)
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| Life of an Outlaw, ghetto starz (we goin’all night)
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| (Yes) I’m gonna buy me a gun
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| Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
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| (I'm gonna buy me a gun)
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| For my niggaz on the WestSide and the EastSide |
| And the NorthSide and the SouthSide
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| (I'm gonna buy me a gun)
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| (Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?)
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| From Compton to Jersey
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| (I'm gonna buy me a gun)
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| Gettin’it real hard
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| Niggaz in Michigan, (M.O.B nigga, M.O.B)
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| From Atlanta, Georgia to Utah
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| (Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?)
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| From St. Louis to Alabama
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| (I'm gonna buy me a gun)
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| From Mississippi to Oakland, from San Francisco to San Diego
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| Seattle to Florida
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| (Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?)
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| Maine to Mass, haha
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| (I'm gonna buy me a gun)
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| Food and Sex
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| (Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?)
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| And it don’t stop, and it won’t quit
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| (I'm gonna buy me a gun)
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| And it don’t stop, and it won’t quit
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| And it don’t stop, and it won’t quit
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| (I'm gonna buy me a gun)
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| Then what’s next?
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| Food and Sex, house parties in the projects
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| We goin’all night
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| High Speedz
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| And it don’t stop, and it won’t quit
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| (We goin’all night)
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| And it don’t stop, and it won’t quit
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| (We goin’all night)
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| And it don’t stop, and it won’t quit
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| (We goin’all night)
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| And it don’t stop, and it won’t quit
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| (I'm gonna buy me a gun)
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| And it don’t stop, and it won’t quit
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| (I'm gonna buy me a gun)
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| And it don’t stop, and it won’t quit
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| And it don’t stop, and it won’t quit
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| Outlawz with that rough shit, baby!
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| Learn about it Pac you goin’rap? |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song High Speed, artist - 2Pac. Album song Still I Rise, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп