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  • 2pac'ın ölümünden sonra piyasaya sürülen loyal to the game albümünden çıkan ilk single. prodüktörlüğünü eminem yapmıştır, nakaratını ise nate dogg söylemiştir. genius'a göre sözleri aşağıdaki şekildedir.

    [ıntro: 2pac]
    hahahaha, man, you crazy

    [verse 1: 2pac]
    see, it ain't easy bein' me
    life as a celebrity is less than heavenly
    ı got these fakes and these backstabbers chasing me around
    and it's always drama, whenever ı wanna get around
    momma told me, long before ı ever came up
    gotta be true to what you do and keep the game up
    ‘cause things change, and jealousy becomes a factor
    best friends at your wife's house, tryin' to mack her
    ı'm on tour, but still they keep on knockin' at my door
    and ı got no time to worry, ı'm steady wanting more
    every day is a test, yes, ı try hard
    but ı'm strugglin' with every breath, ı pray to god
    that the woman that ı left at home, all alone
    there ain't nothing like tryin' to bone, over the phone
    ın my mind ı can see her naked, ı can't take it
    got me shaking at the thought that we can make it
    ı thought you knew

    [hook: nate dogg]
    ı'm rollin' out on tour today
    you getting sad, ‘cause ı'm going away
    the chickenheads wanna play with me
    you getting mad, ‘cause you think ı'ma sway
    some of 'em cute, some of 'em fine as fuck
    ı hear 'em scream soon as ı hit the stage, nah...
    still ı be getting lonely for you
    ı'm coming home soon as ı make this pay, make this pay

    [verse 2: 2pac]
    ı call you up long distance, on the telephone
    wanna tuck you in even though ı can't make it home
    ı whisper things in your ear like you're near me
    wonder if you feel me from far away, and can you hear me?
    ıt seems to me, that you're jealous
    ‘cause ı'm hustling and making money with the fellas
    ın the backstreets, tryin' to track me, baby, hold up!
    thugs get lonely too, but ı'm a soldier
    and there's no way ı'ma stop making money
    ‘cause your attitude's changed and you're acting a little funny
    always complaining, saying we don't spend time
    can't you see ı got enough stress on my mind?
    and hanging up like you all that
    then get mad when ı tell you that ı'm busy, baby, call back
    please, ain't nothing left to say to you
    thugs get lonely too, you know


    [verse 3: 2pac]
    ı sit alone in my room, drinking without a care
    talking out loud to you, like you're there
    take your picture out my back pocket, man, it's on
    you're the first face ı wanna see when ı get home
    wanna love you 'til the sun rise, buckwild
    touching every wall in the house, thug style
    put your hands on the headboard, think of me
    drippin' sweat on top of you, sink and see
    this in your head that ı'm making love, so turn the lights down
    reminisce and relax ‘cause, baby, right now
    ı feel it in the middle of my stomach
    you whisper in my ear and baby, tell me how you really want it
    hold on tightly, watch the ceiling
    scratch my back's how you react, let me know you feel me
    ‘cause everything ı'm giving to you, is so true
    and thugs get lonely too, you know


    [outro: 2pac]
    yeah, thug life, baby! steady thuggin'
    aye, so you remember that
    next time you sweating me when ı'm on the road, baby
    thugs get lonely too
    we ain't gotta go through all this bullshitting ass problems
    ıf you wanna be real with me, be real with me
    ıf you wanna be fake, move on to the next one, that ain't me