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Me Against The World
LYRICS


Album - Me Against The World

Release Date - 1995

 

INTRO

Song fades in ...

[Male Reporter]

At 12:25am Wednesday, Tupac was on his way into a Time Square building to record at an eight floor studio to record with another rapper
But in the lobby Shakur was shot several times including two graze wounds to the head
Tupac's lawyers said the attack appeared to be a setup

[Female Reporter]

Against doctors orders Tupac Shakur checked himself out of the hospital less than 24 hours after being shot 5 times on the way into a Manhattan recording studio

[Male Reporter]

Tupac Shakur secures one clean legal victory this year as he's dismissed of assault charges brought against him when he allegedly shot at two off-duty Atlantic cops on Halloween last year.  The case was dismissed due to insufficient evidence

[Male Reporter]

More controvery surrounding Tupac Shakur ...

[Female Reporter]

Meanwhile, in Tupac news, at about 6:45 tonight, Shakur may have lowered his own chances of surviving the attack, by checking himself out of the hospital, that probably saved his life

[Male Reporter]

Tupac Shakur checked into the Metropolitan hospital yesterday under an assumed name, his lawyers said that he had connections, but wouldn't say what kind, that could provide top notch security for the injured rap star

[Female Reporter]

Shakur underwent surgery today ...

[Male Reporter]

The shooting of Tupac Shakur here in New York city once again underscores that violence that has surrounded this man since he shot to superstardom in the world of music and entertainment

Fades out ...

 

IF I DIE 2NITE

[Verse 1]

They say pussy and paper is poetry, power, and pistols
Plottin' on murderin' motherfuckers before they get you
Picturin' pitiful punk niggas coppin' pleas
Puffin' weed as I position myself to clock Gs
My enemies scatter in suicidal situations
Never the witness to wicked shit that they was facin'
Pockets is packed with presidents, pursue your riches
Evadin' the playa-hatin tricks, while hittin switches
Bitches is badmouthin', cuz ballin' motherfuckers is bold
but trust me holmes, the game should be sold
Sick of psychotic society, somebody save me
Addicted to drama, so even mama couldn't raise me
Even the preacher and all my teachers couldn't reach me
I run in the streets and puffin' weed with my peeps
I'm duckin' the cops, I hit the weed as I'm clutchin' my glock
Niggas is hot when I hit the block, but if I die tonite

[Chorus]

If I die 2nite
If I die 2nite
(Fuck em)
If I die 2nite
2nite's the night I get in some shit

[Verse 2]

Polishin' pistols, prepare for battle, pass the pump
When I get to poppin', niggas is droppin', and then they done
Callin' the coroner, come collect the fuckin' corpse
He got hit by a killer, preoccupied with bein boss
Revenge is the method, whenever steppin', keep a weapon close
Adversaries will overdose over deadly notes
Jealous niggas and broke bitches equal packed jails
Hit the block and fill your pockets makin' crack sales
Picture perfection pursuin' paper with a passion
Visions of prison for all the pussies that I'm blasin'
Running with criminal, individuals with no remorse
Try to stop me, my pistol posse using deadly force
In my brain, all I can think about is fame
The police know my name, a different game, ain't a thing changed
I'm seeing cemetery photos of my peers
Conversatin' like they still here, if I die tonite

[Chorus]

If I die 2nite
Scared to die nigga, is ya?
If I die 2nite
Never fear, never will I fear
If I die 2nite
2nite's the night I get in some shit

[Verse 3]

Pussy and paper is poetry, power, and pistols
Plottin on murderin motherfuckers before they get you
Pray to the heavens, .357s to the sky
And I hope I'm forgiven for Thug livin when I die
I wonder if heaven got a ghetto for thug niggas
A stress free life, and a spot for drug dealers
Pissin while practicin' how to pimp and be a player
Overdose of a dick while drinking liquor when I lay her
Pistol-whippin these simps, for bein petrified and lame
Disrespecting the game, praying for punishment and pain
Going insane, never die, I live eternal, who shall I fear?
Don't shed a tear for me nigga, I ain't happy here
I hope they bury me and send me to my rest
Headlines reading Murdered to Death, my last breath
Take a look, picture a crook, on his last stand
Motherfuckers don't understand, if I die tonite

[Chorus]

Nigga
If I die 2nite
No fear nigga, never worry
If I die 2nite
Bury me a motherfuckin G, closed casket, fuck death
If I die 2nite
You know

(Tonight's the night I get in some shit)

Killer, killer, killer
Murder, murder, murder

(Repeat two lines till fade)

 

ME AGAINST THE WORLD

It's just me against the world
(ooohhh ohhhh)
Just me against the world baby
(oooh ohhhh)
I got nothing to lose, it's just me against the world baby
(Uh huhh)
Stuck in the game, it's just me against the world

[Tupac]

Can you picture my prophecy?
Stress in the city
The cops is hot for me
The projects is full of bullets
The bodies is droppin', there ain't no stoppin me
Constantly movin while makin millions
Witnessin' killings leaving dead bodies in abandoned buildings
Carries the children cause they're illin'
Addicted to killin', a near appeal from the cap peelin'
What I'm feelin'
But will they last or be blasted, hard headed bastard
Maybe he'll listen in his casket, tha aftermath
More bodies being buried
I'm losin' my homies in a hurry, they're relocating to the cemetery
Got me worried
Stressin'
My visions bluried, the question is, will I live?
No one in the world loves me
I'm headed for danger
Don't trust strangers, put one in the chamber
Whenever I'm feelin' is anger
Don't wanna make excuses, cause this is how it is
What's the use?
Unless we're shootin' no one notices the youth
It's just me against the world baby

Chorus:
(Me against the world)
It's just me against the world baby
(oh yeah, oooh ooooh)
It's just me against the world
(Me against the world)
Cause it's just me against the world baby
(ohh, yeah hey eyyy)
Just me against the world
(ohh yeeaah)
I've got nothing to lose, it's just me against the world baby
(I've got, nothing, to lose)

[Dramacydal's verse]

Could somebody help me?
I'm out here all by myself
See ladies in stores
Baby Capone's
Livin wealthy
Pictures of my birth on the surface what I'm dreamin'
Seein' daddy seein', full of crooked demons, already crazy and screamin'
I guess them nightmares as a child
Had me scared but left me prepared
For awhile
Is there another route?
Four crooked outlaws
That are in a villain of young thugs

Everyday there's more death
plus I'm no less
I'm seein more beatings, for me to proceed with fear
Scheme on scheming and leavin' their peeps grievin'
Cause ain't no bucks ta stack up
My nuts is backed up
I'm about ta act up
Go load the mack up
Now watch me clack up
Try makin' fat cuts but yo it ain't workin
And evils lurking I can see him smirking
When I gets the purpose
So what?
Go put some work in
And make my mail
Makin' sells
Riskin' 25 with an "L"
But oh well

