Life Is A Traffic Jam

Eight Mile Road F/ 2Pac
 Miscellaneous
 Life Is A Taffic Jam
 (Eight Mile Road)
 Land of the Free, and home of the enslaved
 Till the concept of time
 6 hours, 22 minutes, and 3 seconds, I've been standing in this
 county line
 By the looks of the Gridlock outside
 Its gotta be about 3: 39
 Everybody rushin from place to place
 The looks on their faces ain't no different from mine
 Both of us look like we just worked a 9-5
 See, but when I clock out
 I'm not looking for stress, but for the kind share
 Since I started this county line shift,
 huh did I say shift? I mean this sentence
 I've heard nothing but sirens outside the door
 How much you want to bet there's an ambulance rushin a short man,
 O.D. man, police abused black man to the hospital?
 Now what they rushin for is my intrest?
 Rushin through traffic jam to get to emergency room traffic jam, thats
 susppose to be a free clinic
 Only to hear if you have or don't have insurance
 It ain't nuttin but survivial of the fittest
 So what they rushin for?
 And damn this man at the window is slow
 The concept of time has us all fucked, and on top of that,
 Life ain't nuttin but a traffic jam.
 (2pac)
 Life is too short, I feel trapped
 Hopping I don't get caught, watch my back
 Lost in the traffic, heartless and tragic
 Don't wanna get my ass kicked
 So I walk in this mindless state, and a don't make me feel this way
 I'll tell ya
 Life is a traffic jam, I'm stuck
 When will you realize your fucked?
 Don't try to change my ways, I'm hopeless
 Victims to the games we play, stay focused
 Wath for the crazy ride, don't lie
 High till the day we die
 I'ts my life
 Tell me if you feel me
 I'll tell ya
 Life is a traffic jam sincerely
 Stretch your mind, spoon feed your soul
 3 voices you can't control
 Remember life is a traffic jam
 Life is a traffic jam (x4)