94

[Intro: 2Pac] It's gonna be too late And then that's when you've gotta pay your own karma And that's when God makes you punished. When God punishes you I feel like there's too much money here Nobody should be hitting the Lotto for $36 million when we got people starving in the streets That is not idealistic; that's just real That's stupid. There's no way Michael Jackson... Or whoever Jackson...should have a million thousand quadruple billion dollars And then there's people starving There's no way [Chorus] x2 I pull up in that coupe like it was '94 What year was it man? [Verse 1] I pull up in that coupe like it was '94 'This was '94 I would be Death Row I feel like Suge, I let my beard grow 'This was '94 we would be jack in' up Havin' moon walking, Michael Jack-in' up If this was '94 Pac would be here too Screaming Bomaye, pulling honeys in Soweto [Chorus] x2 [Verse 2] I miss my nigga Brown Dash I pray to God please bring me back my nigga Brown Dash Lord! [Chorus] x2 [Bridge] x4 I pull up in that (I pull up in that) I pull up (I pull up) [Chorus] x2 [Outro] Cause Tumi signed me, he's a G If this was '94 I would've signed with Eazy-E