Chorus:
(Me against the world)
With nothing to lose, it's just me against the world
(oh yeah)
(oooh oooh)
It's just me against the world baby
(Me against the world)
I've got nothing to lose, it's just me against the world
(ohh oohh)
Heh Heh
(ooooooh ooooh)
It's just me against the world baby
(Hey, heyyy)
With nothing to lose, it's just me against the world baby
(Me against the world, ohhh, ohhh)
Me against the world
I've got nothing to lose, it's just me against the world baby
(Hey, heyyy)

[Tupac's verse]

With all this extra stressin'
The question I wonder is after death I feel my last breath
When will I finally get to rest from this oppression?
They punish the people that's askin questions
And those that possess
Steal from the ones without possessions
The message I stress
To make it stop study your lessons
Don't settle for less
Even the genius asks questions, be grateful for blessings
Don't ever change
Keep your essence
The power's in the people and the politics we address
Always do your best
Don't let this pressure make ya panic and when ya get stranded
And things don't go the way ya planned it
Dreaming of riches
In a position of makin' a difference
Politicians are hypocrites
They don't wanna listen
If I'm insane
It's the fame made a brother change
It wasn't nothin' like the game
It's just me against the world

(Me against the world)
Nothing to lose, it's just me against the world baby
(Me against the world)
Got me stuck in the game, it's just me against the world
(ooohhh ohhhh)
Nothing to lose, it's just me against the world baby
(Me against the world)

[Tupac Talking]

Laughing ...

That's right
I know it seem hard sometimes
But uh
Remember one thing
After every dark night
There's a bright day after that
So no matter how hard it get
Stick your chest out, keep your head up
And handle it

(Me against the world) 3x

 

SO MANY TEARS

I shall not fear no man but God
Though I walk through the valley of death
I shed so many tears (if I should die before I wake)
Please God walk with me (grab a nigga and take me to Heaven)

[Verse 1]

Back in elementary, I thrived on misery
Left me alone I grew up amongst a dyin breed
Inside my mind couldn't find a place to rest
until I got that Thug Life tatted on my chest
Tell me can you feel me? I'm not livin in the past, you wanna last
Be the first to blast, remember Kato
No longer with us he's deceased
Call on the sirens, seen him murdered in the streets
Now rest in peace
Is there heaven for a G? Remember me
So many homies in the cemetery, shed so many tears

[Chorus]

Ahh, I suffered through the years, and shed so many tears..
Lord, I lost so many peers, and shed so many tears

[Verse 2]

Now that I'm strugglin in this business, by any means
Label me greedy gettin green, but seldom seen
And fuck the world cause I'm cursed, I'm havin visions
of leavin here in a hearse, God can you feel me?
Take me away from all the pressure, and all the pain
Show me some happiness again, I'm goin blind
I spend my time in this cell, ain't livin well
I know my destiny is Hell, where did I fail?
My life is in denial, and when I die, 
baptized in eternal fire, shed so many tears

[Chorus]

Lord, I suffered through the years, and shed so many tears..
Lord, I lost so many peers, and shed so many tears

[Verse 3]

Now I'm lost and I'm weary, so many tears
I'm suicidal, so don't stand near me
My every move is a calculated step, to bring me closer
to embrace an early death, now there's nothin left
There was no mercy on the streets, I couldn't rest
I'm barely standin, bout to go to pieces, screamin peace
And though my soul was deleted, I couldn't see it
I had my mind full of demons tryin to break free
They planted seeds and they hatched, sparkin the flame
inside my brain like a match, such a dirty game
No memories, just a misery
Paintin a picture of my enemies killin me, in my sleep
Will I survive till the mo'nin, to see the sun
Please Lord forgive me for my sins, cause here I come...

[Chorus]

Lord, I suffered through the years (God) and shed so many tears..
God, I lost so many peers, and shed so many tears

[Verse 4]

Lord knows I.. tried, been a witness to homicide
Seen drivebys takin lives, little kids die
Wonder why as I walk by
Broken-hearted as I glance at the chalk line, gettin high
This ain't the life for me, I wanna change
But ain't no future right for me, I'm stuck in the game
I'm trapped inside a maze
See this Tanqueray influenced me to gettin crazy
Disillusioned lately, I've been really wantin babies
so I could see a part of me that wasn't always shady
Don't trust my lady, cause she's a product of this poison
I'm hearin noises, think she fuckin all my boys, can't take no more
I'm fallin to the floor; beggin for the Lord to let me in
to Heaven's door -- shed so many tears
(Dear God, please let me in)

Lord, I've lost so many years, and shed so many tears..
I lost so many peers, and shed so many tears
Lord, I suffered through the years, and shed so many tears..
God, I lost so many peers, and shed so many tears

 

TEMPTATIONS

Yo Mo B man, drop that shit!

"Heyyyy!  Heyy-ayyaahhyy" --> Erick Sermon (Redman's "Watch Yo' Nugget")
        (sample repeats until first verse)

You know what time, boo-yaow
I know it's time for you
So grab one by the hand youknowhatI'msayin
And uhh, throw up that finger
Ay yo yo yo throw y'all fingers up!
Thug style baby, Thug style y'know?

[Verse One]

Tell me baby are you lonely?  Don't wanna rush ya
I can help ya if ya only, let me touch ya
If I'm wrong love tell me, cause I get caught up
and the life I live is Hell see, I never thought I'd see
the day when I would calm down, you ain't heard
I've been known to clown and Get Around, that's my word
See you walkin and you lookin good, yes indeed
Got a body like a sex fiend, you're killin me
witcha attitude to match right, don't be phony
cause I hate when you act like, you don't know me
I've be stressin in the spotlight, I want the fame
but the industry's a lot like, a crap game
Ain't no time for commitment, I gotta go
Can't be wit you every minute miss, another show
And even though I'm known for my one night stand
(Look here)
I wanna be an honest man, but temptations go...

[Chorus]

"Heyyyy!  Heyy-ayyaahhyy" --> Erick Sermon (Redman's "Watch Yo' Nugget")
        (sample repeats until second verse)

Throw up the finger!
And all my homies go..
Throw them the finger!
Ya know what baby it's like

*singing*
I know you've been searchin for someone
To make you happy, and get the job done
You say you need it, a man with money
But I can't be there, and will you still care

[Verse Two]

Will I cheat or will I be committed, heaven knows
Gettin weak and I wanna hit it, so here I go
in my ride and I'm all in, gettin high
I can hear the people callin, I'm passin by
Everybody knows I'm ball-in, and to God
Gotta keep myself from fall-in, but it's hard
All the cuties know I'm under pressure, what do I do
Gettin shaky when she pull the dress up, and say it's cool
Should I stroke or should I wait a while, you decide
If you tell me that you don't want it, that's a lie
Move close and let me whisper, some dirty words
in your ears as I kiss ya, on every curve
Slow down baby don't rush, I like the slow thing
Can't hold it any longer, so let it go
Open the gates, do you wanna fall up in heaven
Don't worry, I let myself in, all I heard was...

