glyrics-blog1

[glyrics-blog1]

2Pacalypse Now

Young Black Male

[2pac:] Young black male I try to effect by kicking the facts And stacking much mail I'm packing a gat 'cause guys wanna jack And fuck going to jail 'Cause I ain't a crook, despite how I look I don't sell yayo They judging a brother like covers on books Follow me into a flow I'm sure you know, which way to go I'm hitting 'em out of the doors So slip on the slope, let's skip on the flow I'm fucking the sluts and hoes The bigger the butts the tighter the clothes The gimminyjimminy grows Then whaddaya know, it's off with some clothes Rowd when the crowd says ho That let's me know, they know I can flow Love when they come to my shows I get up and go with skins before When I'm collecting my dough I never respect, the one that I back The quicker the nigga can rap The bigger the check Now watch how they sweat What kind of style is that? The style of a mack, and ready to jack I rendered up piles of black The wacker the pack, the fatter the smack I hate it when real niggas bust They hate when I cuss, they threaten to bust I had enough of the fuss I bust what I bust and cuss when I must They gave me a charge for sales For selling the tales... of young black males Yes, nigga, N-I-G-G-A, niggas Ay, nigga, you can't handle that shit! Pass that man! Hit that shit, that's the shit! It smells like skunk, skunk smells like that nigga, momma We ain't nuttin' but some low down dirty niggas Keep it real, nigga! Fuck you, nigga! You ain't giving me near a dime on this real motherfucker Fuck St. Ides, it's an Old E thing, baby Strictly some of that Hennessy Can I drink with you, fellas? Can I get it on it? Fuck you, capo. You ain't in, baby I tell you what! You guys are not gonna be talking All that shit, when I come back, OK? We gonna say who the big mouth, when I come back Young black male!

TRAPPED

You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusion Happiness, living on the streets is a delusion Even a smooth criminal one day must get caught Shot up or shot down with the bullet that he bought Nine-millimeter kickin' thinkin' about what the streets do to me 'Cause they never talk peace in the black community All we know is violence, do the job in silence Walk the city streets like a rat pack of tyrants Too many brothers daily heading for the big pen Niggas comin' out worse-off than when they went in Over the years I done a lot of growin' up Getting drunk, throwin' up Cuffed up Then I said I had enough There must be another route, way out To money and fame, I changed my name And played a different game Tired of being trapped in this vicious cycle If one more cop harasses me I just might go psycho And when I get 'em, I'll hit 'em with the bum rush Only a lunatic would like to see his skull crushed Yo, if you're smart you'll really let me go, G But keep me cooped up in this ghetto and catch the Uzi They got me trapped Uh, uh, they can't keep the black man down They got me trapped Naw, they can't keep the black man down Trapped Uh, uh, they can't keep the black man down Trapped Naw, they can't keep the black man down They got me trapped Can barely walk the city streets Without a cop harassing me, searching me Then asking my identity Hands up, throw me up against the wall Didn't do a thing at all I'm telling you one day these suckers gotta fall Cuffed up throw me on the concrete Coppers try to kill me But they didn't know this was the wrong street Bang, bang, count another casualty But it's a cop who's shot for his brutality Who do you blame? It's a shame because the man's slain He got caught in the chains of his own game How can I feel guilty after all the things they did to me? Sweated me, hunted me Trapped in my own community One day I'm gonna bust Blow up on this society Why did ya lie to me? I couldn't find a trace of equality Work me like a slave while they laid back Homie, don't play that It's time I let 'em suffer the payback I'm trying to avoid physical contact I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack They got me trapped Uh, uh, they can't keep the black man down They got me trapped Naw, they can't keep the black man down Trapped Uh, uh, they can't keep the black man down Trapped Naw, they can't keep the black man down Now I'm trapped and want to find my getaway All I need is a 'G' and somewhere safe to stay Can't use the phone 'Cause I'm sure someone is tapping in Did it before Ain't scared to use my gat again I look back in hindsight the fight was irrelevant But now he's the devil's friend Too late to be tellin' him He shot first and I'll be damned if I run away Homie is done away, I should've put my gun away I wasn't thinking, all I heard was the ridicule Girlies was laughin', Tup saying, "Damn homies is dissing you." I fired my weapon Started steppin' in the hurricane I got shot so I dropped Feelin' a burst of pain Got to my feet Couldn't see nothin' but bloody blood Now I'm a fugitive to be hunted like a murderer Ran through an alley Still lookin' for my getaway Coppers said, "Freeze, or you'll be dead today." Trapped in a corner Dark and I couldn't see the light Thoughts in my mind was the nine and a better life What do I do? Live my life in a prison cell? I'd rather die than be trapped in a living hell They got me trapped Uh, uh, they can't keep the black man down They got me trapped Naw, they can't keep the black man down Trapped Uh, uh, they can't keep the black man down Trapped Naw, they can't keep the black man down

