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**2 tha music of 2pac:until the end of time**

how many enemies must hate on me continually
until i'm free from this heartless figure of a G
no matter how hard i come it still doesnt seem enough
to bring to life the true emotions that i'm tryin 2 touch
how could it be, as i'm strugglin thru my years of puberty
seein my family struggle just to make ends meet
that i find this beautiful game of direct expression
through adviseries and peers i've learned many lessons
all of them valuable, i cherish every single one
and perhaps when i'm older, i'll share 'em with my sons
so it can be that thru real niggaz includin me
this rap game can continue to set so many free; eternally

until the end of time hook:
take these broken wings
i need your hands to come and heal me once again
so i can fly
until the end of time
until the end of time

now is it promised which emcee is to live and die
on the mic spittin lines til enemies begin to cry
look in my eyes
i've never shed a tear for a soul
that hasnt touched my life in 1 way or more
until the end of time i will bomb on so many
and remain close 2 others that are real by the plenty
lord willin i see twenty i'll drop my semis
drop my glocks leave tha block; that life is empty
we ALL need to be there for the next generation
2 beat ass when they wrong without hesitation
so they'll see that a dead end life aint tha 1 to lead
and life should be a cycle bringin life 2 lil G's; eternally

take these broken wings
i need your hands to come and heal me once again
so i can fly
until the end of time
until the end of time

lord these broken wings need to be amended
2 those i've upset with my lyrics; dont be offended
i've seen some shiesty people; they all pretended
livin tha way they do perhaps it was unintended
but u know a real niggaz able 2 for give and 2 forget
and correct all tha mistakes that they truly do regret
no more drama; no beef 2 be comprehended
beef in tha streets must cease peace is recommended
i realize that some act differently tha others
but no matter wut we should all get along as brothers
no matter how much i hated ones son; if enemies envied me
i cant hold it against 'em, shall it all be ended; eternally

take these broken wings
i need your hands to come and heal me once again
so i can fly
until the end of time
until the end of time

so much to say yet there's such very little time
to get it all out in these deep rooted rhymes
it may take a million pieces to bring old skeletons to pieces
believe this; it aint easy thats no fuckin secret
to end rivalry warfare but shit i'm more of a man
i've already proven myself cuz i've done more than he can
so consider this my peace treaty til jesus meets me
no more bein heated; sittin in ovens like baked ziti
i can now clearly learn to see; diurnally beef wasnt made for me
i should forever be care and sucker free; eternally

take these broken wings
i need your hands to come and heal me once again
so i can fly
until the end of time
until the end of time