Holler If Ya Hear Me Musical Soundtrack Album Lyrics

Holler If Ya Hear Me Musical Soundtrack Lyrics

My Block by Tupac
Dopefiends Diner by Tupac
Life Goes On by Tupac
I Get Around by Tupac
Keep Ya Head Up by Tupac
I Aint Mad At Cha by Tupac
Please Wake Me When I'm Free by Tupac
The Rose That Grew From Concrete by Tupac
Me Against The World by Tupac
Whatz Next by Tupac
Dear Mama by Tupac
Holler If Ya Hear Me by Tupac
My Block (Reprise) by Holler If Ya Hear Me Cast
Changes by Tupac
Resist The Temptation/Dear Mama (Reprise) by Holler If Ya Hear Me Cast
Hail Mary by Tupac
Unconditional Love by Tupac
I Ain't Mad at Cha (Reprise) by Holler If Ya Hear Me Cast
If I Die 2Nite by Tupac
Only God Can Judge Me by Tupac
Thugz Mansion by Tupac
California Love by Tupac
Ghetto Gospel by Tupac

My Block
by Tupac

They got a nigga shedding tears, reminiscin on my past fears

Cause shit was hectic for me last year

It appears that I've been marked for death

My heartless breath, the underlying cause of my arrest

My life is stressed, and no rest forever weary

My eyes stay teary for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery

Shit is scary, how black on black crime legendary

But at times unnessecary, I'm gettin worried

Teardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic

And certain death for us ghetto bastards

What can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Life in the pen ain't for me, cause I'd rather die

But don't cry through your despair

I wonder if the Lord still cares, for us niggaz on welfare

And who cares if we survive

The only time they notice a nigga is when he clutchin on a four-five

My neighborhood ain't the same

Cause all these little babies goin crazy and they sufferin in the game

And I swear it's like a trap

But I ain't given up on the hood it's all good when I go back

Hoes show me love, niggaz give me props

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

Now shit's constantly hot, on my block, it never fails to be gunshots

Can't explain a mother's pain, when her son drops

Black male slippin in hail when will we prevail

Fearin jail but crack sales got me livin well

And the system's sucidal with this Thug's Life

Stayin strapped forever strapped in this drug life

God help me, cause I'm starvin, can't get a job

So I resort to violent robberies, my life is hard

Can't sleep cause all the dirt make my heart hurt

Put in work and shed tears for my dead peers

Mislead from childhood where I went astray

Till this day I still pray for a better way

Can't help but feel hopeless and heartbroke

From the start I felt the racism cause I'm dark

Couldn't quit the bullshit make me represent

Hit the bar and played the star, everywhere I went

In my heart, I felt alone out here on my own

I close my eyes and picture home... on my block

And I can't help but wonder whhhy, so many young kids had to die

Caught strays from AK's and the driveby

Swollen pride and homicide, don't coincide

Brothers cry for broken lives, mama come inside

Cause our block is filled with danger

Used to be a close knit community but now we're all cold strangers

Time changes us to stone them crack pipes

All up and down the block exterminatin black life

But I can't blame the dealers

My mama's welfare check has brought the next man chrome wheels

Shit's real, I know ya feel, my tragedy

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

Gamin the hoochies hopin I can get to sleep with her

It's a man's world, stayin strapped

Fantasies of a nigga livin phat, but held back

Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless

Wide eyed and losin focus... on my block

And block parties in tha projects lastin way past daylight

A young nigga learned to break nine

Used to play fight with my homies but they stuck in the pen

I send them ends, but it's tough on a friend, in my mind

I see the same motherf*ckers ballin

Alcohol will make a lazy nigga slip and fall, miss his call

I know the young niggaz understand this

Growing up in this world where everything is scandalous

I reminisce on tha fast times, past crimes

Tryin to cop a slice of pizza with my last dime

Can't explain, just what attracts me to this dirty game

Gold chains, some extra change, and the street fame

And what's strange is that everybody knows my name, swear they all know me

And lots of cash make a nigga change

I hit the green just to maintain, feelin pain

For all the niggaz that I lost to the game... from my bloc

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They got a nigga shedding tears, reminiscin on my past fears

Cause shit was hectic for me last year

It appears that I've been marked for death

My heartless breath, the underlying cause of my arrest

My life is stressed, and no rest forever weary

My eyes stay teary for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery

Shit is scary, how black on black crime legendary

But at times unnessecary, I'm gettin worried

Teardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic

And certain death for us ghetto bastards

What can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Life in the pen ain't for me, cause I'd rather die

But don't cry through your despair

I wonder if the Lord still cares, for us niggaz on welfare

And who cares if we survive

The only time they notice a nigga is when he clutchin on a four-five

My neighborhood ain't the same

Cause all these little babies goin crazy and they sufferin in the game

And I swear it's like a trap

But I ain't given up on the hood it's all good when I go back

Hoes show me love, niggaz give me props

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

Now shit's constantly hot, on my block, it never fails to be gunshots

Can't explain a mother's pain, when her son drops

Black male slippin in hail when will we prevail

Fearin jail but crack sales got me livin well

And the system's sucidal with this Thug's Life

Stayin strapped forever strapped in this drug life

God help me, cause I'm starvin, can't get a job

So I resort to violent robberies, my life is hard

Can't sleep cause all the dirt make my heart hurt

Put in work and shed tears for my dead peers

Mislead from childhood where I went astray

Till this day I still pray for a better way

Can't help but feel hopeless and heartbroke

From the start I felt the racism cause I'm dark

Couldn't quit the bullshit make me represent

Hit the bar and played the star, everywhere I went

In my heart, I felt alone out here on my own

I close my eyes and picture home... on my block

And I can't help but wonder whhhy, so many young kids had to die

Caught strays from AK's and the driveby

Swollen pride and homicide, don't coincide

Brothers cry for broken lives, mama come inside

Cause our block is filled with danger

Used to be a close knit community but now we're all cold strangers

Time changes us to stone them crack pipes

All up and down the block exterminatin black life

But I can't blame the dealers

My mama's welfare check has brought the next man chrome wheels

Shit's real, I know ya feel, my tragedy

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

Gamin the hoochies hopin I can get to sleep with her

It's a man's world, stayin strapped

Fantasies of a nigga livin phat, but held back

Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless

Wide eyed and losin focus... on my block

And block parties in tha projects lastin way past daylight

A young nigga learned to break nine

Used to play fight with my homies but they stuck in the pen

I send them ends, but it's tough on a friend, in my mind

I see the same motherf*ckers ballin

Alcohol will make a lazy nigga slip and fall, miss his call

I know the young niggaz understand this

Growing up in this world where everything is scandalous

I reminisce on tha fast times, past crimes

Tryin to cop a slice of pizza with my last dime

Can't explain, just what attracts me to this dirty game

Gold chains, some extra change, and the street fame

And what's strange is that everybody knows my name, swear they all know me

And lots of cash make a nigga change

I hit the green just to maintain, feelin pain

For all the niggaz that I lost to the game... from my bloc

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Writer: BRAD JORDAN, CHARLES MANN, CHARLES M. MANN, DONNY HATHAWAY, LEE STONE, NASHIEM MYRICK, ROBERTA FLACK
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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Dopefiends Diner
by Tupac

Late night coolin' with my homies

Drinkin' Hennessey and cold brew

After smokin', stopped in Oakland

Got the munchies for some soul food

So we stopped to get a bite to eat

At the local Bar-B-Q

It's just another boring Monday

And there's nothing else to do

Now as we stepped out of the car

I heard someone behind me fighting

So I turned to look and find out

What's the cause of this excitement

The brother was a dopefiend

And the other was a dopeman

And the dopeman had an AK

Said he'll spray and he's not jokin'

Well it seems to be the dopefiend

Owed the dopeman for his product

And he swore if he did not pay

He would end up getting shot up

Now I could not walk away

Cause I got caught up in the scene

Wondering, what would happen to this

Poor and helpless fiend

Well my homie Michael Cooley

Said let's go and make our order

What's the use in watchin' two men

Stand out here and fight for quarters

While I walked inside the diner

And all the dope fiends waved to me

Heard the sound of several gun shots

And I ran outside to see...

[Chorus: x2]

Another gun shot rings

(What's going on?)

Another siren rings

(What's going on?)

Another mother cries

(What's going on?)

Cause another innocent died

(What's going on?)

All the people in the diner

Ran outside to see the big show

It was just another party

For them to see just who would they know

But for me I held concern

I wanted to go see the outcome

Would the mother see her son tonight

Or would she live her life without one?

I made it to the streets I

Almost cried right on the spot

Not only had the fiend died

But a small girl had been shot

My heart could take no more

I felt a small tear roll down my face

That was daddy's bullet

But she took it in his place

[Chorus x2]

Tried to make my way through the crowd

So I could go help the baby

She could barely speak, but she was spray

Mister can you please save me

So I screamed out someone help me

But I don't think they could hear

And if they did, they didn't care

Oh how I hated everyone there

The baby lie here, dying

And I wondered what could I do

The cameraman and newspapers had come

To get their interviews

To them it's just a story

And they can't see the tragedy

To them it doesn't matter

Cause it ain't and wasn't their family

I don't think I'll be back

Cause it'll never be the same here

So I wipe away the tears

And leave the scene the way I came here

Those people say it's crazy

And the poor could have been finer

I'll never forget, never forget the night

At Dopefiend's Diner

[Chorus x2]

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do...

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Late night coolin' with my homies

Drinkin' Hennessey and cold brew

After smokin', stopped in Oakland

Got the munchies for some soul food

So we stopped to get a bite to eat

At the local Bar-B-Q

It's just another boring Monday

And there's nothing else to do

Now as we stepped out of the car

I heard someone behind me fighting

So I turned to look and find out

What's the cause of this excitement

The brother was a dopefiend

And the other was a dopeman

And the dopeman had an AK

Said he'll spray and he's not jokin'

Well it seems to be the dopefiend

Owed the dopeman for his product

And he swore if he did not pay

He would end up getting shot up

Now I could not walk away

Cause I got caught up in the scene

Wondering, what would happen to this

Poor and helpless fiend

Well my homie Michael Cooley

Said let's go and make our order

What's the use in watchin' two men

Stand out here and fight for quarters

While I walked inside the diner

And all the dope fiends waved to me

Heard the sound of several gun shots

And I ran outside to see...

[Chorus: x2]

Another gun shot rings

(What's going on?)

Another siren rings

(What's going on?)

Another mother cries

(What's going on?)

Cause another innocent died

(What's going on?)

All the people in the diner

Ran outside to see the big show

It was just another party

For them to see just who would they know

But for me I held concern

I wanted to go see the outcome

Would the mother see her son tonight

Or would she live her life without one?

I made it to the streets I

Almost cried right on the spot

Not only had the fiend died

But a small girl had been shot

My heart could take no more

I felt a small tear roll down my face

That was daddy's bullet

But she took it in his place

[Chorus x2]

Tried to make my way through the crowd

So I could go help the baby

She could barely speak, but she was spray

Mister can you please save me

So I screamed out someone help me

But I don't think they could hear

And if they did, they didn't care

Oh how I hated everyone there

The baby lie here, dying

And I wondered what could I do

The cameraman and newspapers had come

To get their interviews

To them it's just a story

And they can't see the tragedy

To them it doesn't matter

Cause it ain't and wasn't their family

I don't think I'll be back

Cause it'll never be the same here

So I wipe away the tears

And leave the scene the way I came here

Those people say it's crazy

And the poor could have been finer

I'll never forget, never forget the night

At Dopefiend's Diner

[Chorus x2]

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do...

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Writer: TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR, SUZANNE VEGA, DEON EVANS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
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Life Goes On
by Tupac

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz

Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a 'G'

be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of death

my niggas, we tha last ones left

but life goes on.....

[Verse One:]

As I bail through tha empty halls

breath stinkin' 

in my draws

ring, ring, ring

quiet y'all

incoming call

plus this my homie from high school

he's getting bye

It's time to bury another brotha nobody cry

life as a baller

alchol and booty calls

we usta do them as adolecents

do you recall?

raised as G's

loc'ed out and blazed the weed

get on tha roof 

let's get smoked out

and blaze with me

2 in tha morning

and we still high assed out

screamin' 'thug till I die'

before I passed out

but now that your gone

i'm in tha zone

thinkin'

'I don't wanna die all alone'

but now ya gone

and all I got left are stinkin' memories

I love them niggas to death

i'm drinkin' Hennessy

while tryin' ta make it last

I drank a 5th for that ass

when you passed....

cause life goes on

[Chorus]

[Verse Two:]

Yeah nigga

I got tha word as hell

ya blew trial and tha judge gave you

25 with an L

time to prepare to do fed time

won't see parole

imagine life as a convict

that's getten' old

plus with tha drama

we're lookin out for your babies mama

taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin on her...

life in tha hood...

is all good for nobody

remember gamin' on dumb hoties at chill parties

Me and you 

No true a two

while scheming on hits

and gettin tricks 

that maybe we can slide into 

but now you burried

rest nigga

cause I ain't worried

eyes bluried

sayin' goodbye at the cemetary

tho' memories fade

I got your name tated on my arm

so we both ball till' my dying days

before I say goodbye

Kato and Mental rest in peace

Thug till I die

[Chorus]

[Verse Three:]

Bury me smilin'

with G's in my pocket

have a party at my funeral

let every rapper rock it

let tha hoes that I usta know

from way before

kiss me from my head to my toe

give me a paper and a pen

so I can write about my life of sin

a couple bottles of Gin

incase I don't get in

tell all my people i'm a Ridah

nobody cries when we die

we outlaws

let me ride

until I get free

I live my life in tha fast lane

got police chasen me

to my niggas from old blocks 

from old crews

niggas that guided me through 

back in tha old school

pour out some liquor

have a toast for tha homies

see we both gotta die

but ya chose to go before me

and brothas miss ya while your gone

you left your nigga on his own

how long we mourn

life goes on...

