Intro: (Uncredited, Stress)
This is Stress reporting live from New Orleans
Now in breaking news
The world is still in shock over the shooting of 2Pac Shakur
Who died six days after being shot
And it was yet, another shocker, six months later
When a bullet claimed the life of rapper Notorious B.I.G
The rap world is in shock, wondering, what will happen next
Chorus: (Uncredited, Ed West)
I Shed Tears for the World
I Shed Tears for the World
First Verse: (Crazy)
Father please send a sign now, I can barely breath
Is it jealousy? Mixed with alcohol and weed?
Hopin' Daddy didn't curse me, when he dropped the seed
See this white man's drugs, is the black man's greed
Dear Lord I shed tears, for the whole wide World
So many people died of AIDS or either hooked on furl
What I would give to see my Uncle Rodney, for one last time
Niggas beatin' charges in the feds cuz they droppin' dimes
I keep my mind on my music and my jingles
The store's closed and I'm broke, I'm rollin' singles
Mingle with the women, if I could
Undercovers in the 'Ville tryin' to, bust my hood
Daily, I keep my Nikes on, ready for static
They keep talkin' revolution, I been had my automatic
And the President screamin' war
When the world is full of starvin' kids
Just to keep his sex life hid
I shed tears
This is Stress reporting live from New Orleans
Now in breaking news
The world is still in shock over the shooting of 2Pac Shakur
Who died six days after being shot
And it was yet, another shocker, six months later
When a bullet claimed the life of rapper Notorious B.I.G
The rap world is in shock, wondering, what will happen next
Chorus: (Uncredited, Ed West)
I Shed Tears for the World
I Shed Tears for the World
First Verse: (Crazy)
Father please send a sign now, I can barely breath
Is it jealousy? Mixed with alcohol and weed?
Hopin' Daddy didn't curse me, when he dropped the seed
See this white man's drugs, is the black man's greed
Dear Lord I shed tears, for the whole wide World
So many people died of AIDS or either hooked on furl
What I would give to see my Uncle Rodney, for one last time
Niggas beatin' charges in the feds cuz they droppin' dimes
I keep my mind on my music and my jingles
The store's closed and I'm broke, I'm rollin' singles
Mingle with the women, if I could
Undercovers in the 'Ville tryin' to, bust my hood
Daily, I keep my Nikes on, ready for static
They keep talkin' revolution, I been had my automatic
And the President screamin' war
When the world is full of starvin' kids
Just to keep his sex life hid
I shed tears
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