Pacs' Philosophy

carry me through the barren leaves in braids of trees life is a known mystery

 

locked horns with the mere notion of joy as a bat with girl meets boy lift your head high

 

cool your jets lest I confess that life is but a test I must confess turn the radio on

 

sing a song so we all can get along smile cause it's contagious nothing outrageous

 

be engaged with your new jack swing did I hear the door bell ring

 

 

 

live long and prosper give cadence to the helper warm to shelter feeling better

 

keep ya head up dig long on Pac's philosophy in cosmic history ya see a breeze

 

dizzy in a haze thought for many days like a mouse stuck in its maze

 

Each of us is building our own dynasty living out our legacy into God you see

 

Strength comes from up above we sweep things underneath the rug gives a big hug

 

 

 

Homeboy got a nine to his head begging for bread face full of lead

 

I'm a leader and never a follower come in store lest I implore something more

 

playing our favorite song on the radio face on a pillow sniffing liquid jello

 

Hello, we must increase the beat to promote its tempo long lines being formed

 

Curse the very day you were born better wait your turn hearts to yearn

 

 

 

Spinning like a top homeboy do think a lot boogy down to the socks

 

got to be bilingual take you places to go like Kool Moe Dee making sweet history

 

faces, places & spaces...midnight traces making the Margarhetti an explosion in the mind

 

sipping on cherry wine everything is quite fine created from a great design