[Chorus repeats to end]

[sung overtop repeating chorus]

Life goes on homie

gone on, cause they passed away

Niggas doin' life

Niggas doin' 50 and 60 years and shit

I feel ya nigga, trust me

I feel ya

You know what I mean

last year

we poured out liquor for ya

this year nigga, life goes on

we're gonna clock now

get money

evade bitches

evade tricks

give players plenty space

and basicaly just represent for you baby

next time you see your niggas

your gonna be on top nigga

their gonna be like,

'Goddamn, them niggas came up'

that's right baby

life goes on....

and we up out this bitch

hey Kato, Mental

y'all niggas make sure it's popin' when we get up there

don't front.

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[Chorus: repeat 2X]

How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz

Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a 'G'

be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of death

my niggas, we tha last ones left

but life goes on.....

[Verse One:]

As I bail through tha empty halls

breath stinkin' 

in my draws

ring, ring, ring

quiet y'all

incoming call

plus this my homie from high school

he's getting bye

It's time to bury another brotha nobody cry

life as a baller

alchol and booty calls

we usta do them as adolecents

do you recall?

raised as G's

loc'ed out and blazed the weed

get on tha roof 

let's get smoked out

and blaze with me

2 in tha morning

and we still high assed out

screamin' 'thug till I die'

before I passed out

but now that your gone

i'm in tha zone

thinkin'

'I don't wanna die all alone'

but now ya gone

and all I got left are stinkin' memories

I love them niggas to death

i'm drinkin' Hennessy

while tryin' ta make it last

I drank a 5th for that ass

when you passed....

cause life goes on

[Chorus]

[Verse Two:]

Yeah nigga

I got tha word as hell

ya blew trial and tha judge gave you

25 with an L

time to prepare to do fed time

won't see parole

imagine life as a convict

that's getten' old

plus with tha drama

we're lookin out for your babies mama

taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin on her...

life in tha hood...

is all good for nobody

remember gamin' on dumb hoties at chill parties

Me and you 

No true a two

while scheming on hits

and gettin tricks 

that maybe we can slide into 

but now you burried

rest nigga

cause I ain't worried

eyes bluried

sayin' goodbye at the cemetary

tho' memories fade

I got your name tated on my arm

so we both ball till' my dying days

before I say goodbye

Kato and Mental rest in peace

Thug till I die

[Chorus]

[Verse Three:]

Bury me smilin'

with G's in my pocket

have a party at my funeral

let every rapper rock it

let tha hoes that I usta know

from way before

kiss me from my head to my toe

give me a paper and a pen

so I can write about my life of sin

a couple bottles of Gin

incase I don't get in

tell all my people i'm a Ridah

nobody cries when we die

we outlaws

let me ride

until I get free

I live my life in tha fast lane

got police chasen me

to my niggas from old blocks 

from old crews

niggas that guided me through 

back in tha old school

pour out some liquor

have a toast for tha homies

see we both gotta die

but ya chose to go before me

and brothas miss ya while your gone

you left your nigga on his own

how long we mourn

life goes on...

[Chorus repeats to end]

[sung overtop repeating chorus]

Life goes on homie

gone on, cause they passed away

Niggas doin' life

Niggas doin' 50 and 60 years and shit

I feel ya nigga, trust me

I feel ya

You know what I mean

last year

we poured out liquor for ya

this year nigga, life goes on

we're gonna clock now

get money

evade bitches

evade tricks

give players plenty space

and basicaly just represent for you baby

next time you see your niggas

your gonna be on top nigga

their gonna be like,

'Goddamn, them niggas came up'

that's right baby

life goes on....

and we up out this bitch

hey Kato, Mental

y'all niggas make sure it's popin' when we get up there

don't front.

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Writer: Tupac Amaru Shakur, Johnny Lee Jackson, Joseph B. Jefferson, Charles B. Simmons
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
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I Get Around
by Tupac

(feat. Money B, Shock G)

Aw yeah, I get around

Still clown with the Underground, when we come around

Stronger than ever

[Tupac]

Back to get wreck

All respect to those who break their neck to keep their hoes in check

Cause oh they sweat a brother majorly

And I don't know why, your girl keeps paging me

She tell me that she needs me, cries when she leaves me

And every time she sees me, she squeeze me, lady take it easy!

Hate to sound sleazy, but tease me, I don't want it if it's that easy

Ayo bust it, baby got a problem saying bye bye

Just another hazard of a fly guy

You ask why, don't matter, my pockets got fatter

Now everybody's looking for the latter

And ain't no need in being greedy

If you wanna see me dial the beeper number baby when you need me

And I'll be there in a jiffy

Don't be picky, just be happy with this quickie

But when you learn, you can't tie me down

Baby doll, check it out, I get around

What you mean you don't know? I get around

The Underground just don't stop for hoes, I get around

Still down with the Underground, I get around

Yeah, ayo Shock, let them hoes know

[Shock G]

Now you can tell from my everday fits, I ain't rich

So cease and desist with them tricks (tricks)

I'm just another black man caught up in the mix (mix)

Trying to make a dollar out of fifteen cents (A dime and a nickel)

Just cause I'm a freak don't mean that we could hit the sheets

Baby I can see, that you don't recognize me

I'm Shock G, the one who put the satin on your panties

Never knew a hooker that could share me, I get around

[Money B]

What's up love, how you doing?  (All right)

Well I've been hanging sanging, trying to do my thang

Oh, you heard that I was banging

Your home girl you went to school with, that's cool

But did she tell you about her sister and your cousin? Thought I wasn't

See, weekends were made for Michelob

But it's a Monday, my day, so just let me hit it, yo

And don't mistake my statement for a clown

We can keep in the down low long as you know, that I get around

[Tupac]

2Pacalypse Now don't stop for hoes, I get around

Why I ain't call you?  Ha ha, please

Finger tips on the hips as I dip, gotta get a tight grip, don't slip

Loose lips sink ships, it's a trip

I love the way she licks her lips, see me jocking

Put a little twist in her hips cause I'm watching

Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn

Now we all alone, why the lights on?

Turn 'em off, time to set it off, get you wet and soft

Something's on your mind, let it off

You don't know me, you just met me, you won't let me

Well if I couldn't have it (silly rabbit) why you sweating me?

It's a lot of real G's doing time

Cause a groupy bit the truth and told a lie

You picked the wrong guy baby if you're too fly

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

Cause I only got one night in town

Break out or be clown, baby doll are you down?

I get around

[Shock G]

Round and round, round we go [Repeat 8x]

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(feat. Money B, Shock G)

Aw yeah, I get around

Still clown with the Underground, when we come around

Stronger than ever

[Tupac]

Back to get wreck

All respect to those who break their neck to keep their hoes in check

Cause oh they sweat a brother majorly

And I don't know why, your girl keeps paging me

She tell me that she needs me, cries when she leaves me

And every time she sees me, she squeeze me, lady take it easy!

Hate to sound sleazy, but tease me, I don't want it if it's that easy

Ayo bust it, baby got a problem saying bye bye

Just another hazard of a fly guy

You ask why, don't matter, my pockets got fatter

Now everybody's looking for the latter

And ain't no need in being greedy

If you wanna see me dial the beeper number baby when you need me

And I'll be there in a jiffy

Don't be picky, just be happy with this quickie

But when you learn, you can't tie me down

Baby doll, check it out, I get around

What you mean you don't know? I get around

The Underground just don't stop for hoes, I get around

Still down with the Underground, I get around

Yeah, ayo Shock, let them hoes know

[Shock G]

Now you can tell from my everday fits, I ain't rich

So cease and desist with them tricks (tricks)

I'm just another black man caught up in the mix (mix)

Trying to make a dollar out of fifteen cents (A dime and a nickel)

Just cause I'm a freak don't mean that we could hit the sheets

Baby I can see, that you don't recognize me

I'm Shock G, the one who put the satin on your panties

Never knew a hooker that could share me, I get around

[Money B]

What's up love, how you doing?  (All right)

Well I've been hanging sanging, trying to do my thang

Oh, you heard that I was banging

Your home girl you went to school with, that's cool

But did she tell you about her sister and your cousin? Thought I wasn't

See, weekends were made for Michelob

But it's a Monday, my day, so just let me hit it, yo

And don't mistake my statement for a clown

We can keep in the down low long as you know, that I get around

[Tupac]

2Pacalypse Now don't stop for hoes, I get around

Why I ain't call you?  Ha ha, please

Finger tips on the hips as I dip, gotta get a tight grip, don't slip

Loose lips sink ships, it's a trip

I love the way she licks her lips, see me jocking

Put a little twist in her hips cause I'm watching

Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn

Now we all alone, why the lights on?

Turn 'em off, time to set it off, get you wet and soft

Something's on your mind, let it off

You don't know me, you just met me, you won't let me

Well if I couldn't have it (silly rabbit) why you sweating me?

It's a lot of real G's doing time

Cause a groupy bit the truth and told a lie

You picked the wrong guy baby if you're too fly

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

Cause I only got one night in town

Break out or be clown, baby doll are you down?

I get around

[Shock G]

Round and round, round we go [Repeat 8x]

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Writer: Shirley J. Murdock, Larry Troutman, Roger Troutman, Tupac Shakur, Gregory Jacobs, Ronald R. Brooks
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
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Keep Ya Head Up
by Tupac

        [ Featuring Dave Hollister ]
    
Little somethin' for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corin

Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice

I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots

I give a holler to my sisters on welfare

Tupac cares, if don't nobody else care

And uh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot

When you come around the block, brothas clown a lot

But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up

Forgive but don't forget, girl, keep your head up

And when he tells you you ain't nuttin' don't believe him

And if he can't learn to love you, you should leave him

'Cause sista you don't need him

And I ain't tryin' to gas ya up, I just call 'em how I see 'em (you don't need him)

You know me makes me unhappy? (What's that?)

When brothas make babies

And leave a young mother to be a pappy (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)

And since we all came from a woman

Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman (yeah, yeah)

I wonder why we take from our women

Why we rape our women, do we hate our women? (Why? Why?)

I think it's time to kill for our women (why? Why? Why? Why?)

Time to heal our women, be real to our women

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

That will hate the ladies, that make the babies (oh, yeah, baby)

And since a man can't make one

He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one

So will the real men get up

I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things are gonna get easier

Keep-keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter (ohh)

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things are gonna get easier

Keep-keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter

Ayo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing to me

He had me feelin' like black was the thing to be

And suddenly the ghetto didn't seem so tough

And though we had it rough, we always had enough

I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules

Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two

And I realize momma really paid the price

She nearly gave her life, to raise me right (oh, yeah)

And all I had to give her was my pipe dream (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to the bright screen

I'm tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents

It's hard to be legit and still pay your rent

And in the end it seems I'm headin' for the pen

I try and find my friends, but they're blowin' in the wind

Last night my buddy lost his whole family

It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity (no, no, no, no)

It seems the rain'll never let up

I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin' wet up

You know, it's funny when it rains it pours

They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor

Said it ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is

It ain't no hope for the future

And then they wonder why we crazy

I blame my mother for turning my brother into a crack baby

We ain't meant to survive, 'cause it's a setup

And even though you're fed up

Huh, ya got to keep your head up

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things are gonna get easier

Keep-keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter (oh)

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things are gonna get easier

Keep-keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter

And uh

To all the ladies havin' babies on they own

I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin' all alone

Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome

Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want 'em (left you all by yourself)

'Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure

And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more

'Cause ain't nothin' worse than when your son

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'

You can't complain you was dealt this

Hell of a hand without a man, feelin' helpless

Because there's too many things for you to deal with

Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless

While the tears is rollin' down your cheeks

Ya steady hopin' things don't all down this week

'Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me

I was given this world I didn't make it

And now my son's gettin' older and older and cold

From havin' the world on his shoulders

While the rich kids is drivin' Benz

I'm still tryin' to hold on to my survivin' friends

And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but

Please, you got to keep your head up

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Little somethin' for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corin

Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice

I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots

I give a holler to my sisters on welfare

Tupac cares, if don't nobody else care

And uh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot

When you come around the block, brothas clown a lot

But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up

Forgive but don't forget, girl, keep your head up

And when he tells you you ain't nuttin' don't believe him

And if he can't learn to love you, you should leave him

'Cause sista you don't need him

And I ain't tryin' to gas ya up, I just call 'em how I see 'em (you don't need him)

You know me makes me unhappy? (What's that?)

When brothas make babies

And leave a young mother to be a pappy (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)

And since we all came from a woman

Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman (yeah, yeah)

I wonder why we take from our women

Why we rape our women, do we hate our women? (Why? Why?)

I think it's time to kill for our women (why? Why? Why? Why?)

Time to heal our women, be real to our women

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

That will hate the ladies, that make the babies (oh, yeah, baby)

And since a man can't make one

He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one

So will the real men get up

I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things are gonna get easier

Keep-keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter (ohh)

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things are gonna get easier

Keep-keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter

Ayo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing to me

He had me feelin' like black was the thing to be

And suddenly the ghetto didn't seem so tough

And though we had it rough, we always had enough

I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules

Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two

And I realize momma really paid the price

She nearly gave her life, to raise me right (oh, yeah)

And all I had to give her was my pipe dream (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to the bright screen

I'm tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents

It's hard to be legit and still pay your rent

And in the end it seems I'm headin' for the pen

I try and find my friends, but they're blowin' in the wind

Last night my buddy lost his whole family

It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity (no, no, no, no)

It seems the rain'll never let up

I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin' wet up

You know, it's funny when it rains it pours

They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor

Said it ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is

It ain't no hope for the future

And then they wonder why we crazy

I blame my mother for turning my brother into a crack baby

We ain't meant to survive, 'cause it's a setup

And even though you're fed up

Huh, ya got to keep your head up

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things are gonna get easier

Keep-keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter (oh)

Keep ya head up, ooh, child, things are gonna get easier

Keep-keep ya head up, ooh, child, things'll get brighter

And uh

To all the ladies havin' babies on they own

I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin' all alone

Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome

Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want 'em (left you all by yourself)

'Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure

And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more

'Cause ain't nothin' worse than when your son

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'

You can't complain you was dealt this

Hell of a hand without a man, feelin' helpless

Because there's too many things for you to deal with

Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless

While the tears is rollin' down your cheeks

Ya steady hopin' things don't all down this week

'Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me

I was given this world I didn't make it

And now my son's gettin' older and older and cold

From havin' the world on his shoulders

While the rich kids is drivin' Benz

I'm still tryin' to hold on to my survivin' friends

And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but

Please, you got to keep your head up

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Writer: Tupac Amaru Shakur, Roger Troutman, Stan Vincent, Daryl L. Anderson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
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I Aint Mad At Cha
by Tupac

Change, shit

I guess change is good for any of us

Whatever it take for any of y'all niggas to get up out the hood

Shit, I'm witcha, I ain't mad at cha

Got nothin' but love for ya, do your thing, boy

Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while

I'ma send this one out for y'all, kna' mean?