[Chorus]

"Heyyyy!  Heyy-ayyaahhyy" --> Erick Sermon (Redman's "Watch Yo' Nugget")
        (sample repeats until third verse)

Give em the finger!
All my homies go..
Throw your fingers up!
That's just the Thug in me girl, you know
Peep out all my homies, y'know, it's like

*singing*
I know you've been searchin for someone
To make you happy, and get the job done
You say you need it, a man with money
But can't be there, and will you still care

[Verse Three]

A lot of people think it's easy, to settle down
Got a woman that'll please me, in every town
I don't wanna but I gotta do it, the temptation
got me ready to release the fluid, sensation
sit down and conversate like you know me, take my hand
Cause even Thugs get lonely, understand
Even the hardest of my homies need attention
Catch you blowin up the telephone, reminiscin
I wanna take you to the movies, and the park
Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the dark
Now that's passion, hold me tight
Don't need lights, I can see you by the moonlight
I know your man ain't lovin you right
You're lonely and depressed you need a Thug in your life
Enough talkin, you want me to leave, I'll get to walkin
See you later, cause baby I'm a player, and all I heard was

[Chorus]

"Heyyyy!  Heyy-ayyaahhyy" --> Erick Sermon (Redman's "Watch Yo' Nugget")
        (sample repeats until the end)

Give em the finger
And all my homies go.. yo this how we gonna do this in the nine-trey y'know?
Throw your fingers up
Y'know?  They gonna peep this, this how we run game on you
Check it out

*singing*
Everybody, heyy, alright
Heyy, heyyyeah, heyyyayyy, ohh

Na mean
All my niggaz go
Uptown in the
Give em the finger!
Throw your hands up
Up in oak town
Give em the finger!

 

YOUNG NIGGAZ

I wanna dedicate this one to Robert 'Yummy' Sanderford
and all other lil' young niggaz that's in a rush to be gangstas

[Verse 1]

As a young nigga, I'm almost ?swellin? in the wind
Give anything, to be that innocent again, when I was ten
I didn't bang but I was hangin with the homies
tell them niggaz started slangin that they don't know me
I got my hustle on, learned to ignore what couldn't pay me
Lately I've been tryin to make a bill-ion, can you play me
with that jealousy they need to miss me, don't sweat me
If them cowards really want me, come get me, and even I
someday will die but I'm cautious, I'm fin' to ride
Put down the top, now we flossin
Hit the freeway, let the wind blow, drop the window
Workin with a twenty sack of endo, feelin good
Stop through the hood, grab the young thugs
And I can't help but reminisce back when we slung drugs, know it's bad
but all we had was our hopes and dreams
Couldn't see unless we learned to slang dope to fiends
as young niggaz

[Chorus]

(He's the kind of G like everybody knows)
As a young nigga
(He's always G'd up, from head to toe)
My memories as a young nigga
(Always shining chrome like Al Capone)
Young nigga
(He's the downest G I've ever known)

[Verse 2]

Back in Junior High, when we was barely gettin by, when daddy died
That's when my momma started gettin high
My neighborhood was full of drivebys, couldn't survive
All our homies livin short lives, I couldn't cry
Told my momma if I did die, just put a blunt in my casket
let me get my dead homies high
Come follow me throughout my history, it's just
Me Against the World stuck in misery, as a young nigga
My only thing was to be paid
Life full of riches avoid snitched cause they shady, back in the days
We always found the time to play,
but that's before they taught them gangbangers how to spray
Not just L.A., but in the Bay and in Chicago and even St. Louis
Every stadium that I go, when will they change?
Stuck in the game like a dumb nigga
Remember how it was, to be a young nigga

[Chorus]

(He's the kind of G like everybody knows)
As a young nigga
( He's always G'd up, from head to toe)
My memories as a young nigga
( Always shining chrome like Al Capone)
Young nigga
( He's the downest G I've ever known)

[Tupac talking]

I'm tellin you..
.. to be young, have your brains and have every limb and all that
Yo, y'all niggaz don't know how good you really do got it
Muh'fuckers need to just calm down
and peep what the fuck they wanna do for the rest of their life
'Fore you end your life before you BEGIN your life
You dumb nigga

[Verse 3]

Now that I'm grown, I got my mind on bein somethin
Don't wanna be another statistic, out here doin nuttin
Tryin to maintain in this dirty game, keep it real
and I will even if it kills me, my young niggaz
break away from these dumb niggaz
Put down the guns and have some fun nigga, the rest'll come nigga
Fame is a fast thang, that gangbangin
puttin niggaz in a casket, murdered for hangin
at the wrong place at the wrong time, no longer livin
Cause he threw up the wrong sign, and every day
I watch the murder rate increases, and even worse
the epidemic and diseases, what is the future?
The projects lookin hopeless, where
more and more brothers givin up and don't care
Sometimes I hate when brothers act up, I hit the weed
and I proceed to blow the track up, for young niggaz

(He's the kind of G like everybody knows)
For these young niggaz
(He's always G'd up, from head to toe)
My memories as a young nigga
(He always shining chrome like Al Capone)
Take it slow nigga, it's for the young niggaz
(He's the downest G I've ever known)
As a young nigga

(He's the kind of G like everybody knows)
( He's always G'd up, from head to toe)
My memories as a young nigga
( Always shining chrome like Al Capone)
Young nigga
( He's the downest G I've ever known)

[Tupac talking overlaps singing last four lines]

This go out to the young thugs, the have-nots (you know)
Little bad motherfuckers from the block (that's right)
Them niggaz that's thirteen and fourteen
Drivin Cadillac's, Benzes and shit (I see you boy)
Young motherfuckin hustlers (make that money boy)
Stay strong nigga
You could be a fuckin accountant, not a dope dealer
youknowhatI'msayin? (Go to school nigga, go to school)
Fuck around and, you pimpin out here
You could be a lawyer (really doe)
Niggaz gotta get they priorities straight
(Don't see Johnny Cochran out in this motherfucker)
Really doe.. young niggaz.. little RahRah
(sup nigga) Especially my little cousins don't be no dumb guy
(Don't be a dumb nigga, listen, young niggaz)

* singers freestyle and skat to the end of the song *

 

HEAVY IN THE GAME

{all parts with Lady Levi speaking are strictly best guess}

*1 [Eboni Foster] Game's been good to me
*2 [Eboni Foster] I don't care what it did to them
The game's been good to me

[Lady Levi]
Oh, you think life is yours?
Life ain't na somethin you can fool around with
Ooh come na ordinary game
Da game na somethin you can fool around with
Me's a player you know?
I do not, play in no game
Me just, make money, dollars, every time see it?

