16 on Death Row, Death Row That's where mothafuckas is endin' up 16 on Death Row Dear Mama, they sentenced me to death Today's my final day, I'm countin' every breath I'm bitter ‘cause I'm dying, so much I haven't seen I know you never dreamed your baby would be dead at 16 I got beef with a sick society That doesn't give a shit And they too quick to say goodbye to me They tell me the preacher's there for me He's a crook with a book That mothafucka never cared for me He's only here to be sure I don't drop a dime to God About the crimes he's committin' on the poor And how can these people judge me? They ain't my peers, and in all these years They ain't never love me I never got to be a man, must be part of some big plan To keep a nigga in the state pen And to my homies out buryin' mothafuckas Steer clear of these Aryan mothafuckas ‘Cause once they got you locked up They got you trapped, you're better off gettin' shot up I'm convinced self-defense is the way Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day I wish I would've known while I was out there Now I'm straight headin' for the chair Bye bye, I was never meant to live Can't be positive when the ghetto's where you live Bye bye, and I got no place to go Where they find me; 16 on Death Row They think they're crazy, but they ain't crazy Let's face it, shit, basically they're just playing sick They ain't shit, they ain't saying shit; spray 'em, 50! A to the K, get in the way I'll bring 2Pac and them with me And turn this day into fucking mayhem You staying with me? Don't let me lose you, I'm not tryin' to confuse you When I let loose with this Uzi And just shoot through your Isuzu You get the message? Am I getting through to you? You know what's coming? You motherfuckers don't even know, do you? Take some Big and some Pac and you mix 'em up in a pot Sprinkle a little Big L on top; what the fuck do you got? You got the realest and illest killers tied up in a knot The juggernauts of this rap shit, like it or not It's like a fight to the top just to see who'd die for the spot You put your life in this, nothing like surviving a shot Y'all know what time it is, soon as 50 signs on this dot Shit, what you know about death threats, ‘cause I get a lot Shady Records was 80 seconds away from the towers Some cowards fucked with the wrong building They meant to hit ours Better evacuate all children, it's nuclear showers There's nothing spookier You now about to witness the power 16 on Death Row Bye bye, and I got no place to go Where they find me; 16 on Death Row Check it, I grew up a fucking screw up Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and fucking blew up Chopping rocks overnight The nigga Biggie Smalls trying to turn into the black Frank White We had to grow dreads to change our description Two cops is on the milk box missing Show they toes you know they got stepped on A fist full of bullets a chest full of Teflon Run from the police picture that, nigga I'm too fat I fuck around and catch an asthma attack That's why I bust back, it don't phase me When he drops, take his Glock, and I'm Swayze I'm sentenced to the pen Remember that little bird? He snitched and told a friend It's trouble on my mind, I'm with the old-timers And fuck five-0! Blaow, blaow! Turn 'em into forty-niners Bye bye, I was never meant to live Can't be positive when the ghetto's where you live Bye bye, I was never meant to be Livin' like a thief, runnin' through the streets Bye bye, and I got no place to go Where they find me; 16 on Death Row