'Cause I ain't mad at cha

Heard y'all tearin' up shit out there, kickin' up dust

Givin' a motherf*ck

Yeah, niggas (mad at cha)

'Cause I ain't mad at cha

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

You was just a little smaller but you still rolled

Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swole

'Member when you had a Jheri Curl, didn't quite learn

On the block, witcha Glock, trippin' off sherm

Collect calls to the till, sayin' how ya changed

Oh, you a Muslim now, no more dope game

Heard you might be comin' home, just got bail

Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail

I seems I lost my little homie, he's a changed man

Hit the pen' and now no sinnin' is the game plan

When I talk about money, all you see is the struggle

When I tell you I'm livin' large, you tell me it's trouble

Congratulations on the weddin', I hope your wife know

She got a playa for life, and that's no bullshittin'

I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

And I can see us after school, we'd bomb

On the first motherf*cker with the wrong shit on

Now the whole shit's changed, and we don't even kick it

Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherf*cker that

Go toe-to-toe when it's time for roll, you got a brother's back

And I can't even trip, 'cause I'm just laughin' at cha

You tryin' hard to maintain, then go 'head

'Cause I ain't mad at cha

(Hmm) (I ain't mad at cha)

I ain't, mad, at cha (I ain't mad at cha)

I ain't, mad, at cha

We used to be like distant cousins, fightin', playin' dozens

Whole neighborhood buzzin', knowin', that we wasn't

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

I'm gettin' blitzed and I reminisce on all the times we shared

Besides bumpin' and grindin', wasn't nothin' on our mind

In time we learned to live a life of crime

Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know

I caught a felony lovin' the way the guns blow

And even though we separated, you said that you'd wait

Don't give nobody no coochie while I be locked upstate

I kiss my mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes

Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's arrived

Don't shed a tear, 'cause mama I ain't happy here

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

They got me goin' mad, I'm knockin' busters on they backs

In my cell, thinkin, "Hell, I know one day I'll be back"

As soon as I touch down

I told my girl I'll be there, so prepare, to get f*cked down

The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughin' at cha

'Cause you's a down-ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha

I ain't, mad, at cha (I ain't mad at cha)

I ain't, mad, at cha (a true down-ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha)

Well, guess who's movin' up? This nigga's ballin' now

Bitches be callin' to get it, hookers keep fallin' down

He went from nothin' to lots, ten karats to rock

Went from a nobody nigga to the big, man on the block

He's Mister Local Celebrity, addicted to move a key

Most hated by enemy, escape in the luxury

See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made

Now we gotta slay you while you faded, in the younger days

So full of pain while the weapons blaze

Gettin' so high off that bomb, hopin' we make it, to the better days

'Cause crime pays, and in time

You'll find a rhyme'll blaze

You'll feel the fire from the niggas in my younger days

So many changed on me, so many tried to plot

That I keep a Glock beside my head, when will it stop?

'Til God return me to my essence

'Cause even as a adolescent, I refuse to be a convalescent

So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still down

I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now?

They got so much to say, but I'm just laughin' at cha

You niggas just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha (I)

I ain't, mad at cha (and I ain't mad at cha)

I ain't mad (hell nah I ain't mad at cha) at cha

I ain't, mad at cha (and I ain't mad at cha)

I ain't, mad at cha (I ain't mad at cha)

I ain't, mad at cha, no

I ain't mad at cha

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Change, shit

I guess change is good for any of us

Whatever it take for any of y'all niggas to get up out the hood

Shit, I'm witcha, I ain't mad at cha

Got nothin' but love for ya, do your thing, boy

Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while

I'ma send this one out for y'all, kna' mean?

'Cause I ain't mad at cha

Heard y'all tearin' up shit out there, kickin' up dust

Givin' a motherf*ck

Yeah, niggas (mad at cha)

'Cause I ain't mad at cha

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

You was just a little smaller but you still rolled

Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swole

'Member when you had a Jheri Curl, didn't quite learn

On the block, witcha Glock, trippin' off sherm

Collect calls to the till, sayin' how ya changed

Oh, you a Muslim now, no more dope game

Heard you might be comin' home, just got bail

Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail

I seems I lost my little homie, he's a changed man

Hit the pen' and now no sinnin' is the game plan

When I talk about money, all you see is the struggle

When I tell you I'm livin' large, you tell me it's trouble

Congratulations on the weddin', I hope your wife know

She got a playa for life, and that's no bullshittin'

I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

And I can see us after school, we'd bomb

On the first motherf*cker with the wrong shit on

Now the whole shit's changed, and we don't even kick it

Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherf*cker that

Go toe-to-toe when it's time for roll, you got a brother's back

And I can't even trip, 'cause I'm just laughin' at cha

You tryin' hard to maintain, then go 'head

'Cause I ain't mad at cha

(Hmm) (I ain't mad at cha)

I ain't, mad, at cha (I ain't mad at cha)

I ain't, mad, at cha

We used to be like distant cousins, fightin', playin' dozens

Whole neighborhood buzzin', knowin', that we wasn't

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

I'm gettin' blitzed and I reminisce on all the times we shared

Besides bumpin' and grindin', wasn't nothin' on our mind

In time we learned to live a life of crime

Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know

I caught a felony lovin' the way the guns blow

And even though we separated, you said that you'd wait

Don't give nobody no coochie while I be locked upstate

I kiss my mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes

Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's arrived

Don't shed a tear, 'cause mama I ain't happy here

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

They got me goin' mad, I'm knockin' busters on they backs

In my cell, thinkin, "Hell, I know one day I'll be back"

As soon as I touch down

I told my girl I'll be there, so prepare, to get f*cked down

The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughin' at cha

'Cause you's a down-ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha

I ain't, mad, at cha (I ain't mad at cha)

I ain't, mad, at cha (a true down-ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha)

Well, guess who's movin' up? This nigga's ballin' now

Bitches be callin' to get it, hookers keep fallin' down

He went from nothin' to lots, ten karats to rock

Went from a nobody nigga to the big, man on the block

He's Mister Local Celebrity, addicted to move a key

Most hated by enemy, escape in the luxury

See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made

Now we gotta slay you while you faded, in the younger days

So full of pain while the weapons blaze

Gettin' so high off that bomb, hopin' we make it, to the better days

'Cause crime pays, and in time

You'll find a rhyme'll blaze

You'll feel the fire from the niggas in my younger days

So many changed on me, so many tried to plot

That I keep a Glock beside my head, when will it stop?

'Til God return me to my essence

'Cause even as a adolescent, I refuse to be a convalescent

So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still down

I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now?

They got so much to say, but I'm just laughin' at cha

You niggas just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha (I)

I ain't, mad at cha (and I ain't mad at cha)

I ain't mad (hell nah I ain't mad at cha) at cha

I ain't, mad at cha (and I ain't mad at cha)

I ain't, mad at cha (I ain't mad at cha)

I ain't, mad at cha, no

I ain't mad at cha

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Writer: Delmar Arnaud, Danny Steward, Tupac Shakur, Etterlene Jordan
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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Please Wake Me When I'm Free
by Tupac

Please.. wake me when I am free 
I cannot bear captivity 
Where my country, I am told, "Hold no significance" 
I waited and died in ignorance 
But my inner eye can see, a race 
Who reigned as king in another place 
The green trees were rich and full 
And every man spoke of beautiful men and women together as equals 
 
War was gone because all was at peace 
But now like a nightmare, I woke to see 
That I live like a prisoner of poverty.. 
 
Please.. wake me when I am free 
I cannot bear captivity 
For, I would rather be stricken blind 
Than to live without expression of mind

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English

Please.. wake me when I am free 
I cannot bear captivity 
Where my country, I am told, "Hold no significance" 
I waited and died in ignorance 
But my inner eye can see, a race 
Who reigned as king in another place 
The green trees were rich and full 
And every man spoke of beautiful men and women together as equals 
 
War was gone because all was at peace 
But now like a nightmare, I woke to see 
That I live like a prisoner of poverty.. 
 
Please.. wake me when I am free 
I cannot bear captivity 
For, I would rather be stricken blind 
Than to live without expression of mind

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Writer: SIKIRU ADPOJU, FEMI OJETUNDE, AFENI SHAKUR
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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The Rose That Grew From Concrete
by Tupac

[Tupac Shakur]
You try to plant somethin in the conrete, why'knowhatImean?
If it GROW, and the and the rose petal got all kind of
Scratches and marks, you not gon' say, "Damn, look at 
All the scratches and marks on the rose that grew from concrete"
You gon' be like, "Damn! A rose grew from the concrete?!"
Same thing with me, why'knahmean? I grew out of all of this
Instead of sayin, "Damn, he did this, he did this,"
Just be like, "DAMN! He grew out of that? He came out of that?"
That's what they should say, why'knowhatImean?
All the trouble to survive and make good out of the dirty, nasty
Why'knowhahatImean unbelievable lifestyle they gave me
I'm just tryin to make somethin..

[Nikki Giovanni]
When no one even cared
The rose it grew from concrete
Keepin all these dreams
Provin nature's laws wrong
It learned how to walk without havin feet
It came from concrete

[spoken part]
Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete?
Provin nature's laws wrong it learned how to walk without havin feet
Funny it seems but, by keepin its dreams
It, learned to breathe FRESH air
Long live the rose that grew from concrete
When no one else even cared
No one else even cared..
The rose that grew from concrete

[spoken part]
Did you hear..
Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete?
Provin nature's laws wrong
It learned to walk without having feet
Funny it seems but by keeping its dreams
It learned to breathe FRESH air
Long live the rose that grew from concrete
When no one else, even cared

[Nikki Giovanni]
Keepin all these dreams
Provin nature's laws wrong
It learned how to walk without havin feet (to breathe the fresh air)
It came from concrete (to breathe the fresh air)
(to breathe the fresh air, to breathe the fresh air)

[Tupac Shakur]
You see you wouldn't ask why the rose that grew from the concrete
Had damaged petals. On the contrary, we would all celebrate its
Tenacity. We would all love it's will to reach the sun.
Well, we are the rose - this is the concrete - and these are 
My damaged petals. Don't ask me why, thank God nigga, ask me how!
Hahahaha..

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English

[Tupac Shakur]
You try to plant somethin in the conrete, why'knowhatImean?
If it GROW, and the and the rose petal got all kind of
Scratches and marks, you not gon' say, "Damn, look at 
All the scratches and marks on the rose that grew from concrete"
You gon' be like, "Damn! A rose grew from the concrete?!"
Same thing with me, why'knahmean? I grew out of all of this
Instead of sayin, "Damn, he did this, he did this,"
Just be like, "DAMN! He grew out of that? He came out of that?"
That's what they should say, why'knowhatImean?
All the trouble to survive and make good out of the dirty, nasty
Why'knowhahatImean unbelievable lifestyle they gave me
I'm just tryin to make somethin..

[Nikki Giovanni]
When no one even cared
The rose it grew from concrete
Keepin all these dreams
Provin nature's laws wrong
It learned how to walk without havin feet
It came from concrete

[spoken part]
Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete?
Provin nature's laws wrong it learned how to walk without havin feet
Funny it seems but, by keepin its dreams
It, learned to breathe FRESH air
Long live the rose that grew from concrete
When no one else even cared
No one else even cared..
The rose that grew from concrete

[spoken part]
Did you hear..
Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete?
Provin nature's laws wrong
It learned to walk without having feet
Funny it seems but by keeping its dreams
It learned to breathe FRESH air
Long live the rose that grew from concrete
When no one else, even cared

[Nikki Giovanni]
Keepin all these dreams
Provin nature's laws wrong
It learned how to walk without havin feet (to breathe the fresh air)
It came from concrete (to breathe the fresh air)
(to breathe the fresh air, to breathe the fresh air)

[Tupac Shakur]
You see you wouldn't ask why the rose that grew from the concrete
Had damaged petals. On the contrary, we would all celebrate its
Tenacity. We would all love it's will to reach the sun.
Well, we are the rose - this is the concrete - and these are 
My damaged petals. Don't ask me why, thank God nigga, ask me how!
Hahahaha..

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Writer: Femi Ojetunde, Jamal Joseph, Royal Bayyan, Tarik Bayyan, Tupac Shakur
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
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Me Against The World
by Tupac

[Tupac]	

It's just me against the world

[girl]	

Oooohhh, oooohhh

[Tupac]	

Nuttin to lose..

It's just me against the world baby

[girl]	

Oahhhh, oahhhahh

[Tupac]	

I got nuttin to lose

It's just me against the world

[girl]	

Oh-hahhh

[Tupac]	

Stuck in the game

Me against the world baby

[Verse One: 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, leavin dead bodies in abandoned buildings

Carries to children cause they're illin

Addicted to killin and the appeal from the cap peelin

Without feelin, but will they last or be blasted?

Hard headed bastard

Maybe he'll listen in his casket -- the aftermath

More bodies being buried -- I'm losing my homies in a hurry

They're relocating to the cemetary

Got me worried, stressin, my vision's blurried

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 this 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

[girl]	

Me against the world

[Tupac]	

It's just me against the world

[girl]	

Ooooh yeah, ooo-hooo

[Tupac]	

It's just me against the world

[girl]	

Me against the world

[Tupac]	

Cause it's just me against the world baby

[girl]	

Hey!!

