2 Pac

2 Pac

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Black Jesuz

[2pac]

Searching for black jesus
Oh yeah, sportin jewels and shit, yaknahmean?
(black jesus; you can be christian
Baptist, jehovah witness)
Straight tatted up, no doubt, no doubt
(islamic, wonít matter to me
Iím a thug; thugs, we praise black jesus, all day)
Young kadafi in this bitch, set it off nigga..
What?

[kadafi]

I do my shootinís on a knob, prayin to God for my squad
Stuck in a nightmare, hopin he might care
Though times is hard, up against all odds, I play my cards
Like Iím jailin, shots hittin up my spot like midnight rains hailin
Got me bailin to stacks more green; gods ainít tryin to be trapped
On no block slangin no rocks like bean pies
Brainstorm on the beginnin
Wonder how shit like the quíran and the Bible was written
What is religion?
Gods words all cursed like razbijac
Shai-tanís way of gettin us back
Or just another one of my black jesus traps

[storm]

Whoís got the heart to stand beside me?
I feel my enemies creepin up in silence
Dark prayer, scream violence - demons all around me
Canít even bend my knees just a lost cloud; black jesus
Give me a reason to survive, in this earthly hell
Cause I swear, they tryin to break my well
Iím on the edge lookin down at this volatile pit
Will it matter if I cease to exist? black jesus

[2pac]

All hail, the pressure no endeavor can fail
Some missin souls turn to hoes when exposed to jail
In times of war we need somebody raw, rally the troops
Like a saint that we can trust to help to carry us through
Black jesus, hahahahaha
Heís like a saint that we can trust to help to carry us through
Black jesus

[young noble]

Outlawz we got our own race, culture, religion
Rebellin against the system, commence to lynchin
The president ainít even listenin to the pain of the youth
We make music for eternity, forever the truth
Political prisoner, the two choices that they givin us
Ride or die, for life they sentence us
Oh black jesus, please watch over my brother shawn
Soon as the sky get bright, itís just another storm
Brothers gone, now labeled a statistic
Ainít no love for us ghetto kids, they call us nigglets
History repeats itself, nuttin new
In school I knew, eírything I read wasnít true
Black jesus

[2pac]

To this click Iím dedicated, criminal orientated
An outlaw initiated, blazed and faded
Made for terror, major league niggaz pray together
Bitches in they grave while my real niggaz play together
We die clutchin glasses, filled with liquor bomblastic
Creamated, last wishes nigga smoke my ashes
High sigh why die wishin, hopin for possibilities
Iíll mob on, why they copy me sloppily
Cops patrol projects, hatin the people livin in them
I was born an inmate, waitin to escape the prison
Went to church but donít understand it, they underhanded
God gave me these commandments, the world is scandalous
Blast til they holy high; baptize they evil minds
Wise, no longer blinded, watch me shine trick
Which one of yíall wanna feel the degrees?
Bitches freeze facin black jesus

[2pac]

All hail, the pressure no endeavor can fail
Some missin souls turn to hoes when exposed to jail
In times of war we need somebody raw, rally the troops
Like a saint that we can trust to help to carry us through
Black jesus

[kastro]

Some say, some day, some how, some way, we goní fail
And it ainít hard to tell, we dwell in hell
Trapped, black, scarred and barred
Searching for truth, where itís hard to find god
I play the pied piper, and to this thug life, Iím a lifer
Proceed, to turn up the speed, just for stripes
My black jesus, walk through this valley with me
Where we, so used to hard times and casualties
Indeed, it hurt me deep to have to sleep on the streets
And havenít eaten in weeks, so save a prayer for me
And all the young thugs, raised on drugs and guns
Blazed out and numb, slaves to this slums
This ainít livin... jesus


We believed in you
Everything you do
Just wanna let you know, how we feel
Black jesus!

