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Tupac - Weed Got Me Crazy lyrics

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Roll me a cigarette dog! <br />

They got me feelin crazier than a motha fucka.<br />

I got bad ass in this motha fucka.<br />

<br />

Puffin on lye.<br />

Hopin that it gets me high.<br />

(Makaveli the don, representin the outlaws.)<br />

They got a nigga goin crazy.<br />

(Bad ass representin the LBC)<br />

(What cha wanna do. You know how we do.<br />

<br />

Time goes by.<br />

Puffin on lye.<br />

Hopin that it gets me high.<br />

They got a nigga goin Krazy.<br />

<br />

I Feel krazy.<br />

(Tell em bout it.)<br />

<br />

Last year was hard.<br />

But life goes on.<br />

Hold my head against the wall.<br />

Learn the right from wrong.<br />

They say my ghetto intrumental, <br />

Dextrimental to kids.<br />

As if they can't see the misery in which they live.<br />

Lately, for the outcome, damn I'm reckless.<br />

Check it. You don't have to bump this but please respect it.<br />

I took a minus and now the hard times are behind us.<br />

Turned into a plus, now they stuck livin blinded.<br />

Hennessy got me feelin bad. Time to stop drinkin.<br />

Rollin in my drop top Jag.<br />

What's that cops thinkin?<br />

Sittin in my car watch the stars and smoke.<br />

I came along way but still I got so far to go.<br />

Dear mama, don't worry. I'm a watch for snakes.<br />

They'll set you that a lover. But it's hard today.<br />

I got the letter that she sent me and I cryed for weeks.<br />

This one came out when I tryed to speak.<br />

All I heard was:<br />

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Chorus repeats<br />

<br />

1, 2, 3, 4.<br />

I see blodds and crips runnin up the hill.<br />

Lookin for a better way.<br />

My brothas and sistas it's time to bail<br />

Cuz even thug niggas pray.<br />

Hopin God hear me.<br />

I entered the game. Look how much I change.<br />

I'm no longer innocent. Casualties of fame.<br />

Made a lot of money, seen a lot of places.<br />

And I swear I seen a peaceful smile on my mama's face<br />

When I gave her the keys to her own house.<br />

This your land. Your only son done became a man.<br />

Watchin time fly. I love my people do or die.<br />

But I wonder why we scared to let each other fly.<br />

June 1-6 7-1<br />

The day mama pushed me out her womb, told me "nigga get paid."<br />

No one can understand me. The black sheep. Outcasted from myfamily.<br />

Now packin heat. I run the streets. A young runnaway.<br />

Live for the day when ya die I could hear ya say.<br />

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Chorus repeats.<br />

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God help me out here, cuz I'm posessed.<br />

I need the root of all evil for my stress.<br />

Cuz now it's like a stong prescription drug.<br />

It's got me addicted to the pleasure and the pain it'sinflicted.<br />

Something about the paper wit the pictures of the presidentshead.<br />

Damn it's like a motha fuckin plague. It spreads.<br />

It's epidemic. Forgotten, forgotten it got worse.<br />

I keep my head on straight, makin money cuz it's cursed.<br />

Makin money makes a difference day by day<br />

So I gotta stay paid, no doubt. Day in and day out.<br />

This life is like a vicious cycle called fightin to live.<br />

No matter how hard you try, it's in death.<br />

You gotta die.<br />

Bottom line: peers didn't make it to the years to come.<br />

Dear life doin right or dear life leavin dumb.<br />

Who has the answers? I wonder. I turn to my elders, <br />

They aged and experienced, but they can't even tell ya.<br />

Or tell me there'll be light at the end of the road<br />

Cuz they don't even know.<br />

A million thangs run through my mind.<br />

You ain't gotta be in jail or be doin time.<br />

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Chorus repeats<br />

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Feelin fucked up in this bitch.<br />

Smoke half a ounce to the head.<br />

Drop the top. Indo. Hawaiin. Lansbread. Buddha. All that shit.<br />

I'm fucked up in this motha fucka.<br />

And Hennessy don't help. And Hennessy don't help.<br />

Thug passion in this motha fucka.<br />

Makaveli the don puttin it down to the fullest.<br />

Maximum overload. 3 day theory.<br />

Killuminati to your body with the impact of a 12 gauge shoty.<br />

Doublized slugs. No love. Straight thugs.<br />

One time for my niggas in the jail cell.<br />

(One time for my niggas locked up.)<br />

One time for my niggas doin life in hell.<br />

One time for my niggas on Death Row.<br />

(For my niggas on Death Row. Weat side. California syle. L.A.)<br />

One time for my niggas livin broke.<br />

(You know what time it is. No doubt. Get high. Puffin on lye.<br />

Wonder if it get me high. Yeah. Crazy.)

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