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«CHANGES» Come on come on I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself is life worth living should I blast myself? 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 ugly 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: 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) 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. 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-a-tat-tat-tat-tat, that's the way it is, uhh BRIDGE TO FADE | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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«HIT 'EM UP» Artist: 2pac f/ Outlawz Album: Greatest Hits; How Do U Want It (Maxi Single) [Intro: Tupac] I ain't got no motherfuckin friends That's why I fucked yo' bitch, you fat motherfucker (take money) West side!! Bad Boy killers (take money) You know the realest is niggaz (take money) We bring it to you (take money) Verse One: [Tupac] First off, fuck your bitch and the click you claim West side when we ride come equipped with game You claim to be a player but I fucked your wife We bust on Bad Boy niggaz fucked for life Plus Puffy tryin ta see me weak hearts I rip Biggie Smallz and Junior M.A.F.I.A. some mark ass bitches We keep on comin' while we runnin for ya jewels steady gunnin, keep on bustin at the fools, you know the rules Little Ceaser, go ask ya homie how I leave ya cut your young ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased Lil Kim, don't fuck around with real G's Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off tha street, so fuck peace I let them niggas know it's on for life So let the West side ride tonight hahahah Bad Boy murdered on wax, and killed Fuck wit' me and get ya caps peeled, you know ... see ... Chorus: Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac Call the cops, when you see Tupac, uhh Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace NIGGA, I hit em' up... Interlude: [Tupac] Check this out, you muthafuckas know what time it is I don't even know why I'm on this track ya'll nigguz ain't even on my level I'ma let my little homies ride on you bitch made-ass bad boy bitches -- deal with it!! Verse Two: Get out the way yo, get out the way yo Biggie Smallz just got dropped Little Moo, pass the Mac, and let me hit him in his back Frank White need to get spanked right, for settin tracks little accident murderer, and I ain't never heard-a ya Poisinous gats attack when I'm servin ya Spank the shank ya whole style when I dank Guard your rank, cause I'ma slam you in the pavement Puffy weaker that a fuckin rocka wanna do, nigga and, I'll smoke ya junior mafia in front of you, nigga With the ready power tuckin my Guess under my Eddie Bauer ya clout, pretty sour I get packages every hour and hit em up Chorus Verse Three: [Tupac] Peep how we do it, keep it real, it's penitentiary steel this aint no freestyle battle, all you niggaz gettin killed with ya mouths open tryin to come up offa me, you in the clouds hoping smokin dope it's like a sherm high Niggaz think they learned to fly But they burned muthafucka, you deserve to die Talkin bout you gettin money, but its funny to me All you niggaz living bummy, while you fuckin' wit me I'm a self made milionare Thug Livin out a prison, pistols in the air, hahaha Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on my couch and beg the bitch to let you sleep in the house, ahh Now its all about Versacci, you copied my style Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it, and smiled Now I'm bout to set the record straight, with my AK I'm still the thug you love to hate Motherfucker, I hit em up Verse Four: I'm from N-E-W Jerz, where plenty murders occur No points to be calmer, we bringin drama to all you herbs Knuckle check the scenario, Little Cease I bring you fake G's to your knees Coppin pleas cuz this ain't your area Lil Kim, is you coked up, or doped up? Get ya lil Junior Whopper click smoked up, what the fuck is you STUPID?!?! I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn with my click lootin, shootin and pollutin ya block with 15 shots cock glock to your knot Outlaw mafia click movin up another notch And you bast stops squaws get mopped and dropped All your fake-ass east coast props brainstormed and locked Verse Four: Youse a, beat biter, a Pac style taker I'll tell you to ya face you aint shit but a faker Softer than Alize with a chaser Bout to get murdered for the paper Idi Amin approach the scene Write a caper, like a loc, with little ceaser in a choke hold Totin smoke, we aint no muthafuckin joke Thug Life, niggaz betta be knowin, we approchin in the wide open, guns smokin no need for hopin its a battle lost, I got across Soon as the funk was poppin off Nigga I hit em up Outro: [Tupac] Now you tell me who won I see them, they run They don't wanna see us Whole Junior M.A.F.I.A. click dressin up tryin ta be us How the fuck they gonna be the mob when we always on our job We millionaires, killin ain't fair but somebody gotta do it Oh yeah, Mobb Deep, you wanna fuck with us? You little young ass motherfuckers Don't one of you niggaz got sickle cell or somethin? You fuckin with me nigga you fuck around and have a seizure or a heart-attack You better back the fuck up, fore you get smacked the fuck up That's how we do it on our side Any of you niggaz from New York that wanna bring