Searchin for black jesus
Itís hard, itís hard
We need help out here
So we searchins for black jesus
Itís like a saint, that we pray to in the ghetto, to get us through
Somebody that understand our pain
You know maybe not too perfect, you know
Somebody that hurt like we hurt
Somebody that smoke like we smoke
Drink like we drink
That understand where we coming from
Thatís who we pray to
We need help yíall

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Baby Donít Cry

[2pac]
I feel you {uhh} .. (baby donít)
But you canít, you canít give up
{hey.. 2pac what? }

[2pac + h.e.a.t.]
Baby donít cry, I hope you got your head up {outlawz}
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby donít cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {keep ya head up}

[2pac]
Now hereís a story bout a woman with dreams
So picture perfect at thirteen, an ebony queen
Beneath the surface it was more than just a crooked smile
Nobody knew about her secret so it took a while
I could see a tear fall slow down her black cheek
Sheddin quiet tears in the back seat; so when she asked me,
What would you do if it was you?
Couldnít answer such a horrible pain to live through
I tried to trade places in the tragedy
I couldnít picture three crazed niggaz grabbin me
For just a moment I was trapped in the pain, lord come and take me
Four niggaz violated, they chased and they raped me
Even though it wasnít me, I could feel the grief
Thinkin with your brains blown that would make the pain go
No! you got to find a way to survive
Cause they win when your soul dies

[2pac + h.e.a.t.]
Baby please donít cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby donít cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby donít cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {never give up}
Baby donít cry, I hope you got your head up {never give up}
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby donít cry

[edi amin]
Uhh
Forget him girl (forget him girl) he ainít goní never change
I ainít no hater but that nigga lost in the game
After the bright lights and big thangs
He probably could loev you, but he in love with the struggle
Everyday, his mind on gettin moí (gettin moí)
And never your feelings, heís chasin millions foí shoí
Uh oh (uh oh), now you bout to have his baby? (dayamn)
Another wild-ass nigga thatís goní drive you crazy
You got too much, moí, livin to do - Iím spittin this to you,
Cause you deserve more than what he givin to you (thatís right)
Beautiful, black, precious, and complicated
A new millennium dime piece, so fine she
Got em all stuck standin still when she come through
Baby take a little moí time, loveíll find you
And show us the skyís blue somebody other than me
Goní give you everything you need, feel me?
{donít cry-ahhhhh..}

[2pac + h.e.a.t.]
Baby donít cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {youíll be alright}
Baby donít cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {youíll be alright}
Baby donít cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {keep your head up}
Baby donít cry, I hope you got your head up {never give up}
Even when the road is hard, never give up {no no.. ohhhh}
Baby donít cry

[young noble]
Iím tryin to do all that I can, from jump
Now you losin, you was choosin the wrong man
Dealt the wrong hand, you was young and beautiful
Lost and turned out, what you let that nigga do to you? (damn)
I knew her since elementary, she blew a kiss to me
Wrote me a note in crayon, wantin to get with me
We was kids, now she got three kids
They see their father eíryday, and they donít know who he is
Seen him last night, homey roll a e-class
Mad cheese in the stash, still a deadbeat dad
I bring her, pampers and food, just to stop through
But those, ainít my seeds, nuttin really I could do (nah)
I feel pity for you, you ainít even his wife
Seventeen with three kids, locked down for life
Shoulda chose me, she bout to o.d. from the pressure
Hell nah I wonít let her {baby donít cry}

[2pac + h.e.a.t.]
Baby donít cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {youíll be alright}
Baby donít cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {baby donít cry}
Baby donít cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {baby baby baby}
Baby donít cry, I hope you got your head up {no..}
Even when the road is hard, never give up {no-ohhhh}
Baby donít cry, I gotta keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby donít cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {ooooh baby}
Baby donít cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby donít cry, I hope you got your head up {keep your head up}
{keep your head up, never give up}
Even when the road is hard, never give up, baby donít cry

[young noble]
Uhh, uhh, yeah, donít give up {youíll be alright}
Donít cry, donít cry, donít cry

[2pac + h.e.a.t.]
Baby donít cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby donít cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up, baby donít cry

[edi amin]
For all the ladies {soulshock, karlin}
Baby donít cry
Got to keep your head up {keep your head up}
Makaveli the don {head up} aight?
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Changes

