I can't handle the pain
this life is so hollow
and I can't make the rain
to drown my own sorrow
and I can't stand this life
when you are my poison
I'm cut by a knife
of your devotion.
Take me away from all the pressure, and all the pain
Show me some happiness again, I'm goin blind
I spend my time in this cell, ain't livin well
I know my destiny is Hell, where did I fail?
My life is in denial, and when I die,
baptized in eternal fire I'll shed so many tears.
-2pac
Street Dreams are made of these Niggaz push Beemers and 300 E´s.