[Tupac]	

Me against the world

[girl]	

Ooooh yeah

[Tupac]	

I got nuttin to lose

It's just me against the world baby

[girl]	

I got nothing to lose

[Verse Two: Dramacydal]

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 this Earth is what I'm dreamin

Seein Daddy's semen, full of crooked demons, already crazy

and screamin I guess them nightmares as a child

had me scared, but left me prepared for a while

Is there another route?  For a crooked Outlaw

Veteran, a villian, a young thug, who one day shall fall

Everday there's mo' death, and plus I'm dough-less

I'm seein mo' reasons for me to proceed with thievin

Scheme on the scheming and leave they peeps grieving

Cause ain't no bucks to stack up, my nuts is backed up

I'm bout to act up, go load the Mac up, now watch me klacka

Tried makin fat cuts, but yo it ain't workin

And Evil's lurking, I can see him smirking

when I gets to pervin, so what?

Go put some work in, and make my mail, makin sales

Risking 25 with a 'L', but oh well

[girl]	

Me against the world

[Tupac]	

With nuttin to lose

It's just me against the world

[girl]	

Ooh yeah.. oooh-ooooh

[Tupac]	

It's just me against the world baby

[girl]	

Me against the world

[Tupac]	

I got nuttin to lose

It's just me against the world

[girl]	

Oahhhohh

[Tupac]	

Ha ha

It's just me against the world baby

[girl]	

Ha-ahh, HA-AHH!

[Tupac]	

With nuttin to lose

It's just me against the world baby

[girl]	

Me against the world, hoahhh

[Tupac]	

Me against the world

I got nuttin to lose

It's just me against the world baby

[girl]	

Ha-hahh (hehe) heyy!

[Verse Three: Tupac]

With all this extra stressin

The question I wonder is after death, after my last breath

When will I finaly get to rest?  Through this supression

they punish the people that's askin questions

And those that possess, steal from the ones without possesions

The message I stress: to make it stop study your lessons

Don't settle for less - even the genius asks-es questions

Be grateful for blessings

Don't ever change, keep your essence

The power is in the people and politics we address

Always do your best, don't let the pressure make you panic

And when you get stranded

And things don't go the way you planned it

Dreamin of riches, in a position of makin a difference

Politicians and hypocrites, they don't wanna listen

If I'm insane, it's the fame made a brother change

It wasn't nuttin like the game

It's just me against the world

[girl]	

Me against the world

[Tupac]	

Nuttin to lose

It's just me against the world baby

[girl]	

Me against the world

[Tupac]	

Got me stuck in the game

It's just me against the world

[girl]	

Oahahhhh

[Tupac]	

I'd be ashamed to lose

It's just me against the world baby

[girl]	

Me against the world

[Outro: Tupac]

Heh, hahahahahahah

That's right

I know it seem hard sometimes but uhh

Remember one thing

Through 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

[girl]	

Me against the world [3X]

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[Tupac]	

It's just me against the world

[girl]	

Oooohhh, oooohhh

[Tupac]	

Nuttin to lose..

It's just me against the world baby

[girl]	

Oahhhh, oahhhahh

[Tupac]	

I got nuttin to lose

It's just me against the world

[girl]	

Oh-hahhh

[Tupac]	

Stuck in the game

Me against the world baby

[Verse One: 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, leavin dead bodies in abandoned buildings

Carries to children cause they're illin

Addicted to killin and the appeal from the cap peelin

Without feelin, but will they last or be blasted?

Hard headed bastard

Maybe he'll listen in his casket -- the aftermath

More bodies being buried -- I'm losing my homies in a hurry

They're relocating to the cemetary

Got me worried, stressin, my vision's blurried

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 this 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

[girl]	

Me against the world

[Tupac]	

It's just me against the world

[girl]	

Ooooh yeah, ooo-hooo

[Tupac]	

It's just me against the world

[girl]	

Me against the world

[Tupac]	

Cause it's just me against the world baby

[girl]	

Hey!!

[Tupac]	

Me against the world

[girl]	

Ooooh yeah

[Tupac]	

I got nuttin to lose

It's just me against the world baby

[girl]	

I got nothing to lose

[Verse Two: Dramacydal]

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 this Earth is what I'm dreamin

Seein Daddy's semen, full of crooked demons, already crazy

and screamin I guess them nightmares as a child

had me scared, but left me prepared for a while

Is there another route?  For a crooked Outlaw

Veteran, a villian, a young thug, who one day shall fall

Everday there's mo' death, and plus I'm dough-less

I'm seein mo' reasons for me to proceed with thievin

Scheme on the scheming and leave they peeps grieving

Cause ain't no bucks to stack up, my nuts is backed up

I'm bout to act up, go load the Mac up, now watch me klacka

Tried makin fat cuts, but yo it ain't workin

And Evil's lurking, I can see him smirking

when I gets to pervin, so what?

Go put some work in, and make my mail, makin sales

Risking 25 with a 'L', but oh well

[girl]	

Me against the world

[Tupac]	

With nuttin to lose

It's just me against the world

[girl]	

Ooh yeah.. oooh-ooooh

[Tupac]	

It's just me against the world baby

[girl]	

Me against the world

[Tupac]	

I got nuttin to lose

It's just me against the world

[girl]	

Oahhhohh

[Tupac]	

Ha ha

It's just me against the world baby

[girl]	

Ha-ahh, HA-AHH!

[Tupac]	

With nuttin to lose

It's just me against the world baby

[girl]	

Me against the world, hoahhh

[Tupac]	

Me against the world

I got nuttin to lose

It's just me against the world baby

[girl]	

Ha-hahh (hehe) heyy!

[Verse Three: Tupac]

With all this extra stressin

The question I wonder is after death, after my last breath

When will I finaly get to rest?  Through this supression

they punish the people that's askin questions

And those that possess, steal from the ones without possesions

The message I stress: to make it stop study your lessons

Don't settle for less - even the genius asks-es questions

Be grateful for blessings

Don't ever change, keep your essence

The power is in the people and politics we address

Always do your best, don't let the pressure make you panic

And when you get stranded

And things don't go the way you planned it

Dreamin of riches, in a position of makin a difference

Politicians and hypocrites, they don't wanna listen

If I'm insane, it's the fame made a brother change

It wasn't nuttin like the game

It's just me against the world

[girl]	

Me against the world

[Tupac]	

Nuttin to lose

It's just me against the world baby

[girl]	

Me against the world

[Tupac]	

Got me stuck in the game

It's just me against the world

[girl]	

Oahahhhh

[Tupac]	

I'd be ashamed to lose

It's just me against the world baby

[girl]	

Me against the world

[Outro: Tupac]

Heh, hahahahahahah

That's right

I know it seem hard sometimes but uhh

Remember one thing

Through 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

[girl]	

Me against the world [3X]

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Writer: Kenneth Karlin, Carsten Schack, Leon Ware, Burt F Bacharach, Hal David, Yafeu A Fula, Malcom Greenridge, Minnie Ripperton, Richard Rudolph, Tupac Amaru Shakur
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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Whatz Next
by Tupac

(feat. A3 & Jay Rock)

[Tupac:]

Tell me what the f*ck am I suppose to do

Now what's next

Tell me what the f*ck am I suppose to do

Now what's next

Caught up in the middle

My life's a riddle

Don't let it get ya

I wanna be legal

But it's this hustle that get me richer

One love to my peoples makin' money

I can see you bubblin'

Avoid all trouble

Beware of devils continue strugglin'

Nothin's impossible if there's a will there's a way

So get your mind on official business

You can be great

And it's been this way from the cradle to the grave

So get paid

My niggaz do this every f*ckin' day

We parlay

Through politics and conversation

This information to my thug niggaz in the congregation

Watch and bare witness to the pleasures of participation

Separation is self destruction

What's needed is unification

Cause the world ain't hardly scared

If not prepared

Be sure to be bummy and be no longer there

But no one cares it's there to share

All we get is stares

Because of fear we'll evaporate

Say your prayers

And what's next

[Chorus x2:]

Hard livin' got me goin' insane

But I'm addicted to the hustle I'm trapped in the game

Whatz next

I'm goin' crazy

Tell me tell me what the f*ck am I suppose to do

Whatz next

[A3:]

(Aye its on A3)

Makaveli tried to warn us

But niggaz ain't listen to Pac

Naw (listen listen) nigga really listen to Pac

Shit yean got it yet (no)

Then you won't get it

Might as well measure 'em up

And have his ass fitted

Why

Caught slippin' dog trippin' didn't soak game

Got his wig split like dem shutters on the airplane

Never will change niggaz wit' no name no shame

Might open ya head foe mess broke change

I stay posted like a flag (flag)

Starin' thru my rear view ballin' in a jag (jag)

Bounce wit me Cali body rock down in H-Town

We gon' put these artificial bustas in they place now

Time foe a change

Real niggaz rollin' wit' me

Money makin' swift decision we controllin' the streets

Side track by the broads and the frauds

Ain't it strange

It's the reason so many niggaz get scarred in the game

Whatz next

[Chorus x2]

[Jay Rock:]

That money gotta make it

What I gotta do to make it

Do I really gotta take it

Put this mack up to you face it

Doin' what we gotta do to survive

Just ask Kweli doin' what we do to get by

Some niggaz stick to the crime

Pitchin' nickel and dimes

What the f*ck we s'pose to do

Who gon' give us a job

So I tried and tried

Tried to get out the grind

But the block kept on callin' me back

Fiends kept on callin' for crack

So I supply 'em wit' that

Gave 'em a reasonable fee

Nigga don't blame it on me

Shit just look where I'm at

Niggaz in gardens

LAPD is the target

Niggaz is heartless hustle regardless

Look that dope spot use to be an apartment

But now it's just a place to hide the guns in the closet

Watch ya step shift the grams under the carpet

We just tryin' hard not to see that coffin

Whatz next

[Chorus x2]

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(feat. A3 & Jay Rock)

[Tupac:]

Tell me what the f*ck am I suppose to do

Now what's next

Tell me what the f*ck am I suppose to do

Now what's next

Caught up in the middle

My life's a riddle

Don't let it get ya

I wanna be legal

But it's this hustle that get me richer

One love to my peoples makin' money

I can see you bubblin'

Avoid all trouble

Beware of devils continue strugglin'

Nothin's impossible if there's a will there's a way

So get your mind on official business

You can be great

And it's been this way from the cradle to the grave

So get paid

My niggaz do this every f*ckin' day

We parlay

Through politics and conversation

This information to my thug niggaz in the congregation

Watch and bare witness to the pleasures of participation

Separation is self destruction

What's needed is unification

Cause the world ain't hardly scared

If not prepared

Be sure to be bummy and be no longer there

But no one cares it's there to share

All we get is stares

Because of fear we'll evaporate

Say your prayers

And what's next

[Chorus x2:]

Hard livin' got me goin' insane

But I'm addicted to the hustle I'm trapped in the game

Whatz next

I'm goin' crazy

Tell me tell me what the f*ck am I suppose to do

Whatz next

[A3:]

(Aye its on A3)

Makaveli tried to warn us

But niggaz ain't listen to Pac

Naw (listen listen) nigga really listen to Pac

Shit yean got it yet (no)

Then you won't get it

Might as well measure 'em up

And have his ass fitted

Why

Caught slippin' dog trippin' didn't soak game

Got his wig split like dem shutters on the airplane

Never will change niggaz wit' no name no shame

Might open ya head foe mess broke change

I stay posted like a flag (flag)

Starin' thru my rear view ballin' in a jag (jag)

Bounce wit me Cali body rock down in H-Town

We gon' put these artificial bustas in they place now

Time foe a change

Real niggaz rollin' wit' me

Money makin' swift decision we controllin' the streets

Side track by the broads and the frauds

Ain't it strange

It's the reason so many niggaz get scarred in the game

Whatz next

[Chorus x2]

[Jay Rock:]

That money gotta make it

What I gotta do to make it

Do I really gotta take it

Put this mack up to you face it

Doin' what we gotta do to survive

Just ask Kweli doin' what we do to get by

Some niggaz stick to the crime

Pitchin' nickel and dimes

What the f*ck we s'pose to do

Who gon' give us a job

So I tried and tried

Tried to get out the grind

But the block kept on callin' me back

Fiends kept on callin' for crack

So I supply 'em wit' that

Gave 'em a reasonable fee

Nigga don't blame it on me

Shit just look where I'm at

Niggaz in gardens

LAPD is the target

Niggaz is heartless hustle regardless

Look that dope spot use to be an apartment

But now it's just a place to hide the guns in the closet

Watch ya step shift the grams under the carpet

We just tryin' hard not to see that coffin

Whatz next

[Chorus x2]

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Writer: JOHNNY MCKINZIE, JOHNNY LEE JACKSON, MAURICE SHELTON-HARDING SHAKUR, SALIH WILLIAMS, TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR, TYRUSS GERALD HIMES
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, MISSING LINK MUSIC
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Dear Mama
by Tupac

You are appreciated

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, breaking 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 daddies, 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

Hey! I see the penitentiary one day

And running 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

Lady

Don't ya know we love ya? Sweet lady

Dear mama

Place no one above ya, sweet lady

You are appreciated

Don't ya know we love ya?

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 looking 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 hanging

I needed money of my own so I started slanging

I ain't guilty 'cause even though I sell rocks

It feels good putting money in your mailbox

I love paying 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

And never left me alone because you cared for me

And I could see you coming home after work late

You're in the kitchen tryin' to fix us a hot plate

Ya just workin' with the scraps you was given

And mama made miracles every Thanksgiving

But now the road got rough, you're alone

You're trying 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

Lady

Don't ya know we love ya, sweet lady?

And dear mama

Place no one above ya, sweet lady

You are appreciated

Don't ya know we love ya?

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 crazy

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

Lady

Don't ya know we love ya, sweet lady?

And dear mama

Place no one above ya, sweet lady

You are appreciated

Don't ya know we love ya?

Sweet lady

And dear mama

Dear mama

Lady, lady, lady

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You are appreciated

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, breaking 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 daddies, 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

Hey! I see the penitentiary one day

And running 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

Lady

Don't ya know we love ya? Sweet lady

Dear mama

Place no one above ya, sweet lady

You are appreciated

Don't ya know we love ya?