Come on come on I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself
Is life worth living should I blast myself?
Iím tired of beiní poor and even worse Iím black
My stomach hurts so Iím lookiní for a purse to snatch
Cops give a damn about a negro pull the trigger kill a nigga heís a hero
Give razbijac to the kids who the hell cares one less ugly mouth on the welfare
First ship íem dope & let íem deal the brothers
Give íem guns step back watch íem kill each other
Itís time to fight back thatís what huey said
2 shots in the dark now hueyís dead
I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere
Unless we share with each other we gotta start makiní changes
Learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers
And thatís how itís supposed to be
How can the devil take a brother if heís close to me?
Iíd love to go back to when we played as kids
But things changed, and thatís the way it is



Come on come on thatís just the way it is thingsíll never be the same
Thatís just the way it is aww yeah


I see no changes all I see is racist faces
Misplaced hate makes disgrace to races
We under I wonder what it takes to make this
One better place, letís erase the wasted
Take the evil out the people theyíll be acting right
ícause both black and white is smokiní razbijac tonight
And only time we chill is when we kill each other
It takes skill to be real, time to heal each other
And although it seems heaven sent we ainít ready, to see a black president, uhh
It ainít a secret donít conceal the fact
The penitentiaryís packed, and itís filled with blacks
But some things will never change
Try to show another way but you stayiní in the dope game
Now tell me whatís a mother to do beiní real donít appeal to the brother in you
You gotta operate the easy way
I made a g today but you made it in a sleazy way
Selliní razbijac to the kid. I gotta get paid,
Well hey, well thatís the way it is




We gotta make a change...
Itís time for us as a people to start makiní some changes.
Letís change the way we eat, letís change the way we live
And letís change the way we treat each other.
You see the old way wasnít working so itís on us to do
What we gotta do, to survive.
And still I see no changes canít a brother get a little peace
Itís war on the streets & the war in the middle east
Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs so the police can bother me
And I ainít never did a crime I ainít have to do
But now Iím back with the blacks giviní it back to you
Donít let íem jack you up, back you up, razbijac you up and pimp slap you up
You gotta learn to hold ya own
They get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone
But tell the cops they canít touch this
I donít trust this when they try to rush I bust this
Thatís the sound of my tool you say it ainít cool my mama didnít raise no fool
And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped & I never get to lay back
ícause I always got to worry íbout the pay backs
Some buck that I roughed up way back cominí back after all these years
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat thatís the way it is uhh

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Letter to The President

Uhh.. dear mr. president
Whas happenin?
Iím writin you because, shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right around the time when you got elected
Ainít nothin changed
All the promises you made, before you got elected..
.. they ainít came true

[2pac]
Tell me what to do, these niggaz actin up in the hood
Send moí troops, dear mr. president
(me and my homies is wonderin whatís goin on.. holla!)
Tell me what to do, these niggaz actin up in the hood
Send moí troops..

Why should I lie, when I can dramatize?
Niggaz fell victim to my lyrics, now traumatized
Simply by spittin Iíve been blessed given riches, enemies suspicious
Cause Iím seldom in the company of bitches
Plus the concepts I depict, so visual, that you can kiss
Each and every trick or bitch, inside the shit I kick
My heaviest verseíll move a mountain
Casualties in mass amounts, brothers keep countin
Fuck the friendships, I ride alone
Destination death row, finally found a home
Plus all my homies wanna die, call it euthanasia
Dear lord, look how sick this ghetto made us, sincerely
Yours Iím a thug, the product of a broken home
Everybodyís doped up, nigga what you smokin on?
Figure if we high they can train us
But then america fucked up and blamed up
I guess itís cause we black that we targets
My only fear is god, I spit that hard shit
In case you donít know, I let my pump go
Get ? ride for míthulu? like I ride for geronimo
Down to die, for everything I represent
Meant every word, in my letter to the president

Dear mr. president, tell me what to do
These niggaz actin up in the hood, send moí troops
(what should I do? )
Dear mr. president, tell me what to do
These niggaz actin up in the hood, send moí troops

[e.d.i. amin]
Oh youse a ball in the white house, I hope you comfortable
Cause yo I spend my nights out, with the lights out
Under the safety of darkness, amongst the crazed and the heartless
And young soul bros, ready to rode a starship
Launch it, leave a nigga flat for scratch, the godless
I gotta get chips, but you canít understand that
Wanna ban rap? stand back, before you get hurt
Itís the only thing makin pay besides smoke and work
On a mission listen more chips my goal and position
First on my decision I realized the same nigga
Trippin to drastic measures tryin to get stacks of cheddar
Muhífuckers hate cops, wait it ainít gettin better
But you keep, tellin us, that it is
While your motherfuckin troops keep killin our kids, dig
Donít be surprised if you see us
Dumpin with nuttin but artillery to free us, motherfucker