Verse One: 2Pac

Now how can I explain how this game laced, plus with this fame
I got enemies do anything to break me, my attitude changed
Got to the point where I was driven, twenty-four/seven
Money's my mission, just a nigga tryin to make a livin
These busta tricks don't want no mail
They spendin they riches on skanless bitches
who'll stay petrified in jail
It's hell, plus all the dealers want a meal ticket
Jealous-ass bitches, playa-hatin but we still kick it
Always keep my eyes on the prize, watch the police
Seen so much murder, neighborhoods gettin no sleep
But still, I get my money on major, continuously
Communicatin through my pager, niggaz know me
Don't have no homies cause they jealous, I hustle solo
Cause when I'm broke I got no time for the fellas, listen
Ain't nothin poppin 'bout no broke nigga, I ain't no joke
Fuck what they say and get your dough nigga
Heavy in the game *1

[Lady Levi]
Who da bumba claat him a come try take mine?
Oooh, me see you rushin up *1
I throw 'im blood claat P.M. to A.M.
All, all da bumba come ya take dis ting 
for ya take dis ting for joke? *2
Oh! Dat's right

Verse Two: Richie Rich

Well lemme shoot some of this how heavy type of shit..
Certain niggaz wanna stick to the game, yousea trick to the game
Waitin upon your turn, so when will you learn?
Ain't no turns given, niggaz be twistin and takin shit
Puttin they sack down, then puttin they mack down
Me myself I hustle with finesse yes I'm an Oakland baller
Rule number one: check game, and fo' sho' you gon' respect game
Be yo' own nigga meanin buy yo' own dope
Cause that front shit is punk shit, somethin I never funked with
Be true to this game and this game will be true to you
That's real shit; disrespect, see what this here do to you
That jackin and robbin, despisin your homie
ain't healthy, niggaz be endin up dead 'fore they get wealthy
But not me though, I'm sewin somethin major
so what I reap is boss -- that's why my public status is floss
Went from a, young nigga livin residential
to a, young nigga workin presidential *1

[Lady Levi]
Me nigga Tu-pac ALWAYS look good
You know that's true 'im look good every time
Ooh, pussy war? Step up *1
Can yi know I'm servin up blood claat
playin yi fuckin games
Ooh, we take game, we WON *2
Any by now, all, yi haffa forget fi we WON
Every time

Verse Three: 2Pac

I'm just a young black male, cursed since my birth
Had to turn to crack sales, if worse come to worse
Headed for them packed, jails, or maybe it's a hearse
My only way to stack mail, is out here doin dirt
Made my decisions do or die, been hustlin since junior high
No time for askin why, gettin high, gettin mine
Put away my nine, cause these times call for four-five sales
cause life is hell and everybody dies
What about these niggaz I despise -- them loud talkin cowards 
shootin guns into crowds, jeopardizin' lives
Shoot em right between them niggaz eyes, it's time to realize
follow the rules or follow them fools that die
Everybody's tryin to make the news, niggaz confused
Quit tryin to be an O.G. and pay your dues
If you choose to apply yourself, go with the grain
and come the riches and the bitches and the fame
Heavy in the game *1

[Lady Levi]
Boy, ya nah bitch!
Major that's true we look good every time
when we at Beers Diamond
and Tupac drives vintage car *1
And fi dem frame dem look good, oh no?
This whole world ya call on
gonna mass on a face *2
For any, section of bumba ras claat, oh!
Flush it! .. Oh!
Nobody wan come test me y'know
true dem we a drive pretty car
Wanna no part of any ting
and now you wan come drown a gun
But ya see we know, you haffa show 'im MAXIMUM respect
for when a blood claat run or when a pussy walk up
we look good everytime
Nuff dollars, DOLLARS
Y'know about dollars dem right?
But we nah talk no shit
We haffa walk de walk for we a talk, see it?
Cause action, action speak louder dan words
You know da record!
Don't blood claat ting at ALL

 

LORD KNOWS


Damn, another funeral, another motherfucker
Lord knows * 'Pac is choking on blunt smoke *
Lord knows * coughing harder *
Lord knows * one final cough *

[Verse 1]

I smoke a blunt to take the pain out
And if I wasn't high, I'd probably try to blow my brains out
I'm hopeless, they shoulda killed me as a baby
And now they got me trapped in the storm, I'm goin crazy
Forgive me; they wanna see me in my casket
and if I don't blast I'll be the victim of them bastards
I'm losin hope, they got me stressin, can the Lord forgive me
Got the spirit of a thug in me
Another sip of that drink, this Hennessey got me queasy
Don't wanna hurl, young nigga take it easy
Picture your dreams on a triple beam, and it seems
don't underestimate the power of a fiend
To my homies on the block
slangin rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box
When you're runnin from the cops -- and never look back
If they could be black, then they would switch
Open fire on them busta-ass bitches, and Lord knows...

[Chorus]

(Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
Lord knows * coughing again *
(He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
The Lord knows * still coughing *
(He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
The Lord knows
(He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)

[Verse 2]

I wonder if the Lord will forgive me and bury me a G
I couldn't let my adversaries worry me
and every single day it's a test, wear a bulletproof vest
and still a nigga stressin over death
If I could choose when a nigga die, figure I'd
take a puff on the blunt, and let my trigga fly
When everyday it's another death, with every breath,
it's a constant threat, so watch yo' step!
You could be next if you want to, who do you run to?
Murderin niggaz, look what it's come to
My memories bring me misery, and life is hard 
in the ghetto, it's insanity, I can't breath
Got me thinkin, what do Hell got?
Cause I done suffered so much, I'm feelin shell-shocked
And driveby's an everyday thang
I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin game
and Lord knows...

[Chorus]

(Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
Lord knows
(He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
Lord knows!
(He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
The Lord knows
(He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)

[Verse 3]

One-time! One-time!
Fuck the five-oh cause they after me
Kill me if they could, I'll never let em capture me
Done lost too many niggaz to this gangbangin
Homies died in my arms, with his brains hangin, fucked up!
I had to tell him it was alright, and that's a lie
and he knew it when he shook and died, my God
Even though I know I'm wrong man
Hennessey make a nigga think he strong, man (heh heh)
I can't sleep, so I stay up, don't wanna fuck them bitches
Try to calm me down, I ain't givin up
I'm gettin lost in the weed, man, gettin high
Livin everyday, like I'm gon' die (gon' die, gon' die)
I smoke a blunt to take the pain out, and if I wasn't high
probably try to blow my brains out
Lord knows...