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 looking 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 hanging

I needed money of my own so I started slanging

I ain't guilty 'cause even though I sell rocks

It feels good putting money in your mailbox

I love paying 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

And never left me alone because you cared for me

And I could see you coming home after work late

You're in the kitchen tryin' to fix us a hot plate

Ya just workin' with the scraps you was given

And mama made miracles every Thanksgiving

But now the road got rough, you're alone

You're trying 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

Lady

Don't ya know we love ya, sweet lady?

And dear mama

Place no one above ya, sweet lady

You are appreciated

Don't ya know we love ya?

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 crazy

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

Lady

Don't ya know we love ya, sweet lady?

And dear mama

Place no one above ya, sweet lady

You are appreciated

Don't ya know we love ya?

Sweet lady

And dear mama

Dear mama

Lady, lady, lady

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Writer: Bruce Hawes, Charles Simmons, Joseph Jefferson, Tony Pizarro, Tupac Shakur, Joseph Sample
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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Holler If Ya Hear Me
by Tupac

        [ Featuring Live Squad ]
    

Aww yeah, uhh, uhh holla if ya hear me, yeah

Here we go, turn it up, let it start
From block to block we snatching
Hearts and jacking marks
And the punk police can't fade me and maybe
We can have peace someday, G
But right now I got my mind set up
Lookin' down the barrel of my nine, get up
'Cause it's time to make the payback fat
Tell my brothers on the
Block-better stay strapped, black
And accept no substitutes
I bring truth to the youth tear
The roof off the whole school
Oh no, I won't turn the other cheek
In case ya can't see when
We burned the other week
Now we got 'em in a smash, blast
How long will it last 'til
The po' get mo' cash until then, raise up!
Tell my young black males, blaze up!
Life's a mess don't stress, test
I'm givin' but be thankful
That you're livin', blessed
Much love to my brothers in the pen'
See ya when I free ya if
Not when they shove me in
Once again it's an all out strapped
Keep ya hands on ya gat
Now your boys watch ya back
'Cause in the alleys out in Cali I'ma tell ya
Mess with the best and the
Vest couldn't help ya
Scream, if ya feel me see it clearly?
You're too near me

Holler if ya hear me! "Hard"
"Tellin' you to hear it" "The rebel"

Pump ya fists like this holla if ya hear me
PUMP PUMP if you're pissed
To the sell-outs, livin' it up
One way or another you'll be givin' it up
Huh i guess 'cause I'm black born
I'm supposed to say peace, sing songs
And get capped on
But it's time for a new plan, BAM!
I'll be swingin' like a one man clan
Here we go, turn it up, don't stop
To my homies on the block
Gettin dropped by cops
I'm still around for ya
Keepin my sound underground for ya
And I'ma throw a change up
Quayle ain't do nothing but blow my name up!
Now my homies in the backstreets
The blackstreets
They feel me when they rollin'
In they fat jeeps
This ain't just a rap song, a black song
Tellin' all my brothers, get they strap on
And look for me in the struggle
Hustlin 'til other brothers bubble

Holler if ya hear me! "Hard"
"Tellin' you to hear it" "The rebel"

Will I quit, will I quit?
They claim that I'm violent, but still I keep
Representin', never give up on a good thing
Wouldn't stop it if we could
It's a hood thing
And now I'm like a major threat
'Cause I remind you of the things
You were made to forget
Bring the noise to all my boys
Know the real from the bustas and the decoys
And if ya hustle like a real G
Pump ya fist if ya feel me
Holla if ya hear me
Learn to survive in the nine-tre'
I make rhyme pay, others make crime pay
Whatever it takes to live and stand
'Cause nobody else'll give a damn
So we live like caged beasts
Waitin' for the day to let the rage free
Still me 'til they kill me
I love it when they fear me

Holler if ya hear me! "Hard"
"Tellin' you to hear it" "The rebel"
You're too near me, to see it clearly
Holler if ya hear me! "Hard"
"Tellin' you to hear it" "The rebel"

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English

Aww yeah, uhh, uhh holla if ya hear me, yeah

Here we go, turn it up, let it start
From block to block we snatching
Hearts and jacking marks
And the punk police can't fade me and maybe
We can have peace someday, G
But right now I got my mind set up
Lookin' down the barrel of my nine, get up
'Cause it's time to make the payback fat
Tell my brothers on the
Block-better stay strapped, black
And accept no substitutes
I bring truth to the youth tear
The roof off the whole school
Oh no, I won't turn the other cheek
In case ya can't see when
We burned the other week
Now we got 'em in a smash, blast
How long will it last 'til
The po' get mo' cash until then, raise up!
Tell my young black males, blaze up!
Life's a mess don't stress, test
I'm givin' but be thankful
That you're livin', blessed
Much love to my brothers in the pen'
See ya when I free ya if
Not when they shove me in
Once again it's an all out strapped
Keep ya hands on ya gat
Now your boys watch ya back
'Cause in the alleys out in Cali I'ma tell ya
Mess with the best and the
Vest couldn't help ya
Scream, if ya feel me see it clearly?
You're too near me

Holler if ya hear me! "Hard"
"Tellin' you to hear it" "The rebel"

Pump ya fists like this holla if ya hear me
PUMP PUMP if you're pissed
To the sell-outs, livin' it up
One way or another you'll be givin' it up
Huh i guess 'cause I'm black born
I'm supposed to say peace, sing songs
And get capped on
But it's time for a new plan, BAM!
I'll be swingin' like a one man clan
Here we go, turn it up, don't stop
To my homies on the block
Gettin dropped by cops
I'm still around for ya
Keepin my sound underground for ya
And I'ma throw a change up
Quayle ain't do nothing but blow my name up!
Now my homies in the backstreets
The blackstreets
They feel me when they rollin'
In they fat jeeps
This ain't just a rap song, a black song
Tellin' all my brothers, get they strap on
And look for me in the struggle
Hustlin 'til other brothers bubble

Holler if ya hear me! "Hard"
"Tellin' you to hear it" "The rebel"

Will I quit, will I quit?
They claim that I'm violent, but still I keep
Representin', never give up on a good thing
Wouldn't stop it if we could
It's a hood thing
And now I'm like a major threat
'Cause I remind you of the things
You were made to forget
Bring the noise to all my boys
Know the real from the bustas and the decoys
And if ya hustle like a real G
Pump ya fist if ya feel me
Holla if ya hear me
Learn to survive in the nine-tre'
I make rhyme pay, others make crime pay
Whatever it takes to live and stand
'Cause nobody else'll give a damn
So we live like caged beasts
Waitin' for the day to let the rage free
Still me 'til they kill me
I love it when they fear me

Holler if ya hear me! "Hard"
"Tellin' you to hear it" "The rebel"
You're too near me, to see it clearly
Holler if ya hear me! "Hard"
"Tellin' you to hear it" "The rebel"

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Writer: Tupac Amaru Shakur, Kevin Rhames, Randy Walker, Christopher Walker, Barrett Strong, Norman Jesse Whitfield, George Jr. Clinton, Garry Marshall Shider, David Chung Spradley
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Word Collections Publishing
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My Block (Reprise)
by Holler If Ya Hear Me Cast

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Changes
by Tupac

[1]

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?

I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black

my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch

Cops give a damn about a negro

pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero

Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares

one less hungry mouth on the welfare

First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers

give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other

It's time to fight back that's what Huey said

2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead

I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere

unless we share with each other

We gotta start makin' changes 

learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers

and that's how it's supposed to be

How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?

I'd love to go back to when we played as kids

but things changed, and that's the way it is

[Bridge w/ changing ad libs]

Come on come on

That's just the way it is

Things'll never be the same

That's just the way it is

aww yeah

[Repeat]

[2]

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, let's erase the wasted

Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right

'cause both black and white is smokin' crack 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 ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh

It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact

the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks

But some things will never change

try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game

Now tell me what's a mother to do

bein' real don't 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

sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"

Well hey, well that's the way it is

[Bridge]

[Talking:]

We gotta make a change...

It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes.

Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live

and let's change the way we treat each other.

You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do

what we gotta do, to survive.

[3]

And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace

It's 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 ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do

But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it back to you

Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up,

crack 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 can't touch this

I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this

That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool

my mama didn't raise no fool

And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped

& I never get to lay back

'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs

some buck that I roughed up way back

comin' back after all these years

rat-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh

[Bridge 'til fade]

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[1]

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?

I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black

my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch

Cops give a damn about a negro

pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero

Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares

one less hungry mouth on the welfare

First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers

give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other

It's time to fight back that's what Huey said

2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead

I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere

unless we share with each other

We gotta start makin' changes 

learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers

and that's how it's supposed to be

How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?

I'd love to go back to when we played as kids

but things changed, and that's the way it is

[Bridge w/ changing ad libs]

Come on come on

That's just the way it is

Things'll never be the same

That's just the way it is

aww yeah

[Repeat]

[2]

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, let's erase the wasted

Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right

'cause both black and white is smokin' crack 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 ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh

It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact

the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks

But some things will never change

try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game

Now tell me what's a mother to do

bein' real don't 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

sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"

Well hey, well that's the way it is

[Bridge]

[Talking:]

We gotta make a change...

It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes.

Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live

and let's change the way we treat each other.

You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do

what we gotta do, to survive.

[3]

And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace

It's 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 ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do

But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it back to you

Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up,

crack 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 can't touch this

I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this

That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool

my mama didn't raise no fool

And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped

& I never get to lay back

'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs

some buck that I roughed up way back

comin' back after all these years

rat-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh

[Bridge 'til fade]

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Writer: BRUCE HORNSBY, TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR, DEON EVENS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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Resist The Temptation/Dear Mama (Reprise)
by Holler If Ya Hear Me Cast

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Hail Mary
by Tupac

Makaveli in this

Killuminati, all through your body

The blow's like a twelve gauge shotty

Feel me! (Come with me, Hail Mary nigga)

And God said he should send his one begotten son (Hail Mary nigga, run quick see)

To lead the wild into the ways of the man (what do we have here, now)

(Do you want to ride or die) Follow me (La dadada, la la la la) 

Eat my flesh, flesh and my flesh 

Come with me

Hail Mary nigga run quick see

What do we have here now

Do you want to ride or die 

La dadada, la la la la

I ain't a killer, but don't push me

Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to getting pussy

Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words being quoted

Peeped the weakness in the rap game and sewed it

Bow down, pray to God, hoping that he's listening

Seeing niggas coming for me, through my diamonds, when they glistening

Now pay attention, bless me please Father, I'm a ghost

In these killing fields, Hail Mary, catch me if I go

Let's go deep inside the solitary mind of a madman

Screams, in the dark, evil lurks

Enemies, see me flee

Activate my hate, let it break to the flame

Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim

Some say the game is all corrupt and f*cked in this shit

Stuck, niggas is lucky if we bust out this shit, and plus

Mama told me never stop until I bust a nut

F*ck the world if they can't adjust

It's just as well, Hail Mary

Come with me

Hail Mary nigga run quick see

What do we have here now

Do you want to ride or die 

La dadada, la la la la

Come with me

Hail Mary nigga run quick see

What do we have here now

Do you want to ride or die 

La dadada, la la la la

Penitentiaries is packed with promise-makers

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

Instutionalized, I live my life a product made to crumble

But too hardened for a smile, we're too crazy to be humble

We ballin' catch me father please, cause I'm fallin' 

In the liquor store pass the Hennessy I hear ya callin'

Can I get some more?

Hell, 'til I reach hell, I ain't scared

Mama checking in my bedroom, I ain't there

I got a head with no screws in it, what can I do?

One life to live but I got nothing to lose

Just me and you on a one way trip to prison

Selling drugs, we all wrapped up in this living life as thugs

To my homeboys in Clinton Max doing their bid

Raise hell to this real shit and feel this

When they turn out the lights, I'll be there in the dark

Thugging eternal through my heartnow Hail Mary nigga

Come with me

Hail Mary nigga run quick see

What do we have here now

Do you want to ride or die 

La dadada, la la la la

Come with me

Hail Mary nigga run quick see

What do we have here now

Do you want to ride or die 

La dadada, la la la la

They got a APB out on my thug family

Since the Outlawz run these streets like these scandalous freaks

Our enemies die now, walk around half dead

Head down, K-blasted off of Hennessy and Thai 

Chronic, mixed in, now I'm twisted, blistered and high

Visions of me, thug-living, getting me by

Forever live, and I multiply, survived by thugs

When I die they won't cry unless they coming with slugs

Peep the whole scene and whatever's going on around me

Brain kind of cloudy, smoked out, feeling rowdy

Ready to wet the party up, and whoever and that mothaf*cka

Nasty new street slugger, my heat seeks suckers

On the regular, mashing in a stolen Black Ac' Integra

Cocked back, 60 seconds til the draw that's when I'm deadin' ya feet first

You've got a nice Gat but my heat's worse

From a thug to preaching church, I gave you love, now you eating dirt

Needing work and I ain't the nigga to put you on

'Cause word is bond, when I was broke I had to hustle 'til dawn

That's when sun came up, there's only one way up

Hold your head and stay up to all my niggas, get your pay and weight up

If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks

Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate?

To this shit I don't got be the shit I gotta take

Dealing with fate, hoping God don't close the gate

If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks

Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate?

