Never Had A Friend Like Me (OG) by Tupac Shakur
How can I be blamed, forgive me Lord I’m insane,
In search of fame, won’t hurt to change,
Follow in the foot steps of past dealers,
Equipped with ski masks, no witnesses as we blast fearless,
Maybe now they’ll feel us, in this act of war,
More casualties, no survivors,
Any man that defies us, quickly dies, cause we Ridahs,
In my quest for chips, we wear vests,
Equipped with automatic fire, we reply when my enemies trip,
Me and you against the nation, whispering while we conversatin’
Cause niggaz died over information,
How much more can we take?
Expect us all to wait,
The world ain’t ready for us yet,
So let’s make Clinton pay,
They never wanted us to make it,
Everything that we posses,
We had to fight and take it,
I think the president is smoking weed,
Bumpin’ this beat,
Makin’ a livin’ out of my misery,
Till he got a friend like me.