[Chorus]

(Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
Lord knows!
(He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
Lord knows.. Jesus..
(He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
(He is listening! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)

(Lord knows.. Lord knows.. he he.. he.. he.. heeee...)
(Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
(Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
(Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
(Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)

 

DEAR MAMA

You are appreciated

[Verse One]

When I was young me and my mama had beef
Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets
Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face
Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place
Suspended from school; and scared to go home, I was a fool
with the big boys, breakin all the rules
I shed tears with my baby sister
Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids
And even though we had different daddy's, the same drama
When things went wrong we'd blame mama
I reminisce on the stress I caused, it was hell
Huggin on my mama from a jail cell
And who'd think in elementary?
Heeey! I see the penitentiary, one day
Runnin from the police, that's right
Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside
And even as a crack fiend, mama
You always was a black queen, mama
I finally understand
for a woman it ain't easy, tryin to raise a man
You always was committed
A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it
There's no way I can pay you back
But the plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

Chorus: Reggie Green & "Sweet Franklin" w/ 2Pac *

Lady... 
Don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady
Dear mama
Place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated
Don't cha know we love ya?

[Verse Two]

Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair
No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn't there
He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger
wouldn't let me feel for a stranger
They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along
I was lookin for a father he was gone
I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs
They showed a young brother love
I moved out and started really hangin
I needed money of my own so I started slangin
I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks
It feels good puttin money in your mailbox
I love payin rent when the rent's due
I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you
Cause when I was low you was there for me
You never left me alone because you cared for me
And I could see you comin home after work late
You're in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot plate
Just workin with the scraps you was given
And mama made miracles every Thanksgivin'
But now the road got rough, you're alone
Tryin' to raise two bad kids on your own
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

Chorus: Reggie Green & "Sweet Franklin" w/ 2Pac *

Lady... 
Don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady
And dear mama
Place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated
Don't cha know we love ya?

[Verse Three]


Pour out some liquor and I reminisce, cause through the drama
I can always depend on my mama
And when it seems that I'm hopeless
You say the words that can get me back in focus
When I was sick as a little kid
To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did
And all my childhood memories
Are full of all the sweet things you did for me
And even though I act craaazy
I gotta thank the Lord that you made me
There are no words that can express how I feel
You never kept a secret, always stayed real
And I appreciate, how you raised me
And all the extra love that you gave me
I wish I could take the pain away
If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day
Everything will be alright if ya hold on
It's a struggle everyday, gotta roll on
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated

Chorus: Reggie Green & "Sweet Franklin" w/ 2Pac *

Lady... 
Don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady
And dear mama
Place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated
Don't cha know we love ya?

Sweet lady
And dear mama

Dear mama
Lady (3X)

 

IT AIN'T EASY

[Verse 1]

Keepin it real ...

I take a shot of Hennessey now I'm strong enough to face the madness
Nickel bags full of sess weed laced with hash
Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side
Two childhood friends just died
I couldn't cry
A damn shame, when will we ever change
And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brain
Arguments with my boo it's true
I spend more time with my niggas then I do with you
But everywhere it's the same thang
That's the game, I'll be damned if a thang changed
Fuck the fame
I'll be hustling to make a million
Lord knows, ain't no love for us ghetto children
So we cold, rag top slowin' down time to stop for gas
Beep my horn for a hoochie with a proper ass
Ugh, it ain't easy
That's my motto
Drinkin' Tangeray straight out the bottle
Everybody wanna know if I'm insane
My baby mama gotta mind full of silly games
And all the drama got me stressin' like I'm hopeless
I can't cope, me and the homies smokin' roaches
Cause we broke late night hangin' out till the sunrise gettin high
Watchin' the cops roll by
It ain't easy, that's right

[Chorus] (3X)

It ain't easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary
Or will I stay free?

[Verse 2]

I can't sleep niggas plottin' on me
Kill me while I'm dreaming wake up sweaty and screaming
Cause I can hear them suckas scheming
Probably paranoid, problem is I'm supposed to be fantasizing
A brother bite the bullet open fire and I died I wonder why this the way it is
Even now looking for killa kids
Cause they wild, Bill Clinton can you recognize a nigga representin'
Doin' 20 to life in San Quentin
Gettin calls from my nigga Mike Tyson
Ain't nuttin' nice
Yo Pac, "Do something righteous with your life"
And even tho' you innocent you still a nigga
So they figure rather have behind bars then triggas
But I'm hold ya down and holla Thug Life"
Lickin' shots till I see my niggas free on my block

No, it ain't easy
Till I see my niggas free
On the block
Uh, it ain't easy

[Chorus] (3X)

It ain't easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary
Or will I stay free?

[Verse 3]

Lately, I've been reminiscing about peppermint snaps
And Junior High hit the block
Keepin' eyes on the cops
While G-Boy slang rocks
Just a project kid without a conscience
I'm having dreams
Of hearing screams at my concerts
Meetin' all my childhood peers
Through the years tryin' to stack a little green
I was only seventeen when I started servin' fiends
And I wish there was another way to stack a dollar
Sold my Impala cause these hard times make me wanna holler
Will I live to see tomorrow?
Am I fallin' off?
I hit the weed and then proceed to say, fuck all a y'all
Ain't nobody down with me I'm thuggin'
I can't go home
Cause mutha-fuckas think I'm buggin'
So now I'm in this high powered cell at the county jail
Punk judge got a grudge
Can't post no bail
What, do I do in these county blues
Gettin' battered and bruised
By the you know who
And these fakes get the shakin' when they face me
Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace me
Sittin' in this livin' hell
Listenin' to niggas yell
Tryin' to torture 'em to tell
I'm gettin' mail
But ain't nobody sayin' much
The same old nuts is makin' bucks
While these sluts is gettin' fucked
They violated my probation
And it seems I'll be going on a long vacation
Meanwhile... It ain't easy
No ...

[Chorus] (5X)

It ain't easy, being me
Will I see the penitentiary
Or will I stay free?

 

CAN U GET AWAY

Tupac: Wussup, it's Tupac. Can u get away? Let me come swoop you up
Female: You know I gotta man.
Tupac: I know you gotta man, but he won't mind if I take you out.
Female: Of course, he gonna mind.
Tupac: Let me take you to lunch, I'll have you back before he even get home, before anybody see.
Female: I can't.
Tupac: Aww, come on.
Female: He won't let me.
Tupac: Pleeeease....
Female: Naa.
Tupac: Aight.  What's wrong with your eye? Why you got on glasses?

