2Pac, Murat Koff - Pray 4 Me

Bye bye bye bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
Bye-bye
No, no, no, no lovin' everywhere
I'm in the scanners in the ghetto with the painters of gravel
With your nevin' of the belly and the mat of the flame
Cause out of black, I'm over the potatoes in it and
I the makers in the gather that
I need to respect the soul
Hand on my bells in the
Vatican floor
Sail a prayer, I'm a bottle with the f*ck in the groin
We know, ain't got a vision of bitten the gum
Ain't either one or with the battle, I'm on my meat if it's yours
It's up, can't get the gate, nothing off the bat
It's everything to bits and seedy, better make the beat your baby gap
I'm just a step, over less in the back
Know what, enough, you gain pain since
I'm f*cking the stack, the rack
I get the weight and soul from the street
Our vision of the world, they gave her from the deep
Her life is in the down when
I slip in the nose
But this ain't always it
With this, you f*cking the dope
Nope, nope, nope, no lovin' everywhere
No, no, no, no lovin' everywhere
No, no, no, no lovin' everywhere
No, no, no, no, no lovin' everywhere
No, no, no, no, no, no lovin' everywhere
No, oh, It's only one, Jenny bob
I'm gonna slap
Jenny and her skin in washington
It's only one, Jenny bob
Oh, no, no loving everywhere
I'm in the scanners in the gatter with the pain as a battle
Would you never know the belly in the matter to flame
Cause out of black, I'm over the potatoes in it
Head out of makers in the gatter that
I need to respect the soul
Hand on my bells in the
Vatican floor
No, no, no, no lovin' everywhere
She better get a piece
She better going fast, even for like
I'm proud
So what's up to do, man
She know that y'all's old then oh
Oh, oh, oh, vision, a bells in the
Vatican floor
Sell a prayer that
I'm a bottle of the f*ck in the groan
We know, ain't got a vision of bittin' the gum
Ain't even wanna with the bad, I'm on my meat of a chore
That's up, can't get the gate, nothing off the bat
It's everything, the business city
Better make the beat, you better get
I'm just a step, over less in the back
Know what, enough, you gain bass, no lovin' everywhere oh