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Tupac Amaru Shakur Biography
Tupac Amaru Shakur, aka 2Pac, aka Makaveli was born as Lesane Parish Crooks.
Many might don't know, but he was born on the east side in New York city on 16th
June 1971.His parents were political activists members of "The Black Panther
Party".
Pac's mother Afeni Shakur was pregnant with Tupac while she was in jail on
bombing harges and she might not known who his father was at that time.2Pac
thought in his early years that a man named "Legs" was his father.That man
introduced his mother to crack.He was a very small child when his mother changed
his name to Tupac Amaru Shakur after Inca Indian revoliutionary.The new name
Tupac Amaru means "Shining serpent" and Shakur means "Thankful to God" translate
from Arabic.It's known that everybody called Tupac "The Black Prince".When 2Pac
was two years old his sister Sekyiwa Shakur was born.This child's father might
be Mutulu Shakur.He also was a black panther, an activist who few months before
the birth of his child was sentenced for a fatal amoured-car robbery,which took
place in 1981.Hard times expect the family with Mutulu away.They moved to Bronx,
Harlem and homeless shelters.Later Tupac said "I remember crying all the time.My
major thing growin' up was that i couldn't fit in.I have no buddies that i grew
up with."
Beceuse of that instability Tupac grew up a troublesome child.When 2Pac was 10
his mother moved to Baltimore in the hope to give his little boy a chance in
life.He began to study in "Baltimore School of Arts".In his early years he
showed a lot of talent.Everybody understood at some point that this kid was
special.In that school he wrote his first rap under ti alias "MC New York" in
June 1986.Despite the happiness in Baltimore his mother moved again, this time
away from the east side to Marine City in California-America's westside.Like all
of you know both America's side would become the biggest factor of Tupac's life
and death.The feud between gang members and rappers on East and West side will
escalate out of control with Pac's help and will become legendary.After leaving
Baltimore 2Pac said "leaving this school affected me so much I see that as a
point where I got of track".Shortly after moving Tupac moves in bad
neighbourhood and began to slang drugs.2Pac's hood can be called anyway but not
normal.Pac was ever in struggle even in his earliest memories.That affected his
life and later his songs global.Many people don't understand Tupac and they're
dissing him.But they don't know what he's been through and what he saw in the
ghetto.Very few people realize what kind of man you have to be to elevate to the
top of that ghetto shit that's surrounding you and became the greatest rapper of
all time.You need a lot a character and you have to be blessed.2Pac had two
sides as a personal and as a rapper.A brutal side that made him do very bad
things.And a good side that many don't know.
If people knew Tupac, meet him or listen to him before he became a gangster and
thug they will understand that he had another side.In 1991 when he was with his
first tour with Digital Underground 2Pac talk about how he wants to turn
everything bad to good and change the world.He proclaims with enthusiasm of
youth who wants to accomplish everything at once.That was before he became a
gangster and thug.
2Pac tended to draw a lot a attention when he speak because he make people laugh
but also listen to him.It was hard not to like him because he looked well and
dressed well.But the things he saw in his life before affected him so much.Later
in his career he showed more of his dark side.But still in his songs if we look
deeper we can see the good side of him.Through all the struggles 2Pac and his
homies had to get over he still told them "Keep Ya Head Up".He inspire many
people.But his dark side also affect many people in bad ways.Tupac seemed to
constantly strugle with his both sides.He seemed like he can decide what to be-a
gang member and a thug or a "revolutionary".
In 1990 Tupac entered rap group named Digital Underground as a rapper/singer and
went on a tour with them.By this time he was arrested 8 times.Once again he was
showing both sides of his soul.He was even a subject of two dead cases.One of
them involved a six year old kid killed in a gunfire between 2Pac's gang and a
rival gang.while he was on the tour with his group Tupac learned that his mother
Afeni is doing crack.That affects him a lot and also affects his songs at that
time.A time which he said was the baddest time in his life so far.But yet 2pac
was in the group trying to get on his own one day.And on 3rd January 1991 Tupac
made his recording debut on Digital Underground's Same Song.In 1991 Pac entered
his best years.He broke free from Digital Underground and on November 12th 1991
he releases his debut solo album "2PACALYPSE NOW".The album was hot at that time
and eventually was going to be gold with the help of his singles releases such
as "Brenda's got a baby".However shortly after his release he had problems with
the law again.In the same year 2Pac made his film debut in Erick Dickinson's
film named "Juice".The film had a success in Hollywood and earnt Tupac a praise
for his character "Bishop".May be he was best remembered for the line "I'm crazy
and I don't give a fuck!"