To this shit I don't got be the shit I gotta take

Dealing with fate, hoping God don't close the gate

Come with me

Hail Mary nigga run quick see

What do we have here now (We've been traveling on this weary road)

Do you want to ride or die 

La dadada, la la la la (Sometimes life can take a heavy load)

Come with me (But we ride, ride it like a bullet)

Hail Mary nigga run quick see (Hail Mary, Hail Mary)

What do we have here now (We won't worry, everything well curry)

Do you want to ride or die 

La dadada, la la la la (Free like the bird in the tree)

Come with me (We won't worry, everything well curry)

Hail Mary nigga run quick see (Yes we free like the bird in the tree)

What do we have here now (We running from the penitentiary)

Do you want to ride or die (This is the time for we liberty, Hail Mary) 

La dadada, la la la la (Hail Mary)

Come with me

Hail Mary nigga run quick see

What do we have here now

Do you want to ride or die 

La dadada, la la la la

Westside, Outlawz

Makaveli the Don, Solo

Killuminati, The 7 Days

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Makaveli in this

Killuminati, all through your body

The blow's like a twelve gauge shotty

Feel me! (Come with me, Hail Mary nigga)

And God said he should send his one begotten son (Hail Mary nigga, run quick see)

To lead the wild into the ways of the man (what do we have here, now)

(Do you want to ride or die) Follow me (La dadada, la la la la) 

Eat my flesh, flesh and my flesh 

Come with me

Hail Mary nigga run quick see

What do we have here now

Do you want to ride or die 

La dadada, la la la la

I ain't a killer, but don't push me

Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to getting pussy

Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words being quoted

Peeped the weakness in the rap game and sewed it

Bow down, pray to God, hoping that he's listening

Seeing niggas coming for me, through my diamonds, when they glistening

Now pay attention, bless me please Father, I'm a ghost

In these killing fields, Hail Mary, catch me if I go

Let's go deep inside the solitary mind of a madman

Screams, in the dark, evil lurks

Enemies, see me flee

Activate my hate, let it break to the flame

Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim

Some say the game is all corrupt and f*cked in this shit

Stuck, niggas is lucky if we bust out this shit, and plus

Mama told me never stop until I bust a nut

F*ck the world if they can't adjust

It's just as well, Hail Mary

Come with me

Hail Mary nigga run quick see

What do we have here now

Do you want to ride or die 

La dadada, la la la la

Come with me

Hail Mary nigga run quick see

What do we have here now

Do you want to ride or die 

La dadada, la la la la

Penitentiaries is packed with promise-makers

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

Instutionalized, I live my life a product made to crumble

But too hardened for a smile, we're too crazy to be humble

We ballin' catch me father please, cause I'm fallin' 

In the liquor store pass the Hennessy I hear ya callin'

Can I get some more?

Hell, 'til I reach hell, I ain't scared

Mama checking in my bedroom, I ain't there

I got a head with no screws in it, what can I do?

One life to live but I got nothing to lose

Just me and you on a one way trip to prison

Selling drugs, we all wrapped up in this living life as thugs

To my homeboys in Clinton Max doing their bid

Raise hell to this real shit and feel this

When they turn out the lights, I'll be there in the dark

Thugging eternal through my heartnow Hail Mary nigga

Come with me

Hail Mary nigga run quick see

What do we have here now

Do you want to ride or die 

La dadada, la la la la

Come with me

Hail Mary nigga run quick see

What do we have here now

Do you want to ride or die 

La dadada, la la la la

They got a APB out on my thug family

Since the Outlawz run these streets like these scandalous freaks

Our enemies die now, walk around half dead

Head down, K-blasted off of Hennessy and Thai 

Chronic, mixed in, now I'm twisted, blistered and high

Visions of me, thug-living, getting me by

Forever live, and I multiply, survived by thugs

When I die they won't cry unless they coming with slugs

Peep the whole scene and whatever's going on around me

Brain kind of cloudy, smoked out, feeling rowdy

Ready to wet the party up, and whoever and that mothaf*cka

Nasty new street slugger, my heat seeks suckers

On the regular, mashing in a stolen Black Ac' Integra

Cocked back, 60 seconds til the draw that's when I'm deadin' ya feet first

You've got a nice Gat but my heat's worse

From a thug to preaching church, I gave you love, now you eating dirt

Needing work and I ain't the nigga to put you on

'Cause word is bond, when I was broke I had to hustle 'til dawn

That's when sun came up, there's only one way up

Hold your head and stay up to all my niggas, get your pay and weight up

If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks

Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate?

To this shit I don't got be the shit I gotta take

Dealing with fate, hoping God don't close the gate

If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks

Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate?

To this shit I don't got be the shit I gotta take

Dealing with fate, hoping God don't close the gate

Come with me

Hail Mary nigga run quick see

What do we have here now (We've been traveling on this weary road)

Do you want to ride or die 

La dadada, la la la la (Sometimes life can take a heavy load)

Come with me (But we ride, ride it like a bullet)

Hail Mary nigga run quick see (Hail Mary, Hail Mary)

What do we have here now (We won't worry, everything well curry)

Do you want to ride or die 

La dadada, la la la la (Free like the bird in the tree)

Come with me (We won't worry, everything well curry)

Hail Mary nigga run quick see (Yes we free like the bird in the tree)

What do we have here now (We running from the penitentiary)

Do you want to ride or die (This is the time for we liberty, Hail Mary) 

La dadada, la la la la (Hail Mary)

Come with me

Hail Mary nigga run quick see

What do we have here now

Do you want to ride or die 

La dadada, la la la la

Westside, Outlawz

Makaveli the Don, Solo

Killuminati, The 7 Days

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Writer: TYRONE (B-RIZELL) WRICE, TUPAC SHAKUR, BRUCE WASHINGTON, KOTARI (PKA COX, RUFUS COOPER, YAFEU FULA, JENNY PAQUETTE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP
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Unconditional Love
by Tupac

(What y'all want?)

Unconditional Love (no doubt)

Talking bout the stuff that don't wear off 

It don't fade

It'll last for all these crazy days

These crazy nights

Whether you wrong or you right

I'm a still love you

Still feel you

Still there for you 

No matter what (hehe)

You will always be in my heart

With unconditional love

[Verse 1:]

Come listen to my truest thoughts, my truest feelings

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealing

How many caskets can we witness

Before we see it's hard to live

This life without God, so we must ask forgiveness

Ask mama I got this urge to die

Witness the tears falling free from my eyes

Before she could reply

Though we were born without a silver spoon

My broken down TV, show cartoons in my living room (hey)

One day I hope to make it

A player in this game

Mama don't cry, long as we try

Maybe things change

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

A life where we don't need no welfare

Shit with our whole family

Maybe it's me that caused it

The fighting and the hurting

In my room crying cause I didn't want to be a burden

Watch mama open up her arms to hug me

And I ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditionl love

[Chorus: x2]

In this game the lesson's in your eyes to see

Though things change, the future's still inside of me

We must remember that tomorrow comes after the dark

So you will always be in my heart, with unconditional love

[Verse 2:]

Just got the message you've been calling all week

Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak

But you know, with you and me it's on G

We could never be enemies, cause you been such a good friend to me

Where would I be without my dogs

No wonder why when times get hard

Cause it ain't easy being who we are

Driven by my ambitions, desire higher positions

So I proceed to make Gs, eternally in my mission

Is to be more than just a rap musician

The elevation of today's generation 

If could make 'em listen

Prison ain't what we need, no longer stuck in greed

Time to play and strategize, my family's gotta eat 

When we make somethin out of nothing

No pleasure in the suffering, neighborhood would be good

If they could cut out all the busting

The liquor and the weed the cussing

Sending love out to my block 

The struggle never stops (unconditional love)

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]

I'll probably never understand ya ways

With everyday I swear I hear ya

Trying to change your ways while gettin paid at the same time

Just had a baby with the same eyes

Something inside, please let me die these are strange times

How come I never made it

Maybe it's the way the played it in my heart

I knew one day I gotta be a star

My hopes and all my wishes

So many vivid pictures, and all the currency

I'll never even get to see

This fast life soon shatters

Cause after all the lights and screams

Nothing but my dreams matter

Hoping for better days

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

Cause everythang gonna be alright

Just lay your head on my shoulder

Don't worry bout a thang baby

Girl I'm a soldier (huh)

Never treated me bad, no matter who I was

You still came with that, unconditional love

[Chorus x3: until fade]

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English

(What y'all want?)

Unconditional Love (no doubt)

Talking bout the stuff that don't wear off 

It don't fade

It'll last for all these crazy days

These crazy nights

Whether you wrong or you right

I'm a still love you

Still feel you

Still there for you 

No matter what (hehe)

You will always be in my heart

With unconditional love

[Verse 1:]

Come listen to my truest thoughts, my truest feelings

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealing

How many caskets can we witness

Before we see it's hard to live

This life without God, so we must ask forgiveness

Ask mama I got this urge to die

Witness the tears falling free from my eyes

Before she could reply

Though we were born without a silver spoon

My broken down TV, show cartoons in my living room (hey)

One day I hope to make it

A player in this game

Mama don't cry, long as we try

Maybe things change

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

A life where we don't need no welfare

Shit with our whole family

Maybe it's me that caused it

The fighting and the hurting

In my room crying cause I didn't want to be a burden

Watch mama open up her arms to hug me

And I ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditionl love

[Chorus: x2]

In this game the lesson's in your eyes to see

Though things change, the future's still inside of me

We must remember that tomorrow comes after the dark

So you will always be in my heart, with unconditional love

[Verse 2:]

Just got the message you've been calling all week

Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak

But you know, with you and me it's on G

We could never be enemies, cause you been such a good friend to me

Where would I be without my dogs

No wonder why when times get hard

Cause it ain't easy being who we are

Driven by my ambitions, desire higher positions

So I proceed to make Gs, eternally in my mission

Is to be more than just a rap musician

The elevation of today's generation 

If could make 'em listen

Prison ain't what we need, no longer stuck in greed

Time to play and strategize, my family's gotta eat 

When we make somethin out of nothing

No pleasure in the suffering, neighborhood would be good

If they could cut out all the busting

The liquor and the weed the cussing

Sending love out to my block 

The struggle never stops (unconditional love)

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]

I'll probably never understand ya ways

With everyday I swear I hear ya

Trying to change your ways while gettin paid at the same time

Just had a baby with the same eyes

Something inside, please let me die these are strange times

How come I never made it

Maybe it's the way the played it in my heart

I knew one day I gotta be a star

My hopes and all my wishes

So many vivid pictures, and all the currency

I'll never even get to see

This fast life soon shatters

Cause after all the lights and screams

Nothing but my dreams matter

Hoping for better days

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

Cause everythang gonna be alright

Just lay your head on my shoulder

Don't worry bout a thang baby

Girl I'm a soldier (huh)

Never treated me bad, no matter who I was

You still came with that, unconditional love

[Chorus x3: until fade]

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Writer: Johnny Lee Jackson, Tupac Amaru Shakur
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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I Ain't Mad at Cha (Reprise)
by Holler If Ya Hear Me Cast

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If I Die 2Nite
by Tupac

A coward dies a thousand deaths

A soldier dies but once

[Verse One]

They say pussy and paper is poetry power and pistols

Plottin on murderin motherf*ckers 'fore they get you

Picturin pitiful punk niggaz coppin pleas

Puffin weed as I position myself to clock G's

My enemies scatter in suicidal situations

Never to witness the wicked shit that they was facin

Pockets is packed with presidents, pursue your riches

Evadin the playa hatin tricks, while hittin switches

Bitches is bad-mouth, cause brawlin motherf*ckers is bold

But y'all some hoes, the game should be sewed

I'm 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 wit my peeps

I'm duckin the cop, I hit the weed as I'm clutchin my glock

Niggaz is hot when I hit the block, what if I die tonight

[Chorus]

If I die tonight [repeat 3X]

[Dr. Dre] "Tonight's the night I get in some shit" 

[Verse Two]

Polishin pistols prepare for battle pass the pump

When I get to poppin niggaz is droppin then they done

Callin the coroner come collect the f*ckin corpse

He got it by killer, preoccuppied with bein boss

Revenge is the method, whenever steppin keep a weapon close

Adversaries are overdosed over deadly notes

Jealous niggaz 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 prisons for all the pussies that I blasted

Runnin with criminals individuals with no remorse

Try to stop me my pistol posse's usin 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 seein cemetary photos of my peers

Conversatin like they still here, if I die tonight

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]

Pussy and paper is poetry power and pistols

Plottin on murderin motherf*ckers 'fore they get you

Pray to the heavens three-fifty-sevens to the sky

And I hope I'm forgiven for Thug Livin when I die

I wonder if heaven got a ghetto for Thug niggaz

A stress free life and a spot for drug dealers

Pissin while practicin how to pimp and be a playa

Overdose of a dick, while drinkin liquor when I lay her

Pistol whippin these simps, for bein petrified and lame

Disrespectin the game, prayin for punishment and pain

Goin insane, never die, live eternal, who shall I fear?

Don't shed a tear for me nigga I ain't happy hear

I hope they bury me and send me to my rest

Headlines readin MURDERED TO DEATH, my last breath

Take a look picture a crook on his last stand

Motherf*ckers don't understand, if I die tonight

[Chorus]

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English

A coward dies a thousand deaths

A soldier dies but once

[Verse One]

They say pussy and paper is poetry power and pistols

Plottin on murderin motherf*ckers 'fore they get you

Picturin pitiful punk niggaz coppin pleas

Puffin weed as I position myself to clock G's

My enemies scatter in suicidal situations

Never to witness the wicked shit that they was facin

Pockets is packed with presidents, pursue your riches

Evadin the playa hatin tricks, while hittin switches

Bitches is bad-mouth, cause brawlin motherf*ckers is bold

But y'all some hoes, the game should be sewed

I'm 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 wit my peeps

I'm duckin the cop, I hit the weed as I'm clutchin my glock

Niggaz is hot when I hit the block, what if I die tonight

[Chorus]

If I die tonight [repeat 3X]

[Dr. Dre] "Tonight's the night I get in some shit" 

[Verse Two]

Polishin pistols prepare for battle pass the pump

When I get to poppin niggaz is droppin then they done

Callin the coroner come collect the f*ckin corpse

He got it by killer, preoccuppied with bein boss

Revenge is the method, whenever steppin keep a weapon close

Adversaries are overdosed over deadly notes

Jealous niggaz 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 prisons for all the pussies that I blasted

Runnin with criminals individuals with no remorse

Try to stop me my pistol posse's usin 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 seein cemetary photos of my peers

Conversatin like they still here, if I die tonight

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]

Pussy and paper is poetry power and pistols

Plottin on murderin motherf*ckers 'fore they get you

Pray to the heavens three-fifty-sevens to the sky

And I hope I'm forgiven for Thug Livin when I die

I wonder if heaven got a ghetto for Thug niggaz

A stress free life and a spot for drug dealers

Pissin while practicin how to pimp and be a playa

Overdose of a dick, while drinkin liquor when I lay her

Pistol whippin these simps, for bein petrified and lame

Disrespectin the game, prayin for punishment and pain

Goin insane, never die, live eternal, who shall I fear?