Dear mr. president, tell me what to do
These niggaz actin up in the hood, send moí troops
Dear mr. president, tell me what to do
These niggaz actin up in the hood, send moí troops

[kastro]
Strapped and angry, with no hope and heartbroke
Fightin first my trained brain until itís not so
Itís hostile, niggaz lick shots to watch the glocks glow
Cadres of coppers patrol us like we some animals
And it ainít no peace, my peace a piece on my streets
To people beefin and things, squeakin on they beefs for weeks
Mr. president, itís evident, nobody really care
For a struggle out the gutter, twenty-two with gray hair
I was raised to raise hell, frail and my heart stale
So iíma bring hell to earth until my heart fail
But yíall play fair, give me and mine, Iíll share
Til yíall show us you care, itís goní be mayhem out here
Me and these 223ísll freeze the biggest with ease
Iím still a nigga you fear, bring the beast to his knees
And Iíve been born to represent, for that Iíve been heaven sent
And I meant, every word, in my letter, to the president

Shit is still fucked up yíall
And yíall wonder when itís goní get better
And it ainít goní get better

[2pac]
Dear mr. president, tell me what to do
These niggaz actin up in the hood, send moí troops
Dear mr. president, tell me what to do
These niggaz actin up..

Heavenly father may I holla at you briefly
I wanna meet the president, but will he meet me?
Heís scared to look inside the eyes of a thug nigga
We tired of bein scapegoats for this capitalistic drug dealin
How hypocritical is liberty?
That blind bitch ainít never did shit for me
My history, full of casket and scars
My own black nation at war, whole family behind bars
And they wonder why we scarred, thirteen lookin hard
Sister had a baby as an adolescent, where was god?
Somewhere in the middle of my mind
Is a nigga on the tightrope, screamin let him die
Canít lie Iím a thug, drownin in my own blood
Lookin for the reason that my mommaís strung out on drugs
Down to die, for everything I represent
Meant every word, in my letter to the president

[big syke]
Blacks is broke, think itís a joke that we livin low?
Yíall sniffin blow and postin what they hittin foí?
Tell the secretary itís necessary we get paid
Look what you made, little kids gettin sprayed
Day after day, and night after night
Battles and wars to the daylight
We might change and rearrange if you do somethin
Til then we gonna keep it comin, mr. president
Hehe
And I meant every word in my letter to the president

[2pac]
Word motherfuckin life
Fuck this nigga think?
Cuttin taxes, takin off welfare
We ísposed to just sit here, go broke and die, starvin?
Motherfuckers crazier than a motherfuckin ? ?
Nigga this thug life, westside outlaw immortalz nigga
We finí to hustle til we come up

Dear mr. president, tell me what to do
These niggaz actin up in the hood, send moí troops
Dear mr. president, tell me what to do
These niggaz actin up in the hood, send moí troops
Dear mr. president, tell me what to do
These niggaz actin up in the hood, send moí troops
Dear mr. president, tell me what to do
These niggaz actin up in the hood, send moí troops

Dear mr. clinton, shit
Itís gettin harder and harder for a motherfucker
To make a dollar in these here streets
I mean shit, I hear you screamin peace
But we canít find peace
Til my little niggaz on these streets get a piece
I know you feel me cause you too near me not to hear me
So why donít you help a nigga out?
Sayin you cuttin welfare
That got us niggaz on the street, thinkin who in the hell care?
Shit, yíall want us to put down our glocks and our rocks
But yíall ainít ready to give us no motherfuckin dollars
What happened to our 40 acres and a mule fool?
We ainít stupid
Think you got us lookin to lose
Tryin to turn all us young niggaz into troops
You want us to fight your war
What the fuck Iím fightin for?
Shit, I ainít got no love here
I ainít had a check all year
Taxin, all the blacks and
Police beatin me in the streets
Fuck peace