[Verse 1]

Ever since I met ya
I can't beat tha pressure
It's like your man don't understand
All he does is stress ya
I can see your state of misery
from the introduction
Ain't nobody suckin' and touchin'
Just this harmless discussion
Maybe we can see a better way find a brighter day
Late night phone conversations
Would that be ok?
I don't wanna take up all your time being next in line
Tell me your size and let me find things with you in mind
I can see your cautious and I'm careful not ta scare ya
The anticipation of love makin' got ya shakin' when I'm standin' near ya
Use of precision will prepare ya
In case you get scared just ask the man in the mirror
Now the pictures gettin' clearer all he does is hit ya hard
I tell ya to leave him
And you tell me keep my faith in god
I don't understand I just wanna bring ya home
I wonder should I leave you alone and find a woman of my own
All the homies tell me that you don't deserve it
I contemplate
But in my heart I know you worth it
Tell me can u get away?

[Chorus]

Ebony. Can you get away? C'mon. Let's go.
Can you get away?

Can you get away?

So much pressure in the air
(I know, I know)
And I can't get away
(Just for a little while love)
I'm not happy here
(I know it's hard though)

Can you get away?

So much pressure in the air
(Lets go man, get up outta there)
(Can you get away)
And I can't get away
(Do you love him?  Do you love that man?)
I'm not happy here

[Verse 2]

Could it be my destiny to be lonely
And checkin' for these hoochies that be on me cause they phony
But with you it's different
I got no need to be suspicious
Cause I can tell, my life with you would be delicious
The way ya lick ya lips and shake ya hips got me addicted
I'm sittin' here hoping that we can find some way to kick it
Even though I got your digits gotta struggle to resist it
And slowly advance
And here's my chance not to miss it
You blow me kisses
When he ain't lookin now your hearts tookin'
My only wish is that you change your mind and he get shook
I wanna take you there but you scared to follow
Come see tomorrow
Hopin' I can take you through the pain and sorrow
Let you know I care
That someone's there for your struggle
Depend on me, when you have needs or there's trouble
I wanna give you happiness and maybe even more
I told you before
No time to waste
We can hook up at the store
Can you get away ?

[Chorus]
So much pressure in the air
(I know there is)
And I can't get away
(Yeah you can)
I'm not happy here
(You ain't happy)

Can you get away?

So much pressure in the air
(Got him beatin' on ya)
And I can't get away
(Punching you, throwing you around the house)
I'm not happy here

[Verse 3]

I feel like reminiscin' and I hope your listenin'
In the position of pressure and awkward competition
Me and you
Was meant to be my destiny
No longer lonely
Cause now it's all for you and me
All I can see
A happy home that's my fantasy
But my reality is problems with your man and me
What can I do?
Don't wanna lose you to this sucker
Cause if he touch ya
I got some drama for that busta
Don't wanna rush ya
But make your mind up fast
Nobody knows or who controls
Will it last?
Before I ask
I hope you see that I'm sincere
And even if you stay with him today I'm still here
I refuse to give up cause I believe in what we share
Your livin' in prison and what he's giving can't compare
Cause everything I feel for you I wanna let you know
Passion would be yours and I'll never let you go
Tell me can you get away ?

[Chorus]
So much pressure in the air
(Can you get away?)
And I can't get away
(Why?)
I'm not happy here
(Let me take you away)
(All I wanna know, can you get away?)

Can you get away?

So much pressure in the air
(Man)
And I can't get away
(Course you can get away)
I'm not happy here

[Tupac Speaking]

If you really wanted to get away, you could get away
You ain't got to go through all this drama and this stress
With this old half a man, you know what I'm sayin?
I ain't tryin to put you in a position where you gotta give up your lifestyle for everything to leave the man
He ain't even takin care of you
He beatin' on you and shit
Look how you look
Some motherfucker you are to be with that nigga, you know what I'm sayin?
Shake that sucker to the left let me show you what this life is really about
You know what I'm sayin
You need to be on first class
You need to be goin' to Hawaii and seeing the world and seeing what this world got to offer you
Not goin to, you know what I'm sayin, the emergency room and getting stitches cause this nigga done got jealous
Don't cry, it's all good

Shake that nigga
Get away

Can you take me from here
Can you take me from here

I'm unhappy here
And I need you to show me love
Because there's so much pressure now, oohh
And I need to get away, a hay

 

OLD SKOOL

[Tupac Talking]

Here we go we gonna send this one out to the old school
All these motherfuckas in the Bronx and Brooklyn and Staten Island
Queens and all the motherfukas that laid it down the foundation
Ya know what I'm sayin
Nothin' but love for tha old school
Dats who we gonna do this one for ya feel me
 
[Chorus]
What mo' can I say, I wouldn't be here today
If tha old school didn't pave the way
What mo' can I say, I wouldn't be here today
If tha old school didn't pave the way
What mo' can I say, I wouldn't be here today
If tha old school didn't pave the way
(Nothing like the old school) 2x
What mo' can I say, I wouldn't be here today
If tha old school didn't pave the way

[Verse 1]
 
I remember Mr. Magic Flash, Grand Master Cash, LL raisin' hell
But it didn't last
Eric B. and Rakim was
Da shit ta me
I'd flip to see a Dougie Fresh Show with Rickie G
And Red Alert was puttin' in work
And Chuck Chill had my homies on the hill gettin' ill
When shit was real
Well I can still remember Raw, with Daddy Cain
When De La Soul was puttin' potholes in the game
I can't explain how it was
Whodini had me puffin' on dat buddha gettin' buzzed
Cause there I was
Them block parties in the projects and on my block
And tic ya don't stop ya sippin' on dat private stock
And through my speakers Queen Latifah
and MC Lyte
Listen to Treach and KRS ta get me through the night
With Te La Rock and Madtronics with Stetsasonic
Remember when Push it was da bomb shit
Nothin' like tha old school
 
[Chorus]

What mo' can I say, I wouldn't be here today
If tha old school didn't pave the way
(Ain't nothing like the old school)
What mo' can I say, I wouldn't be here today
If tha old school didn't pave the way
(Nothing like the old school)
What mo' can I say, I wouldn't be here today
If tha old school didn't pave the way
(Hmm, hmm ... there ain't nothing like the old school)
What mo' can I say, I wouldn't be here today
If tha old school didn't pave the way
(Nothing like the old school)
What mo' can I say, I wouldn't be here today
If tha old school didn't pave the way
(There ain't nothing like the old school)
What mo' can I say, I wouldn't be here today
If tha old school didn't pave the way
(Nothing like the old school)
What mo' can I say, I wouldn't be here today
If tha old school didn't pave the way

[Verse 2]

Heh heh.
 