Don't shed a tear for me nigga I ain't happy hear

I hope they bury me and send me to my rest

Headlines readin MURDERED TO DEATH, my last breath

Take a look picture a crook on his last stand

Motherf*ckers don't understand, if I die tonight

[Chorus]

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Writer: Willie James Clarke, Norman Anthony Durham, Osten Harvey, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Betty Regina Wright
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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Only God Can Judge Me
by Tupac

(feat. Rappin 4-Tay)

[Intro: Tupac]

Only God can judge me, is that right?

[synth voice] Only God can judge me now

Only God baby, nobody else, nobody else

All you other motherf*ckers get out my business

[Verse One: Tupac]

Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back

I couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats

Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed

And hocus pocus try to focus but I can't see

And in my mind I'ma blind man doin time

Look to my future cause my past, is all behind me

Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine?

Everybody's dyin tell me what's the use of tryin

I've been Trapped since birth, cautious, cause I'm cursed

And fantasies of my family, in a hearse

And they say it's the white man I should fear

But, it's my own kind doin all the killin here

I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

Jealousy inside, make em wish I died

Oh my Lord, tell me what I'm livin for

Everybody's droppin got me knockin on heaven's door

And all my memories, of seein brothers bleed

And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees

Recollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Only God can judge me

[Chorus: Tupac]

[synth voice] Only God can judge me

That's right baby, yeah baby

[synth voice] Only God

Hahahahahahahaha

[synth + Pac] Only God can judge me, only God can judge

[synth cont.] me, only God

Only God can judge me

[synth + Pac] Only God can judge me

And only God can

[synth voice] Only God can judge me, only God

Only God can judge me

[synth + Pac] Only God can judge me

Only God can judge me

[synth voice] Only God can judge me, only God

Only God can judge me

[synth voice] Only God can judge me now

[heart monitor: long beep]

Flatline!

[Verse Two: Tupac]

I hear the doctor standing over me [heart monitor: beeping slowly]

screamin I can make it 

Got a body full of bullet holes layin here naked 

Still I, can't breathe, somethings evil in my IV

Cause everytime I breathe, I think they killin me [beeping sound stops]

I'm having nightmares, homicidal fantansies 

I wake up stranglin, danglin my bed sheets

I call the nurse cause it hurts, to reminisce

How did it come to this?  I wish they didn't miss 

Somebody help me, tell me where to go from here

Cause even Thugs cry, but do the Lord care? 

Try to remember, but it hurts

I'm walkin through the cemetary talkin to the, dirt

I'd rather die like a man, than live like a coward 

There's a ghetto up in Heaven and it's ours, Black Power

is what we scream as we dream in a paranoid state 

And our fate, is a lifetime of hate 

Dear Mama, can you save me?  And f*ck peace

Cause the streets got our babies, we gotta eat

No more hesitation each and every black male's trapped 

And they wonder why we suicidal runnin round strapped 

Mista, Po-lice, please try to see that it's

a million motherf*ckers stressin just like me

Only God can judge me

[Chorus w/ variations]

[Interlude: Tupac]

That which does not kill me can only make me stronger

(That's for real) 

and I don't see why everybody feel as though

that they gotta tell me how to live my life

(You know?)

Let me live baby, let me live

[Verse Three: Rappin 4-Tay, Tupac]

Pac I feel ya, keep servin it on the reala

For instance say a playa hatin mark is out to kill ya

Would you be wrong, for buckin a nigga to the pavement?

He gon' get me first, if I don't get him fool start prayin

Ain't no such thing as self-defense in the court of law

So judge us when we get to where we're goin wearin a cross, that's real

Got him, lurked him, crept the f*ck up on him

Sold a half a million tapes now everybody want him

After talkin behind my back like a bitch would

Tellin them niggaz, "You can fade him," punk I wish you would

It be them same motherf*ckers in your face that'll rush up in your place

to get your safe, knowin you on that paper chase 

Grass, glass, big screen and leather couch

My new shit is so fetti already sold a key of ounce

Bitch, remember Tupac and 4-Tay

Them same two brothers dodgin bullets representin the Bay

Pac when you was locked down, that's when I'll be around

Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown 

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin sellin lies

Don't think I don't see you haters, I know you all in disguise

Guess you figure you know me cause I'm a Thug

That love to hit the late night club, drink then buzz

Been livin lavish like a player all day 

Now I'm bout to floss em off, player shit with 4-Tay

Only God can judge me

[Chorus w/ variations]

[4Tay] Only God main

[Tupac] That right?

[4Tay] That's real

[Tupac] Hahahahahaha

[4Tay] F*ck everybody else, yaknowhatI'msayin?

[Tupac] Man, look here man

My only fear of death is comin back to this bitch reincarnated

That's for the homey mental

We up out

[Chorus w/out Tupac continues to fade]

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(feat. Rappin 4-Tay)

[Intro: Tupac]

Only God can judge me, is that right?

[synth voice] Only God can judge me now

Only God baby, nobody else, nobody else

All you other motherf*ckers get out my business

[Verse One: Tupac]

Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back

I couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats

Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed

And hocus pocus try to focus but I can't see

And in my mind I'ma blind man doin time

Look to my future cause my past, is all behind me

Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine?

Everybody's dyin tell me what's the use of tryin

I've been Trapped since birth, cautious, cause I'm cursed

And fantasies of my family, in a hearse

And they say it's the white man I should fear

But, it's my own kind doin all the killin here

I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

Jealousy inside, make em wish I died

Oh my Lord, tell me what I'm livin for

Everybody's droppin got me knockin on heaven's door

And all my memories, of seein brothers bleed

And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees

Recollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Only God can judge me

[Chorus: Tupac]

[synth voice] Only God can judge me

That's right baby, yeah baby

[synth voice] Only God

Hahahahahahahaha

[synth + Pac] Only God can judge me, only God can judge

[synth cont.] me, only God

Only God can judge me

[synth + Pac] Only God can judge me

And only God can

[synth voice] Only God can judge me, only God

Only God can judge me

[synth + Pac] Only God can judge me

Only God can judge me

[synth voice] Only God can judge me, only God

Only God can judge me

[synth voice] Only God can judge me now

[heart monitor: long beep]

Flatline!

[Verse Two: Tupac]

I hear the doctor standing over me [heart monitor: beeping slowly]

screamin I can make it 

Got a body full of bullet holes layin here naked 

Still I, can't breathe, somethings evil in my IV

Cause everytime I breathe, I think they killin me [beeping sound stops]

I'm having nightmares, homicidal fantansies 

I wake up stranglin, danglin my bed sheets

I call the nurse cause it hurts, to reminisce

How did it come to this?  I wish they didn't miss 

Somebody help me, tell me where to go from here

Cause even Thugs cry, but do the Lord care? 

Try to remember, but it hurts

I'm walkin through the cemetary talkin to the, dirt

I'd rather die like a man, than live like a coward 

There's a ghetto up in Heaven and it's ours, Black Power

is what we scream as we dream in a paranoid state 

And our fate, is a lifetime of hate 

Dear Mama, can you save me?  And f*ck peace

Cause the streets got our babies, we gotta eat

No more hesitation each and every black male's trapped 

And they wonder why we suicidal runnin round strapped 

Mista, Po-lice, please try to see that it's

a million motherf*ckers stressin just like me

Only God can judge me

[Chorus w/ variations]

[Interlude: Tupac]

That which does not kill me can only make me stronger

(That's for real) 

and I don't see why everybody feel as though

that they gotta tell me how to live my life

(You know?)

Let me live baby, let me live

[Verse Three: Rappin 4-Tay, Tupac]

Pac I feel ya, keep servin it on the reala

For instance say a playa hatin mark is out to kill ya

Would you be wrong, for buckin a nigga to the pavement?

He gon' get me first, if I don't get him fool start prayin

Ain't no such thing as self-defense in the court of law

So judge us when we get to where we're goin wearin a cross, that's real

Got him, lurked him, crept the f*ck up on him

Sold a half a million tapes now everybody want him

After talkin behind my back like a bitch would

Tellin them niggaz, "You can fade him," punk I wish you would

It be them same motherf*ckers in your face that'll rush up in your place

to get your safe, knowin you on that paper chase 

Grass, glass, big screen and leather couch

My new shit is so fetti already sold a key of ounce

Bitch, remember Tupac and 4-Tay

Them same two brothers dodgin bullets representin the Bay

Pac when you was locked down, that's when I'll be around

Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown 

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin sellin lies

Don't think I don't see you haters, I know you all in disguise

Guess you figure you know me cause I'm a Thug

That love to hit the late night club, drink then buzz

Been livin lavish like a player all day 

Now I'm bout to floss em off, player shit with 4-Tay

Only God can judge me

[Chorus w/ variations]

[4Tay] Only God main

[Tupac] That right?

[4Tay] That's real

[Tupac] Hahahahahaha

[4Tay] F*ck everybody else, yaknowhatI'msayin?

[Tupac] Man, look here man

My only fear of death is comin back to this bitch reincarnated

That's for the homey mental

We up out

[Chorus w/out Tupac continues to fade]

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Writer: Tupac Amaru Shakur, Harold A. Fretty, Douglas B. Rasheed, Anthony Forte
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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Thugz Mansion
by Tupac

Shit, tired of gettin shot at 
Tired of gettin chased by the police and 
Arrested 
Niggaz need a spot where WE can kick it 
A spot where WE belong, 
That's just for us 
Niggaz ain't gotta get all dressed up and be 
Hollywood 
Y'knahmean? Where do niggaz go when we die? 
Ain't no heaven for 
A thug nigga 
That's why we go to thug mansion 
That's the only place where 
Thugs get in free and you gotta be a G 
... at thug mansion 
 
[Verse 
One: Tupac] 
A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind 
So much 
Pressure in this life of mine, I cry at times 
I once contemplated suicide, 
And woulda tried 
But when I held that 9, all I could see was my momma's 
Eyes 
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble 
Not knowin it's 
Hard to carry on when no one loves you 
Picture me inside the misery of 
Poverty 
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived 
Prayin hard 
For better days, promise to hold on 
Me and my dawgs ain't have a choice but 
To roll on 
We found a family spot to kick it 
Where we can drink liquor and 
No one bickers over trick shit 
A spot where we can smoke in peace, and even 
Though we G's 
We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace 
And in 
My mind's eye I see this place, the players go in fast 
I got a spot for us 
All, so we can ball, at thug's mansion 
 
[J. Phoenix + 
(Nas)] 
Every corner, every city 
There's a place where life's a little 
Easy 
Little Hennessy, laid back and cool 
Every hour, cause it's all 
Good 
Leave all the stress from the world outside 
Every wrong done will be 
Alright (I wanna go) 
Nothin but peace (I wanna go) love (I wanna go 
Nigga) 
And street passion, every ghetto needs a thug mansion 
 
[Verse 
Two: Nas] 
A place where death doesn't reside, just thugs who 
Collide 
Not to start beef but spark trees, no cops rollin by 
No policemen, 
No homicide, no chalk on the streets 
No reason, for nobody's momma to 
Cry 
See I'm a good guy, I'm tryin to stick around for my daughter 
But if I 
Should die, I know all of my albums support her 
This whole year's been crazy, 
Asked the Holy Spirit to save me 
Only difference from me and Ossie Davis, 
Gray hair maybe 
Cause I feel like my eyes saw too much sufferin 
I'm just 
Twenty-some-odd years, I done lost my mother 
And I cried tears of joy, I know 
She smiles on her boy 
I dream of you more, my love goes to Afeni 
Shakur 
Cause like Ann Jones, she raised a ghetto king in a war 
And just 
For that alone she shouldn't feel no pain no more 
Cause one day we'll all be 
Together, sippin heavnly champagne 
What angels saw, with golden wings in 
Thug's mansion 
 
[Chorus w/o Nas] 
 
[Verse Three: 
Tupac] 
Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good 
Tell the homies 
I'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods 
Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last 
Night, it had me shook 
Drippin peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson, and 
Sam Cooke 
Then some lady named Billie Holiday 
Sang sittin there kickin it 
With Malcolm, 'til the day came 
Little LaTasha sho' grown 
Tell the lady in 
The liquor that she's forgiven, so come home 
Maybe in time you'll understand 
Only God can save us 
When Miles Davis cuttin lose with the band 
Just think 
Of all the people that you knew in the past 
That passed on, they in heaven, 
Found peace at last 
Picture a place that they exist, together 
There has to 
Be a place better than this, in heaven 
So right before I sleep, dear God, 
What I'm askin 
Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's 
Mansion 
 
[Chorus]

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Shit, tired of gettin shot at 
Tired of gettin chased by the police and 
Arrested 
Niggaz need a spot where WE can kick it 
A spot where WE belong, 
That's just for us 
Niggaz ain't gotta get all dressed up and be 
Hollywood 
Y'knahmean? Where do niggaz go when we die? 
Ain't no heaven for 
A thug nigga 
That's why we go to thug mansion 
That's the only place where 
Thugs get in free and you gotta be a G 
... at thug mansion 
 
[Verse 
One: Tupac] 
A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind 
So much 
Pressure in this life of mine, I cry at times 
I once contemplated suicide, 
And woulda tried 
But when I held that 9, all I could see was my momma's 
Eyes 
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble 
Not knowin it's 
Hard to carry on when no one loves you 
Picture me inside the misery of 
Poverty 
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived 
Prayin hard 
For better days, promise to hold on 
Me and my dawgs ain't have a choice but 
To roll on 
We found a family spot to kick it 
Where we can drink liquor and 
No one bickers over trick shit 
A spot where we can smoke in peace, and even 
Though we G's 
We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace 
And in 
My mind's eye I see this place, the players go in fast 
I got a spot for us 
All, so we can ball, at thug's mansion 
 
