2Pac – Until the End of Time (feat. R.L. Hugger) Lyrics

Until the End of Time

2Pac (feat. R.L. Hugger)

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"Until the End of Time." - 2Pac (feat. R.L. Hugger)

Wednesday, 21 October 2026, 01:31 am

Album: Until the End of Time

Track No: 13

Come on
Perhaps I was addicted to the dark side
Somewhere inside my childhood, witnessed my heart die
And even though we both came from the same places
The money and the fame made us all change places
How could it be? Through the misery that came to pass
The hard times make a true friend afraid to ask
For currency, but you can run to me when you need
And I'll never leave, honestly, someone to believe in, as you can see
It's a small thing to a true, what could I do?
Real homies help you get through
And come to knew he'd do the same thing if he could
'Cause in the hood, true homies make you feel good
And half the times we be actin' up, call the cops
Bringin' a cease to the peace that was on my block
It never stops when my mama ask me, will I change?
I tell her, "Yeah, but it's clear I'll always be the same, until the end of time"
Take these broken wings
I need your hands to come and heal me once again
(Until the end of time) So I can fly
Till the end of time, time
Until the end of time
Till the end of time
Please, Lord, forgive me for my life of sin
My hard stare seem to scare all my sister's kids
So you know, I don't hang around the house much
This all night money makin' got me outta touch
Shit, ain't flashed a smile in a long while
An unexpected birth worst of the ghetto childs
My attitude got me walkin' solo
Ride out alone in my lo-lo
Watchin' the whole world move in slow mo
For quiet times, disappear, listen to the ocean
Smokin' Ports, think my thoughts, then it's back to coastin'
Who can I trust in this cold world?
My phony homie had a baby by my old girl
But I ain't trippin', I'm a player, I ain't sweatin' him
I sexed his sister, had her mumble like a Mexican
His next of kin, no remorse, it was meant to happen
Besides rappin' the only thing I did good was scrappin'
Until the end of time
Take these broken wings
I need your hands to come and heal me once again
(Until the end of time) So I can fly
Fly
Till the end of time, time
Till the end of
Please
Till the end of time
Take these broken wings
I need your hands to come and heal me once again
(Until the end of time) So I can fly
Fly
Till the end of time, time
Till the end of time
Till the end of time
Now who's to say if I was right or wrong
To live my life as an outlaw all along?
Remain strong in this planet full of player haters
They conversate but Death Row full of demonstrators
And in the end, drinkin' Hennessy, made all my enemies envy me
So cold when I flow, eliminatin' easily
Fall to their knees, they plead for the right to breathe
While beggin' me to keep the peace
What I can see, closer to achieve
In times of danger don't freeze, time to be a G
Follow my lead, I'll supply everything you need
An ounce of game and the training to make a G
Remember me as an outcast outlaw
Another album out, that's what I'm about, more
Gettin' raw till the day I see my casket
Buried as a G while the whole world remembers me
Until the end of time
Take these broken wings
I need your hands to come and heal me once again
Once again
(Until the end of time) So I can fly
So I can fly away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away
Till the end of time, time
Till the end of
Till the end of time
Lord
Take these broken wings
I need your hands to come and heal me once again
Once again
(Until the end of time) So I can fly
Till the end of time, time
Till the end of time
If an angel comes down and takes me away
Memories of me and my songs will always stay
(Until the end of time) I can fly
Till the end of time
Till the end of time

Writer(s): Steven P. George, Richard James Page, John Ross Lang, 2Pac, John Lang, Johnny Jackson & Steven George.

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