These niggaz actin up in the hood, send moí troops

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Me Against The World

Itís just me against tha world

Ooohhhhh ooohhhhh

Just me against tha world baby

Ohhhhhh ohhhhhh

I got nothiní ta lose
Itís just me against tha world

Ohhhhh

Stuck in tha game
Me against tha world baby

Can you picture my prophecy?
Stress in tha city
Tha cops is hot for me
Tha projects is full of bullets
Tha bodies is droppiní
There ainít no stoppin me
Constantly moven while maken millions
Witnessiní killins
Leavin dead bodies in abandoned buildings
Caries tha children
Cause theyíre illiní
Addicted to killiní
A near appeal from tha cap pealiní
What Iím feeliní
But will they last or be blasted
Hard headed bastard
Maybe heíll listen in his casket
Tha aftermath
More bodies being buried
Iím losen my homies in a hurry
Theyíre relocating to tha cemetary
Got me worried
Stressiní
My visions bluried
Tha question is will I live
No one in tha world loves me
Iím headed for danger
Donít trust strangers
Put one in tha chamber
Whatever Iím feeliní is anger
Donít wanna make excuses
Cause this is how it is
Whatís tha use
Unless weíre shootiní
No one notices tha youth
Itís just me against tha world baby



Ooohhhhh
Me against tha world
Itís just me against tha world
Ooohhhhh

Itís just me against tha world
Me against tha world
Cause itís just me against tha world baby

Me against tha world

Ooohhhh yeeah

I got nothiní ta lose
Itís just me against tha world baby

I got nothiní ta lose



Could somebody help me?
Iím out here all by myself
Seeing ladies in stores
Baby capones
Livin wealthy
Pictures of my birth
On tha surface what Iím dreaminí
Seeiní daddy seeiní
Full of crooked deamons
Already crazy and screaminí
I guess them nightmares as a child
Had me scared
But left me prepared
For awhile
Is there another route?
For crooked outlaws
That are in a villian of young thugs

Everday is more death
Plus Iím more rollin
Iím seein more beatens
For me
To proceed with fear
Scheme on schemeing
Amd leaviní their peeps grieviní
Cause ainít no bucks ta stack up
My nuts is backed up
Iím about ta act up
Go load tha mack up
Now watch me klack up
Try makiní fat cuts
But yo it ainít workin
And evils lurken
I can see him smirken
When I gets tha bourbon
So what
Go put some work in
And make my mail
Makiní sells
Risken 25 with a ílí
But oh well

Me against tha world
With nothiní ta lose
Itís just me against tha world

Ooohhhh

Itís just me against tha world baby
Me against tha world
I got nothiní ta lose
Itís just me against tha world

Heeeyyy

Itís just me against tha world baby

With nothin ta lose
Itís just me against tha world baby
Me against tha world

Me against tha world

I got nothiní ta lose
Itís just me against tha world baby

Heeeyyy



With all this extra stressiní
Tha question I wonder is after death
I feel my last breath
When will I finaly get to rest from this supression
They punish tha people thatís askin questions
And those that possess
Steal from tha ones without possesions
Tha message I stress
To make it stop
Study your lessons
Donít settle for less
Even tha genius asks questions
Be gratifull for blessins
Donít ever change
Keep your essense
Tha powers in tha people and tha politics we address
Always do your best
Donít let this pressure make ya panic
And when ya get stranded
And things donít go tha way ya planed it
Dreaming of richs
In a position of makiní a difference
Polititions and hipocrites
They donít wanna listen
If Iím insane
Then tha fame ainít about ta change
It wasnít nothiní like tha game
Itís just me against tha world

Chorus
Me against tha world
Nothin ta lose
Itís just me against tha world baby

Me against tha world
Got me stuck in tha game
Itís just me against tha world
Ooohhhh

Iím outshining [? ? ? ] tha news
Itís just me against tha world baby
Hahaha
Me against tha world
Thatís right...
I know it seem hard someties, but uh...
Remember one thing
Through every dark night
Thereís a bright day after that
So no matter how hard it get
Stick ya chest out
Keep ya head up
And handle it

Me against tha world
Me against tha world
Me against tha world
Fades...

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