2 PAC - 16 On Death Row lyrics

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Death row<br>That's where motherfuckers is endin up<br><br>Dear mama, I'm caught up in this sickness<br>I rob my adversaries, but slick done left a witness<br>Wonder if they'll catch me, or will this nigga snitch<br><br>Should I shoot his bitch, or make the nigga rich? <br>Don't wanna commit murder, but damn they got me trapped<br>Hawkin while I'm walkin, and talkin behind my back<br>I'm kind of schizophrenic, I'm in this shit to win it<br>Cause life's a wheel of, fortune here's my chance to spin it<br>Got no time for cops, who trip and try to catch me<br>Too fuckin trigger happy, to let them suckers snatch me<br>Niggaz gettin jealous (jealous) tryin to find my stash<br>Whip out the nine, now i'ma dive and pump your ass<br>Peter picked a pepper, but I can pick a punk<br>Snatched him like a bitch, and threw him in the trunk<br>The punk thought I was bluffin, but swear I'm nothin nice<br>Before I take your life, first wrestle with these, mics<br>I listen to him scream, tray deee went insane<br>I guess the little, mites had finally found his brain<br>New rovers pull me over, I'm sentenced to the pen<br>Remember that little, bird, he snitched and told a, friend<br>It's trouble on my mind, I'm with the old timers<br>And fuck five-oh, blaow blaow.. turn em into forty-niners<br><br>(chorus)<br>2pac singing-<br>Bye bye, I was never meant to live<br>Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live<br>Bye bye, I was never meant to be<br>Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets<br>Bye bye, and I got no place to go...<br>Where they find me? 16 on death row<br><br>Dear mama, these cops don't understand me<br>I turned to a life of crime, cause I came from a broken family<br>My uncle used to touch me, I never told you that<br>Scared what you might do, I couldn't hold you back<br>I kept it deep inside, I done let it fuel my anger<br>I'm down for all my homies, no mercy for a stranger<br>The brother in my set, is 16 is wet<br>It's hard to adapt, when you're black and you're trapped in a livin hell<br>I shouldn'ta let him catch me<br>Instead of livin sad in jail I coulda died free and happy<br>And my cellmate's raped on the norm<br>And passed around the dorm, you can hear his asshole gettin torn<br>They made me an animal<br>Can't sleep, instead of countin sheep, niggaz countin cannibals<br>And that's how it is in the pen<br>Turn old and cold, and your soul is your best friend<br>My mama prayed for me<br>Tell the lord to make way for me, prepare any day for me (why? )<br>Cause when they come for me they find a struggler<br>To the death I take the breath from your jugular<br>The trick is to never lose hope<br>I found my buddy hangin dead from a rope, 16 on death row<br><br>(chorus)<br><br>Dear mama, they sentenced me to death<br>Today's my final day, I'm countin every breath<br>I'm bitter cause I'm dyin, so much I haven't seen<br>I know you never dreamed, your baby would be dead at 16<br>I got beef with a sick society that doesn't give a shit<br>And they too quick to say goodbye to me<br>They tell me the preacher's there for me<br>He's a crook with a book, that motherfucker never cared for me<br>He's only here to be sure<br>I don't drop a dime to God bout the crimes he's commitin<br>On the poor, and how can these people judge me? <br>They ain't my peers and in all these years, they ain't never love me<br>I never got to be a man, must be part of some big plan<br>To keep a nigga in the state pen<br>And to my homies out buryin motherfuckers<br>Steer clear of these aryan motherfuckers<br>Cause once they got you locked up<br>They got you trapped, you're better off gettin shot<br>I'm convinced self-defense is the way<br>Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day<br>I wish I woulda known while I was out there<br>Now I'm straight headin for the chair<br><br>(chorus)<br><br>16 on death row<br>It's to all my partners in the penetentiaries<br>16 on death row