Soulja Story

Crack done took a part of my family tree My momma's on the shit, my daddy split and moms is steady blaming me Is it my fault, just cause I'm a young black male? Cops sweat me as if my destiny is makin' crack sales Only fifteen and got problems Cops on my tail, so I bail 'til I dodge 'em They finally pull me over and I laugh "Remember Rodney King?" and I blast on his punk ass Now I got a murder case... You speak of heaven punk? I never heard of the place Wanted to come up fast, got a Uz' and a black mask Ducking fuckin' Task, now who's the jackass? Keep my shit cocked, cause the cops got a Glock too What the fuck would you do? Drop them or let 'em drop you? I chose droppin' the cop I got me a Glock, and a Glock for the niggas on my block Momma tried to stab me, I moved out Sold a pound a weed, made G's, bought a new house I'm only seventeen, I'm the new king Got me a crew, bought 'em jewels, and a Uz'-thick But all good things don't last Task came fast, and busted my black ass Coolin' in the pen, where the good's kept Now my little brother wants to follow in my footsteps A soulja [Verse 2: 2Pac as the younger brother] Buck, buck - niggas get fucked, don't step to this Quiet as kept I'm blessed on a quest with a death wish Tell 'em to come and test, and arrest, nigga it's hectic Here's the anorexic, I'm makin' it to an exit Walking through the streets on the black tip Packed with several gats, cause I'm on some pay 'em back shit Niggas don't wanna try me, brother you'll get shot down Now I'm king of the block, since my bigger brother's locked down I'm hot now, so many punk police have got shot down Other coppers see me on the block, and they jock now That's what I call a kingpin Send my brother what he needs and some weed up to Sing-Sing Tellin' him just be ready set Pack ya shit up quick; and when I hit, be prepared to jet Niggas from the block on the boat now Every single one got a gun, that'll smoke - pow! These punks about to get hit by the best I'm wearin' double vest... so aim at my fuckin' chest I'll be makin' straight dome calls Touch the button on the wall, you'll be pickin' up your own balls I can still hear my mother shout "Hit the pen nigga -- break your bigger brother out" I got a message for the warden I'm comin' for ya ass, as fast as Flash Gordon We get surrounded in the mess hall, yes y'all A crazy motherfucker making death calls Just bring me my brother and we leavin' For every minute you stall, one of y'all bleedin' They brought my brother in a jiffy I took a cop, just in case things got tricky And just as we was walkin' out (BANG!) I caught a bullet in the head, the screams never left my mouth My brother caught a bullet too I think he gon' pull through, he deserve to The fast life ain't everything they told ya Never get much older, following the tracks of a soulja

I Don’t Give A Fuck

don't give a fuck They done push me to the limit I'm all in I might blow up any minute, did it again Now I'm in the back of the paddy wagon While this cops bragging about the nigga he's jacking I see no justice All I see is niggas dying fast The sound of a gun blast Then watch the hearse past Just another day in the life 'G' Gotta step lightly cause cops tried to snippe' me The catch, they don't wanna stop at the brother man But then they'll have an accident and pick up another man I went to the bank to cash my check I get more respect from the mother-fuckin' dope man The Grammy's and the American music shows pimp us like hoes They got dough but they hate us though You better keep your mind on the real shit And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocrites They way they see it, we was meant to be keep down Just can't understand why we getting respect now Mama told me they're be days like this But I'm pissed cause it stays like this And now they trying to send me off to Kuwait Gimme a break How much shit can a nigga take I ain't goin' nowhere no how What you wanna throw down Better bring your guns pal Cause this is the day we make 'em pay Fuck bailin' hate I bail and spray with my A-K And even if they shoot me down There'll be another nigga bigger From the mother-fuckin' underground So step but you better step quick Cause the clocks goin' tick and I'm sick of the bullshit You're watching the makings of a physco-path The truth didn't last Before the wrath and aftermath Who's that behind the trigger? Who'd do your figure!? A mother-fuckin' night nigga Ready to buck and rip shit up I had enough and I don't give a fuck

Niggas!, isn't just the blacks Also a gang of mother-fuckers dressed in blue slacks They say niggas hang in packs and their attitude is shitty Tell me, who's the biggest gang of niggas in the city They say niggas like to do niggas, Throw me in the cuffs with just two niggas A street walkin' nigga and a beat walkin' nigga with a badge I had to shoot you and the pass for the blast take his cash And bash his head in dump him at the dead in And that's just his luck 'Cause a nigga like me Don't really give a fuck

lked in the store what's everybody staring at They act like they never seen a mother fucker wearing black Following a nigga and shit Ain't this a bitch All I wanted was some chips I wanna take my business else where But where? 'Cause who in the hell cares About a black man with a black need They wanna jack me like some kind of crack fiend I wonder if knows that my income is more than His pension, salary and then some Your daughter is my number one fan And your trife ass wife wants a life with a black man So who's the mac in fact who's the black jack Sit back and get fat off the fat cat While he thinks that he's getting over I bust a move as smooth as Casanova And count another quick meal I'm getting paid for my traid but its still real And if you look between the lines you'll find a rhyme AS strong as a fuckin' nine Mail stacked up niggas wanna act up Let's put the gats up and throw your backs up But the cops getting dropped by the gun shot Usta come but he's done, now we run the block To my brothers stay strong keep your heads up They know we fed up But we they just don't give a fuck