[J. Phoenix + 
(Nas)] 
Every corner, every city 
There's a place where life's a little 
Easy 
Little Hennessy, laid back and cool 
Every hour, cause it's all 
Good 
Leave all the stress from the world outside 
Every wrong done will be 
Alright (I wanna go) 
Nothin but peace (I wanna go) love (I wanna go 
Nigga) 
And street passion, every ghetto needs a thug mansion 
 
[Verse 
Two: Nas] 
A place where death doesn't reside, just thugs who 
Collide 
Not to start beef but spark trees, no cops rollin by 
No policemen, 
No homicide, no chalk on the streets 
No reason, for nobody's momma to 
Cry 
See I'm a good guy, I'm tryin to stick around for my daughter 
But if I 
Should die, I know all of my albums support her 
This whole year's been crazy, 
Asked the Holy Spirit to save me 
Only difference from me and Ossie Davis, 
Gray hair maybe 
Cause I feel like my eyes saw too much sufferin 
I'm just 
Twenty-some-odd years, I done lost my mother 
And I cried tears of joy, I know 
She smiles on her boy 
I dream of you more, my love goes to Afeni 
Shakur 
Cause like Ann Jones, she raised a ghetto king in a war 
And just 
For that alone she shouldn't feel no pain no more 
Cause one day we'll all be 
Together, sippin heavnly champagne 
What angels saw, with golden wings in 
Thug's mansion 
 
[Chorus w/o Nas] 
 
[Verse Three: 
Tupac] 
Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good 
Tell the homies 
I'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods 
Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last 
Night, it had me shook 
Drippin peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson, and 
Sam Cooke 
Then some lady named Billie Holiday 
Sang sittin there kickin it 
With Malcolm, 'til the day came 
Little LaTasha sho' grown 
Tell the lady in 
The liquor that she's forgiven, so come home 
Maybe in time you'll understand 
Only God can save us 
When Miles Davis cuttin lose with the band 
Just think 
Of all the people that you knew in the past 
That passed on, they in heaven, 
Found peace at last 
Picture a place that they exist, together 
There has to 
Be a place better than this, in heaven 
So right before I sleep, dear God, 
What I'm askin 
Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's 
Mansion 
 
[Chorus]

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Writer: 7 MARCUS AURELIUS, ANTHONY HAMILTON, JOHNNY LEE JACKSON, TUPAC SHAKUR
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
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California Love
by Tupac

California love
California knows how to party
California knows how to party
In the city of L.A.
In the city of good ol' Watts
In the city, the city of Compton
We keep it rockin', we keep it rockin'

Now let me welcome everybody to the Wild Wild West
A state that's untouchable like Eliot Ness
The track hits your eardrum like a slug to your chest
Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex
We in that Sunshine State where the bomb-ass hemp be
The state where you never find a dance floor empty
And pimps be on a mission for them greens
Lean mean money-making-machines servin' fiends
I been in the game for ten years makin' rap tunes
Ever since honeys was wearin' Sassoon
Now it's '95 and they clock me and watch me
Diamonds shinin', lookin' like I robbed Liberace
It's all good, from Diego to the Bay
Your city is the bomb if your city makin' pay (uh)
Throw up a finger if you feel the same way
Dre puttin' it down for Californ-i-a

California (California) knows how to party (knows how to party)
California (West Coast) knows how to party (yes, they do, that's right)
In the city of L.A. (city of L.A.)
In the city of good ol' Watts (good ol' Watts)
In the city, the city of Compton (city of Compton)
We keep it rockin' (keep it rockin'), we keep it rockin' 
(Yeah, now make it shake, c'mon)

Shake, shake it, baby
Shake, shake it, shake it, baby
Shake, shake it, mama
Shake it, Cali (shake it, Cali)
Shake, shake it, baby (that's right, uh)
Shake, shake it
Shake, shake it, mama
Shake it, Cali

Out on bail, fresh out of jail, California dreamin'
Soon as I step on the scene, I'm hearin' hoochies screamin'
Fiendin' for money and alcohol, the life of a Westside player
Where cowards die and the strong ball
Only in Cali where we riot, not rally, to live and die
In L.A. we wearin' Chucks, not Ballys (yeah, that's right)
Dressed in Locs and Khaki suits, and ride is what we do
Flossin' but have caution, we collide with other crews
Famous because we throw grams
Worldwide, let 'em recognize from Long Beach to Rosecrans
Bumpin' and grindin' like a slow jam
It's Westside, so you know the Row won't bow down to no man
Say what you say, but give me that bomb beat from Dre
Let me serenade the streets of L.A.
From Oakland to Sac-town, the Bay Area and back down
Cali is where they put their mack down, give me love

California (California) knows how to party (really knows how, baby)
California knows how to party 
In the city of L.A. (South Central)
In the city of good ol' Watts (uh, that's right)
In the city, the city of Compton (yup, yup)
We keep it rockin' (keep it rockin'), we keep it rockin' 
(Yeah, yeah, now make it shake, uh)

Shake, shake it, baby (uh)
Shake, shake it (uh, yeah)
Shake, shake it, mama
Shake it, Cali (shake it, Cali)
Shake, shake it, baby (shake it, Cali)
Shake, shake it
Shake, shake it, mama (West Coast)
Shake it, Cali

Uh, yeah, uh, uh, Long Beach in the house
Uh, yeah, Oaktown
Oakland definitely in the house (hahaha)
Frisco (yeah), Frisco 

And you know L.A. up in this
Pasadena, where you at?
Yeah, Inglewood
Inglewood always up to no good
Even Hollywood tryna get a piece, baby
Sacramento, Sacramento where you at?
Yeah
Throw it up, y'all, throw it up, throw it up
I can't see ya
California love (uh, uh, uh)
Let's show these fools how we do it on this Westside
'Cause you and I know it's the best side
Yeah, that's right 
West Coast, West Coast
Uh, California love 
California love, yeah

California (California) knows how to party (yeah, yeah)
California knows how to party (uh, uh, where they at? Uh)
In the city of L.A. (South Central, uh)
In the city of good ol' Watts (yeah, yeah, ah)
In the city, the city of Compton (in the city of Compton)
We keep 'em rockin', we keep 'em rockin' 

Just come on shake, shake it, baby
Baby, baby, shake it, mama, shake it, mama, shake it, mama

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English

California love
California knows how to party
California knows how to party
In the city of L.A.
In the city of good ol' Watts
In the city, the city of Compton
We keep it rockin', we keep it rockin'

Now let me welcome everybody to the Wild Wild West
A state that's untouchable like Eliot Ness
The track hits your eardrum like a slug to your chest
Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex
We in that Sunshine State where the bomb-ass hemp be
The state where you never find a dance floor empty
And pimps be on a mission for them greens
Lean mean money-making-machines servin' fiends
I been in the game for ten years makin' rap tunes
Ever since honeys was wearin' Sassoon
Now it's '95 and they clock me and watch me
Diamonds shinin', lookin' like I robbed Liberace
It's all good, from Diego to the Bay
Your city is the bomb if your city makin' pay (uh)
Throw up a finger if you feel the same way
Dre puttin' it down for Californ-i-a

California (California) knows how to party (knows how to party)
California (West Coast) knows how to party (yes, they do, that's right)
In the city of L.A. (city of L.A.)
In the city of good ol' Watts (good ol' Watts)
In the city, the city of Compton (city of Compton)
We keep it rockin' (keep it rockin'), we keep it rockin' 
(Yeah, now make it shake, c'mon)

Shake, shake it, baby
Shake, shake it, shake it, baby
Shake, shake it, mama
Shake it, Cali (shake it, Cali)
Shake, shake it, baby (that's right, uh)
Shake, shake it
Shake, shake it, mama
Shake it, Cali

Out on bail, fresh out of jail, California dreamin'
Soon as I step on the scene, I'm hearin' hoochies screamin'
Fiendin' for money and alcohol, the life of a Westside player
Where cowards die and the strong ball
Only in Cali where we riot, not rally, to live and die
In L.A. we wearin' Chucks, not Ballys (yeah, that's right)
Dressed in Locs and Khaki suits, and ride is what we do
Flossin' but have caution, we collide with other crews
Famous because we throw grams
Worldwide, let 'em recognize from Long Beach to Rosecrans
Bumpin' and grindin' like a slow jam
It's Westside, so you know the Row won't bow down to no man
Say what you say, but give me that bomb beat from Dre
Let me serenade the streets of L.A.
From Oakland to Sac-town, the Bay Area and back down
Cali is where they put their mack down, give me love

California (California) knows how to party (really knows how, baby)
California knows how to party 
In the city of L.A. (South Central)
In the city of good ol' Watts (uh, that's right)
In the city, the city of Compton (yup, yup)
We keep it rockin' (keep it rockin'), we keep it rockin' 
(Yeah, yeah, now make it shake, uh)

Shake, shake it, baby (uh)
Shake, shake it (uh, yeah)
Shake, shake it, mama
Shake it, Cali (shake it, Cali)
Shake, shake it, baby (shake it, Cali)
Shake, shake it
Shake, shake it, mama (West Coast)
Shake it, Cali

Uh, yeah, uh, uh, Long Beach in the house
Uh, yeah, Oaktown
Oakland definitely in the house (hahaha)
Frisco (yeah), Frisco 

And you know L.A. up in this
Pasadena, where you at?
Yeah, Inglewood
Inglewood always up to no good
Even Hollywood tryna get a piece, baby
Sacramento, Sacramento where you at?
Yeah
Throw it up, y'all, throw it up, throw it up
I can't see ya
California love (uh, uh, uh)
Let's show these fools how we do it on this Westside
'Cause you and I know it's the best side
Yeah, that's right 
West Coast, West Coast
Uh, California love 
California love, yeah

California (California) knows how to party (yeah, yeah)
California knows how to party (uh, uh, where they at? Uh)
In the city of L.A. (South Central, uh)
In the city of good ol' Watts (yeah, yeah, ah)
In the city, the city of Compton (in the city of Compton)
We keep 'em rockin', we keep 'em rockin' 

Just come on shake, shake it, baby
Baby, baby, shake it, mama, shake it, mama, shake it, mama

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Writer: Andre Romell Young, Roger Troutman, Larry Troutman, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Christopher Stainton, Ronnie Hudson, Mikel Hooks, Joe Cocker
Copyright: Lyrics © MUSIC SALES CORPORATION, T.R.O. INC.
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Ghetto Gospel
by Tupac

(feat. Elton John)

Hit them with a lil' ghetto gospel

[Chorus:]

Those who wish to follow me (My ghetto gospel)

I welcome with my hands

And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold

And peace to this young warrior without the sound of guns

[Tupac:]

If I could recollect before my hood dayz

I'd sit and reminisce, nigga and bliss on the good dayz

I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to'em

They tested, it was stressed that they under

In our days, things changed

Everyone's ashamed to the youth cuz the truth looks strange

And for me it's reversed, we left them a world that's cursed, and it hurts

cause any day they'll push the button

and yall condemned like Malcolm x and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin

Don't them let me get teary, the world looks dreary

but when you wipe your eyes, see it clearly

there's no need for you to fear me

if you take your time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me

it aint about black or white, cuz we're human

I hope we see the light before its ruined

my ghetto gospel

[Chorus: Elton John]

[Tupac:]

Tell me do you see that old lady aint it sad

Living out a bag, but she's glad for the little things she has

And over there there's a lady, crack got her crazy

Guess she's given birth to a baby

I don't trip and let it fade me, from outta the frying pan

We jump into another form of slavery

Even now I get discouraged

Wonder if they take it all back while I still keep the courage

I refuse to be a role model

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottle

I make mistakes, I learn from everyone

And when its said and done

I bet this Brotha be a better one

If I'm upset, you don't stress

Never forget, that God hasn't finished with me yet

I feel his hand on my brain

When I write rhymes, I go blind, and let the lord do his thang

But am I less holy

Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies

Before we find world peace

We gotta find peace in that war on the streets

My ghetto gospel

[Chorus: Elton John]

[Tupac:]

Lord can you hear me speak!!

To pay the price of being hell bound...

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(feat. Elton John)

Hit them with a lil' ghetto gospel

[Chorus:]

Those who wish to follow me (My ghetto gospel)

I welcome with my hands

And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold

And peace to this young warrior without the sound of guns

[Tupac:]

If I could recollect before my hood dayz

I'd sit and reminisce, nigga and bliss on the good dayz

I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to'em

They tested, it was stressed that they under

In our days, things changed

Everyone's ashamed to the youth cuz the truth looks strange

And for me it's reversed, we left them a world that's cursed, and it hurts

cause any day they'll push the button

and yall condemned like Malcolm x and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin

Don't them let me get teary, the world looks dreary

but when you wipe your eyes, see it clearly

there's no need for you to fear me

if you take your time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me

it aint about black or white, cuz we're human

I hope we see the light before its ruined

my ghetto gospel

[Chorus: Elton John]

[Tupac:]

Tell me do you see that old lady aint it sad

Living out a bag, but she's glad for the little things she has

And over there there's a lady, crack got her crazy

Guess she's given birth to a baby

I don't trip and let it fade me, from outta the frying pan

We jump into another form of slavery

Even now I get discouraged

Wonder if they take it all back while I still keep the courage

I refuse to be a role model

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottle

I make mistakes, I learn from everyone

And when its said and done

I bet this Brotha be a better one

If I'm upset, you don't stress

Never forget, that God hasn't finished with me yet

I feel his hand on my brain

When I write rhymes, I go blind, and let the lord do his thang

But am I less holy

Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies

Before we find world peace

We gotta find peace in that war on the streets

My ghetto gospel

[Chorus: Elton John]

[Tupac:]

Lord can you hear me speak!!

To pay the price of being hell bound...

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Writer: BERNIE TAUPIN, DEON EVANS, ELTON JOHN, LUIS EDGARDO RESTO, MARSHALL B. III MATHERS, TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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Holler If Ya Hear Me Musical Info:

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"Holler If Ya Hear Me is a jukebox musical written by Todd Kreidler featuring the rap music of Tupac Shakur.

According to Playbill, the musical is "a non-biographical story about friendship, family, revenge, change and hope. Inner city lives struggle for peace against the daily challenges they face in this entertaining and original musical".
-Wikipedia

Genre(s): Soundtrack, Musical
Year: 2014

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