Pac has soo many classics but this one always stood out for me...shyt was perfect that Phil Collins Sample fits beautifully and Pac's two verses are some of his best ever
Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun stops
nikkaz is callin cops, people shot, nobody stops
I wonder when the world stopped caring last night
Two kids shot while the whole block staring
I know nikkas love to playa hate and be on some

ish when it comes to Pac...but that dude is easily the GOAT and i dont care what anyone one says
My man Yak fukkin murked it aswell
Back in the days we hustled for sneakers and beepers
Nine-six for glocks cause fiends hittin up blocks with street sweepers
Bless myself when knowin rules to these streets, somethin I learned
in school, on some Million Man March shyt for the piece/peace
True that, only one life to lead, a fast life of greed
Criminally addicted, infested since a seed
We all die, breed bleed like humans, towns run
by young guns, Outlawz and truants, shyt's deep
Turn eighteen, burn my will when I go
Burnt my body with my shotty, or chosin my dough
So while you reminiscin all nights out with the crew
Smoke a blunt for me too, I'm starin through your rearview