They just don't give a fuck

I gotta give my fuck offs

Fuck you to the San Francisco police department Fuck you to the Marin County Sheriff department Fuck you to the F.B.I Fuck you to the C.I.A Fuck you to the B-u-s-h Fuck you to the America Fuck you to all you redneck prejudice mother fuckers And fuck you Fuck y'all Punk gay sensitive little dick bastards 2pacalypse mother fuckin' know Y'all can kiss my ass and suck my dick And my uncle Tommy's balls Fuck Y'all Punks, punks, punks, punks, punks

Violent

They claim that I'm violent Just 'cause I refuse to be silent These hypocrites are havin' fits 'Cause I'm not buyin' it, defyin' it Envious because I will rebel against Any oppressor - and this is known as self-defense I show no mercy, they claim that I'm the lunatic But when the shit gets thick, I'm the one you go and get Don't look confused, the truth is so plain to see 'Cause I'm the nigga that you sell-outs are ashamed to be In every Jeep and every car, brothers stomp this I'm Never Ignorant, Getting Goals Accomplished The underground railroad on an uprise This time the truth's gettin' told, heard enough lies I told 'em fight back, attack on society If this is violence, then violent's what I gotta be If you investigate you'll find out where it's comin' from Look through our history, America's the violent one Unlock my brain, break the chains of your misery This time the payback for evil shit you did to me They call me militant, racist 'cause I will resist You wanna censor somethin', motherfucker censor this! My words are weapons and I'm steppin' to the silent Wakin' up the masses, but you, claim that I'm violent "They claimin' that I'm violent." "Fuck the damn cop!" "Just because we play what the people want." [3x] The cops can't stand me, but they can't touch me Call me a dope man, 'cause I rock dope beats Jacked by the police, didn't have my ID I said, "Excuse me, why you tryin' to rob me?" He had the nerve to say that I had a curfew ("Do you know what time it is? Get out the fucking car, or I'll hurt you!") Get out the car - or I'll hurt you So here I go, I better make my mind up Pick my nine up or hit the line-up I chose B, stepped into the streets The first cop grabbed me, the other ripped my seat They grabbed my homie and they threw him to the concrete (Ay man... Aiyyo... Ay man, just c'mon?) ("What you doing, man?") They tried to frame me They tried to say I had some dope in the back seat But I'm a rap fiend, not a crack fiend My homie panicked ("I'm out!") he tried to run (Freeze, nigga!) I heard a bullet fire from the cop's gun My homie dropped, so I hit the cop I kept swingin', yo, I couldn't stop Before I knew it, I was beatin' the cop senseless The other cop dropped his gun, he was defenseless (Argh, fuck you! Ungh!) Now I'm against this cop who was racist Givin' him a taste of trading places And all this 'cause the peckerwood was tryin' this frame up, But I came up Now they claimin' that I'm violent "They claimin' that I'm violent." "Fuck the damn cop!" "Just because we play what the people want." [3x] As I was beatin' on a cop, I heard a gun click (uh-oh) Then the gun shot, but I wasn't hit I turned around it was my homie with the gun in hand He shot the cop (damn!). Now he's a dead man I said, come on, it's time for us to get away (Let's go, we gotta get the fuck outta here.) They called for backup, and they'll be on their way Jumped in the car and tried to get away quick The car wouldn't start (damn!). We in deep shit So we jumped out (C'mon, let's take the cop's car) We drove a little ways thinkin' that we got far But I looked up and all I saw was blue lights (that's a lotta of one time) If I die tonight, I'm dying in a gunfight I grabbed the AK, my homie took the 12 gauge (yeah, it's on now) Load 'em up quick, it's time for us to spray We'll shoot 'em up with they own fuckin' weapons And when we through sprayin' then we steppin' This is a lesson to the rednecks and crooked cops You fuck with real niggas, get ya fuckin' ass dropped So here we go, the police against us Dark as dusk, waitin' for the guns to bust (What's next, man?) What's next? I don't know and I don't care One thing fo' sho', tommorrow I won't be here But if I go, I'm takin' all these punks with me (Pass me a clip) Pass me a clip, G, now come and get me You wanna sweat me, never get me to be silent Givin' them a reason to claim that I'm violent "They claimin' that I'm violent." "Fuck the damn cop!" "Just because we play what the people want." [3x]