it bring it But we ain't singin, we bringin drama Fuck you and your motherfuckin mama We gonna kill all you motherfuckers Now when I came out I told you it was just about Biggie Then everybody had to open their mouth with a motherfuckin opinion Well this how we gonna do this Fuck Mobb Deep Fuck Biggie Fuck Bad Boy as a staff record label and as a motherfuckin crew And if you wanna be down with Bad Boy Then fuck you too Chino XL, fuck you too All you motherfuckers, fuck you too (take money) (take money) Alla y'all motherfuckers, fuck you die slow motherfucker My fo'-fo' make sure all y'all kids don't grow You motherfuckers can't be us or see us We the motherfuckin Thug Life ridahs West side till we die! Out here in California we warn ya we'll bomb on you motherfuckers We do our job You think you mob, nigga we the motherfuckin mob Ain't nuttin but killers and the real niggaz All you motherfuckers feel us Our shit's going triple and four-quadruple (take money) You niggaz blast as our staff got guns at they motherfuckers back, you know how it is When we drop records they feel it You niggaz can't feel it We the realest, FUCK EM, we Bad Boy killin *echoes* | |||||||||||||||||||||||
«ME AGAINST THE WORLD» | Artist: 2Pac f/ Dramacydal Album: Me Against the World Song: Me Against the World Author: OHHLA.com It's just me against tha World ooohhhhh ooohhhhh just me against tha world baby ohhhhhh ohhhhhh I got nothin' ta lose it's just me against tha world ohhhhh stuck in tha game me against tha world baby Can you picture my prophecy? stress in tha city tha cops is hot for me tha projects is full of bullets tha bodies is droppin' there ain't no stoppin me constantly moven while maken millions witnessin' killins leavin dead bodies in abandoned buildings caries tha children cause they're illin' addicted to killin' a near appeal from tha cap pealin' what i'm feelin' but will they last or be blasted hard headed bastard maybe he'll listen in his casket tha aftermath more bodies being buried i'm losen my homies in a hurry they're relocating to tha cemetary got me worried stressin' my visions bluried tha question is will I live no one in tha world loves me i'm headed for danger don't trust strangers put one in tha chamber whatever i'm feelin' is anger don't wanna make excuses cause this is how it is what's tha use unless we're shootin' no one notices tha youth It's Just Me against tha World baby Chorus ooohhhhh Me against tha world It's Just me against tha World ooohhhhh It's Just Me Against tha World Me Against tha World cause it's just me against tha world baby Me against tha World ooohhhh yeeah I got nothin' ta lose It's Just me against tha world baby I got nothin' ta lose [Dramacydal's verse] Could somebody help me? i'm out here all by myself seeing ladies in stores baby capones livin wealthy pictures of my birth on tha surface what i'm dreamin' seein' daddy seein' full of crooked deamons already crazy and screamin' I guess them nightmares as a child had me scared but left me prepared for awhile is there another route? for crooked outlaws that are in a villian of young thugs everday is more death plus i'm more rollin i'm seein more beatens for me to proceed with fear scheme on schemeing amd leavin' their peeps grievin' cause ain't no bucks ta stack up my nuts is backed up i'm about ta act up go load tha mack up now watch me klack up try makin' fat cuts but yo it ain't workin and evils lurken I can see him smirken when I gets tha bourbon so what go put some work in and make my mail makin' sells risken 25 with a 'L' but oh well Chorus Me Against tha World with nothin' ta lose it's just me against tha world ooohhhh It's just Me Against tha World baby Me Against tha world I got nothin' ta lose It's just Me Against tha World heeeyyy It's just Me Against tha World baby with nothin ta lose it's just me against tha world baby Me against tha world Me against tha world I got nothin' ta lose it's just me against tha World baby heeeyyy [Tupac's verse] With all this extra stressin' tha question I wonder is after death I feel my last breath when will I finaly get to rest from this supression they punish tha people that's askin questions and those that possess steal from tha ones without possesions tha message I stress to make it stop study your lessons don't settle for less even tha genius asks questions be gratifull for blessins don't ever change keep your essense tha powers in tha people and tha politics we address always do your best don't let this pressure make ya panic and when ya get stranded and things don't go tha way ya planed it dreaming of richs in a position of makin' a difference polititions and hipocrites they don't wanna listen if i'm insane then tha fame ain't about ta change it wasn't nothin' like tha game it's just me Against tha World Chorus Me against tha World nothin ta lose It's just Me Against tha world baby Me Against tha World got me stuck in tha game It's just Me Against tha World ooohhhh i'm outshining [???] tha news It's just me against tha world baby hahaha Me against tha World that's right... I know it seem hard someties, but uh... remember one thing through every dark night there's a bright day after that so no matter how hard it get stick ya chest out keep ya head up and handle it Me against tha World Me against tha world Me against tha world fades...
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