I had Shell toes and BVD's
A killa preacha shot my lees when I hit da streetz
I'm playin' Skelly, Ring-a-levio when and catch a kiss
Before my homies in my hood learned ta smack a bitch
I remember
Way back
Da weak weed they had, too many seeds in da trade bag
I'm on a train headin' uptown
Freestylin' with some wild kids from Bucktown
Profilin' cuz da hoochies was starin', checkin' what a niggaz wearin'
I'm wonderin' if dats her hair
I remember stick ball
Humpin' hoochies on da wall
Or takin' leaks up on da steps stinkin' up da hall
Through my childhood wild as a juvenile
A young nigga tryin' ta stay away from Riker's Isle
Me and my homies breakin' ice tryin' ta keep it true
Out on da roof sippin' 90 proof
Ain't nothin' like da old school
 
[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

Remember Poppin and Lockin with Curtis Blow
The Daybelts
And Skat la Rock da super hole back in latin corners
When Slick Rick was spittin' Lodi Dodi
Gaming tha hoochies at da neighborhood block parties
I remember breakdancin' to Mel E Mel
Jeckyl and Hyde, LL when he rocked da bells
Forget the TV
I'd rather hit tha streets and do graffiti
Be careful don't let the transit cops see me
It ain't nothin' like tha old school

[Chorus]

 
[Tupac Talking]

Remember seein' Brooklyn go crazy up in the motherfuckin party?
Remember Mothafuckas used ta go "Is Brooklyn in da House" and motherfuckas would lose they god damn minds
That's tha old school to me
(SUPER ROB)
That's what I'm sayin' I remember goin' places and mothafukas was scared to say they was from anywhere but Brooklyn
That shit was da bomb back in da motherfuckin' old school nigga
Remember Skelly niggas knockin' niggaz out the box, popin' boxes
(MY ADIDAS)
Remember stick ball
Remember niggaz used to run dat shit like that?
Remember
(L.L. COOL J IS HARD AS HELL)
screamin' up at ya moms from da window?
The Ice cream trucks
Remember all the..
Remember the Italian Icees yo
Remember the Italian Icees
The spanish niggas comin' down with the coconut icees and shit?
(I CAME THROUGH DA DOOR SAID IT BEFORE.. DAT WAS DA SHIT)

 

FUCK THE WORLD

(What you say?)

[Verse 1]

Who you callin' rapist?
Ain't that a bitch
You devils
Are so two faced
Wanna see me locked in chains
Dropped in shame
And gettin stopped by these crooked cops again
Fuckin' with the young black male
Tryin' ta stack mail
And um
Stay away from the
Packed jails
Told the judge I'm in danger
And that's why I had that .45 with one in the chamber
Fuck the World

[Chorus]

(Their tryin' ta say that I don't care)
I woke up screamin' fuck the world
(Their tryin' ta say that I don't care)
Just woke up and screamed fuck the world
(Their tryin' ta say that I don't care)
I woke up and screamed fuck the world
(Their tryin' ta say that I don't care)
Just got up and screamed fuck the World

[Verse 2]

When I was coming up rough that wasn't even what you called it
That's why I smoke blunts now and run with alcoholics
I'm gettin' threats to me
Commin' from my enemies
And in their dreams
It's, hell where they sending me
Have I lost control or just another soul?
A car full of motherfuckers when we roll
Sippin' on gak as I sit back (yesss)
Life as a big mack
Brothers come up and say "you did that?"
Never take your eyes off the prize
And even if you gettin' high (high)
Don't ever hesitate to try
Cause you could fall off or stay ballin'
Niggas we all in
And then my mothafuckers callin ...
Fuck the World

[Chorus]

(Their tryin' ta say that I don't care)
I woke up and screamed fuck the world
(Their tryin' ta say that I don't care)
Just woke up and screamed fuck the world
(Their tryin' ta say that I don't care)
I got up and screamed fuck the world
(Their tryin' ta say that I don't care)
I woke up and screamed fuck the World

(There trying to say that I don't care ...)

Man
Fuck the world

[Verse 3]

Fuck tha World

Damn, they wanna label me a menace
Cause I'm sittin' here sippin' on Guinness
Weighin' 165
And these tricks should die
For being jealous of a brotha when he rides
I can see it in your eyes
You wanna see a young player falling
They hate ta see a nigga ballin'
Some of you suckers is rotten
Plotten on what I got
And then you wonder why I shot him (booya)
Please stop given game for free
You wanna hang with me
Like being a thug is tha thang ta be
But I got love for my homies
Tha G's and macks
And if your black
Ya better stay strapped nigga
Fuck the world...

[Chorus]

(Their tryin' ta say that I don't care)
I woke up and screamed fuck the world
(Their tryin' ta say that I don't care)
I woke up and screamed fuck the world
(Their tryin' ta say that I don't care)
Got up and screamed fuck the world

Heh heh

Fuck tha World

Fuck it ...

I hear my niggas screamin' fuck the world ...

[Verse 4]

They wanna know if I claim the click
That I'm hangin' with
And if I'm down with this bangin' shit
Well, homie I don't give a fuck if ya blood or cuz
Long as ya got love for thugs
But don't try ta test me out
Stall that
Homie this is thug life nigga and we all strapped
I been through hell and back
And if I fell, black
Then it's
Back to the corner where we sell crack
Some of you niggas is bustas
You runnin' around with these tramp ass bitches don't trust her
But don't cry
This world ain't prepared for us
A straight thug mothafucker who ain't scared to bust
Fuck the World

[Chorus]

(Their tryin' ta say that I don't care)
I woke up and screamed fuck the world
(Their tryin' ta say that I don't care)
I woke up screaming fuck the world
(Their tryin' ta say that I don't care)
I woke up screaming fuck the world
(Yeah what's going on)

Fuck the World

(I don't care)
(I don't care)

Fade ...

 

DEATH AROUND THE CORNER

Child
Why you by the window?
What's wrong daddy?

Mother
I know what's wrong with that crazy motherfucker
He's just stand by the goddamn window
With that fuckin' AK all day
You don't work, you don't fuck, you don't,
you don't do a goddamn thing

[Verse 1]

I see death around the corner, gotta stay high while I survive
In the city where the skinny niggas die
If they bury me, bury me as a G nigga
No need to worry I expect retaliation in a hurry
I see death around the- corner
anyday
Trying to keep it together, no one lives forever anyway
Strugglin and strivin, my destiny's to die
Keep my finger on the trigger, no mercy in my eyes
In of all the confusion, I think about my daddy
Madder than a motherfucker, they never shoulda had me
I guess I seen too many murders, the doctors can't help me
Got me stressin' with my pistol in my sheets, it ain't healthy
Am I paranoid? - Tell me the truth
I'm out the window with my AK, ready to shoot
Ran out of endo and my mind can't take the stress
I'm out of breath
Make me wanna kill my damn self
but I see death around the corner

[Chorus]

(When we were kids, belonging felt good)
I see death around the corner
(But having respect, that feels even better)
I see death around the corner
(When we were kids, belonging felt good)
I see death around the corner
(But having respect, that feels even better)

[Verse 2]

