94 / It’s Getting Worse Riky Rick

[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]
I pull up in that coupe like it was '94
What year was it man?
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