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Only Fear of Death

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"Only Fear of Death." - 2Pac

Tuesday, 20 October 2026, 07:53 am

Album: R U Still Down? (Remember Me)

Track No: 13

Are you afraid to die, or do you wanna live forever?
Tell me, which one?
They wanna bury me, I'm worried, I'm losin' my mind
Look down the barrel of my 9, and my vision's blurry
Fallin' to pieces, am I guilty?
I pray to the Lord
But he ignores me, unfortunately, 'cause I'm guilty
Show me a miracle, I'm hopeless
I'm chokin' off marijuana smoke
With every toke it's like I'm losin' focus
Fallin' asleep while I'm in service, when will I die?
Forever paranoid and nervous, because I'm high
Don't mention funerals, I'm stressin' and goin' nutty
And reminiscin' 'bout them **** that murdered my buddy
I wonder when will I be happy? Ain't nothin' funny
Flashbacks of bustin' caps, anything for money
Where am I goin'?
I discovered, can't nothin' save me
My next door neighbor's havin' convo with undercovers
Put a surprise in the mailbox, hope she get it
Happy birthday, bitch, you know you shouldn't have did it
Everybody's dyin', am I next?
Who can I trust?
Will they be G's, and then look at me before they bust?
Or will they kill me while I'm sleepin'?
Two to the head while I'm in bed
Leakin' blood on my satin sheets
Is there a heaven for a baller?
I'm gettin' suspicious of this bitch
The lines busy every time I call her
Now she's tellin' me to visit
Who else is home?
I check the house before I bone, so we all alone
After I nut, I hit the highway, see ya later
To all the players, watch the fly way your **** played her
The bitch is tellin' all her homies
That I can fuck her like no other
Now them other bitches wanna bone me
I'm under pressure, gettin' drunk
Somebody help me
I drank a fifth of Hennessy, I don't think it's healthy
I see my enemies, they creepin', don't make me blast
I watch the Five-Os roll, the mothafuckas pass
By me like they know me, smilin' as they laugh
I put up my middle finger, then I dash
**** don't like me 'cause I'm thuggin'
And every day I'm a hustler lookin' to get paid
They wanna bury me, I'm worried, no need to lie
I pray to God, I don't scream when it's time to fry
Nowhere to rest, I'm losin' homies
Ain't that a bitch?
When I was rich I had clout, now a ****'s lonely
I put the pistol to my head, and say a prayer
I see visions of me dead
Lord, are you there?
Then tell me, am I lost 'cause I'm lonely?
I thought I had friends, but in the end a **** dies lonely
Nowhere to run, I'm in terror, and no one cares
A closed casket at my funeral and no one's there
Is there a future for a killer?
I change my ways
But still that don't promise me the next day
So, I stay thuggin' with a passion, forever blastin'
I'm bustin' on these mothafuckas in my madness
They wonder if I'm hell bound
Well, Hell can't be worse than this 'cause I'm in Hell now
Don't make me hurt you, I don't want to, but I will
Seen mothafuckas killed over phone bills
Never will I die, I'll be back
Reincarnated as a mothafuckin' MAC
11, 'cause in Heaven there's no shortage on G's
I'm tellin you now
You mothafuckas don't know me
Only fear of death (You ghetto ****)
Only fear of death is comin' back reincarnated
Only fear of death (You ghetto ****)
Only fear of death is comin' back reincarnated
Only fear of death (You ghetto ****)
Only fear of death is comin' back reincarnated
Only fear of death (I ain't scared to die)
Only fear of death is comin' back reincarnated
Only fear of death (You ghetto ****)
Only fear of death is comin' back reincarnated
Only fear of death (You ghetto ****)
Only fear of death is comin' back reincarnated
Only fear of death (You ghetto ****)
(You ghetto ****)
(You ghetto ****)
(You ghetto ****)
(You ghetto ****)
(You ghetto ****)
I ain't scared to die (You ghetto ****)
Do you wanna live forever? (You ghetto ****)
Are you scared to die?
Or will you scream when you fry?
I don't fear death
My only fear of death is comin' back reincarnated
This is dedicated to Mental, R.I.P
And Big Kato, R.I.P
And all the other O.G.'s who goes down
I don't fear death

Writer(s): 2Pac, Randy Walker, D. Rivers, T. Himes, W. Burns, M. Harding, George Clinton, W. Collins & Bernie Worrell.

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