I see death around the corner,
the pressure's getting to me
I no longer trust my homies,
them phonies tried to do me
Smoking too much weed,
got me paranoid, stressed
Pack a gat and a vest,
under my clothes when I dress
Here's hopin I die the way I lived,
straight thuggin'
Huggin' my trigger for all them niggas
that was buggin'
My homie told me once,
don't you trust them other suckers
They fought like they your homies
but they phony motherfuckers
And even if I did die young, who cares
All I ever got was mean mugs and cold stares
I got homies in my head
that done passed away screamin, please
Young nigga, make Gs
I can't give up, although I'm hopeless
I think my mind's gone
All I can do is get my grind on, death around the corner

[ Chorus]

(When we were kids, belonging felt good)
I see death around the corner
(But having respect, that feels even better)
I see death around the corner
(When we were kids, belonging felt good)
I see death around the corner
(But having respect, that feels even better)

[Verse 3]

I was raised in the city, shitty
Ever since I was an itty bitty kiddy
Drinkin' liquor out my momma's titty
And smokin' weed was an everyday thang in my household
And drinking liquor til' you out cold
And tho' I'm grown now, nigga it's still on - Pow
Bustin on them niggas til they gone
How many more jealous ass bitches, comin for my riches
Now I gotta stay suspicious when I bone
Cause if I ain't sharp and heartless,
them bitches will start shit
Excuse me, but this is where we part bitch
No more, game for free please explain to me
Why niggas trip bitch, who you came to see?
Murderin' now but see me later man, as for my props
I got homies that will hunt you til you drop
I hope the Lord will forgive me, I was a G
And gettin high was a way of being free
I see death around the corner

[ Chorus]

(When we were kids, belonging felt good)
I see death around the corner
(But having respect, that feels even better)
I see death around the corner
(When we were kids, belonging felt good)
I see death around the corner
(But having respect, that feels even better)
I see death around the corner

[Tupac Talking]

This is for all the real mothafuckin niggas out there
I know you ain't scared to die
But we all gotta go, ya know ?
A real motherfucker will pick the time he goes
And make sure he handles his motherfuckin business
Y'all niggas stop acting like pussies out there,
all right

(Movie bites)

I'm tired off getting ripped off by guys like that

I want his family dead, I want his house burned to the ground
I want to got there in the middle of the night,
I wanna piss on his head
I want his family dead, I want his house burned to the ground
I want to got there in the middle of the night,
I wanna piss on his head

I want that sonova bitch dead, I want him dead
I want him dead, I don't care

 

OUTLAW

[Tupac]
That's right nigga you gotta get your papers
up in this motherfucker     
I ain't mad at ya at all

Hey yo, what the fuck you wanna be when you grow up Ra Ra?

[Rah Rah]
Nigga, is you stupid, I wanna be a motherfucken outlaw

[Tupac]
That's right nigga, hahaha, hustlin' these hoes, you feel me?

You gotta do that shit, keepin' it real nigga or what?

[Rah Rah]
Keepin' it real!

[Tupac]
How old are you nigga?

[Rah Rah]
I'm 11

[Verse 1]

Cause all I see is
Murder murder, my mind state
Preoccupied with homicide
Tryin to survive through this crime rate
Dead bodies at block parties those unlucky bastards
Gunfire now they require maybe closed casket
Who can you blame?
It's insane what we did do
Witnessing evil that these men do
Bitches sin too
In fact they be the reasons niggas get to bleedin'
But I'll fuckin' fire when I leave em
You shoulda seen em
Hostile hoes catch elbows and foes disposed of
And snitches get dealt with, with no love
Body bags of adversaries that I had to bury
I broke the law and they jaw
All in the same flurry
But never worry they'll remember me through history
Causin' motherfuckers to bleed
They'll label me an ...

Chorus

Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
They came into sin
Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
Dear God, I wonder could you save me?

[Verse 2]

Before I close my eyes I fantasize I'm livin' well
When I awake and realize I'm just a prisoner in hell
Just as well
Cause in my cell I'm keeping pictures of these bastards
Exercising, visualizing
Everyone inside a casket
Picture me blasted
Surrounded by niggas in masks
Sent with the task to harass and murder my ass
Will I last?
Heaven or Hell?
Freedom or Jail?
Shit's hard. Who can you tell?
And if we fail?
High speeds and tie weed on the freeway
When will they learn to take it easy?
Uh
Driveby's and niggas die
Murder without a motive while making motherfuckers fry
Got me runnin' from these coward ass, crooked ass cops
Helicopters tryin' ta hover over niggas till we drop
I got no time for the courts
My only thought is open fire
Hit the district attorney
but fuck that bitch, cause she's a lie
Now it's time to expire
I see the judge
Spray the bitch
Motherfuckers is crooked is what I scream and hit the fence
I commence to get wicked
Spittin' rounds as the plot thickens
Never missing an early grave is my only mission
If I die
Never worry, bury me beside my .45
May God forgive me, I was high
and label me an ...

Chorus

Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
They came into sin
Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
Dear God, I wonder, could ya save me ?

[Verse 3]

Society lied to me
I ain't never gonna try ta be
My mob will be doin robberies
And stickups on these wannabe's
I witnessed niggas lose they chest
For ordinary reasons niggas bodies put ta rest
So I just
Swallow my Becks and holla fuck em
And if I'm next
Just letta nigga step with somethin'
I ain't fearin nothin'

Young and thuggin'
Prepared for bustin' if that's my destiny
Ready for whatever see you niggas can't get tha best of me
(Hold me down)
Definitely no need for askin'
(Now we mashing)
Top speed
(Smokin weed)
Blastin' (biotch)
Cause when I bust em they gon' shiver
The killers cry
Soldiers got bodies floatin' in the river
What is they sayin?
Talkin' about prayin'
They need to stop
That ain't gonna help
These niggas sprayin up my block
Tryin ta take my wealth

Chorus

Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
(They came into sin)
Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
Dear God, I wonder could ya save me ?
Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
(They came into sin)
Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
Dear God, I wonder could ya save me ?

[Tupac]

Fuck the judge, I gotta grudge
Punk police, niggas run the streets
It ain't nothen but muuusic
Shits changed
1995 the game has changed
Motherfuckers is actin' real strange
The rules is all rearranged
We got babies lyin' dead in the streets
These punk police is just as crooked as me
But all I see is mothafuckers actin' less than G's
Stop being a playa-hater
Be an innovator nigga
Fuck that shit
Don't be no entertainer and a stranger
Be a real mothafucker
Keep it real, pack that steel
Cause you know these streets is real deal
Mothafuckers wanna see me in my casket
Jealous, mothafuckin' bastards
I'll never die
Thug niggas multiply
Cause after me is Thug Life baby
Then the young thugs
Then the youngest thug of all
My nigga Ra Ra

(Gunshot)


 



 

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