2Pac - They Tryna Murder Me Lyrics

Reporter



You may remember hearing about a murder

In Las Vegeas 2 months ago

In which a popular and contreversal performer

Was shot

Gang land style and killed

It's a murder that hasn't yet been solved

But the investigation has invited closer scrootney

Of the music industry

(Fades away)



2Pac

Them same mother f*ckers want a murder me

Them same mother f*ckers

Them same mother f*ckers want a murder me

(Ya'll mother f*cking crazy)



Crazy

I got a work with what you gave me

Claiming I'm a criminal

When you the one that made me

They got me trapped in this slavery

Now I'm lost in this holocaust

Heading for my grave G

I told Sam he can f*ck the war

& got a busted jaw

For saying f*ck the law

And if you wonder why I'm Mad check the records

What's a nigga got a do to get respected

Sometimes I think I'm Getting tested

& if I dont say yes a nigga's quick to get arrested

That's the reason I stay zested

I keep a vest on my chest

Incase the cops are getting restless

Walk around ready to light shit up

& since my life is f*cked

Some say I'm slighty nuts

Buck buck is the sound as i mooova

Other niggas pay attention when a fool bust

They make a nigga be a killer

I used to be a dealer

But they wanted to see whooo's realer

Now them same motherf*ckers want a murder me

& i wonder if the lord ever heard of me



Chorus

Them same mother f*ckers want a murder me

(they know everyday when I'm breathing it's it's...)

Them same mother f*ckers want a murder me

(Everytime i speak i want the truth to come out)

Them same mother f*ckers want a murder me(You know what I'm saying everytime i speak i dont want shit)

& i wonder if the lord ever heard of me

I need loot so I'm doing what i do

& don't say shit

until you've walked in my shoes