On April 11th 1992 Ronald Ray Howard aged 19 shoots a Texas trooper.The attorney
of the youngster claim that Tupac lyrics from the his debut album incited the
kid to kill the trooper.That had a very bad effect on Pac`s life and career.His
problems with the law and his lifestyle from now on came on closer scrunity.The
only thing that helped 2Pac at the time was that his audiences believed his
gangster lyrics to be truthful and most importantly not fake.
In 1993 Tupac releases his second album named "STRICTLY 4 MY N.I.G.G.A.Z" which
became a platinum.In the same year he participate in the movie "Poetic Justice"
with Janet Jackson.But because of his reputation with women, Janet requested him
to have a HIV test before she do any kissing scenes with him.Despite his success
and rising fame 2Pac still had problems with the law that included a violent
attack on a police officer.Because of his "anti-police" and "agressive" lyrics
the Vice President of USA declare that Tupac's lyrics "promote gang violence and
have no place in society".But that declaration made him more popular.And a lot a
people start to see him as a True Thug.However 2pac's life was put in doubt in
November 30th 1994 when he was shot 5 times and also robbed in the lobby of Quad
Studies in New York's Time Square.The thieves made of with 40,000$
jewellery.Later Tupac said that rapper named Biggie aka Notorious B.I.G was
involved in the shooting.That made tension between East and West coast and got
them into a beef.Tupac and Biggie began to lyrically attack each other as they
were each from opposite coasts.The two rappers used to be a friends before and
used to work together earlier in their carriers.But because of many public feuds
like:Biggie stole lyrics from 2Pac whilst he was in jail,Biggie and Bad Boys
Records supposed act of betrayal in Tupac's attempted assassination,the fact
that 2Pac switch sides and go from Baltimore to California on the west coast,and
that Tupac claimed that he slept with Biggie's wife Faith Evans,the beef between
these two became worse.
Tupac got out of the hospital just 3 hours after the surgery and recovered to
record some of his most popular songs.But there was another problem on his way
to his dream.He was sentenced to 4 and a half years in jail in New York because
of his convention of weapons and sexual assault.The legendary "Me Against The
World" was released whilst his sentence.But despite that the song debuted as N1
in the USA "Billboard Chart".While 2Pac was in jail the president of biggest and
powerful hip hop label Death Row ,Marion "Suge" Knight had arranged parole for
Tupac who only served 8 months of his sentence and posted $1.4 million bail.The
deal was that 2Pac was signed by Death Row Records and had to release 3 albums
under that label.Few months later he released his third album named "All eyez on
me".The album became very popular and became over 9 times platinum after selling
6 million copies in it's first year.The album featured the song "California
Love" featuring rap legend Dr.Dre.Tupac earned worldwide success and was the
biggest influence on the youth since the legendary N.W.A..In the same year Tupac
receive many offers by producers.He concentrate on his acting and participate in
2 films-"GRIDLOCKD" and "BULLET".
But Tupac couldn't escape his dark side as he continued to get in trouble with
the police and other people.He also continued East coast vs West coast beef with
the song "2 of Amerikaz most Wanted"(featuring Snoop Doggy Dogg).In the video
caricatures of Biggie and Puffy are punished for setting him up.Tupac continue
to attack with his song "Hit em up" which is a brutal diatribe against Biggie,
Bad Boy, Mobb Deep, Jay Z and others.This beef was getting more serious every
single day and the possibility to end with brutal violence was bigger than
ever.2Pac continued to get himself into trouble.On September 4th he went back to
East coast and especially New York for MTV music awards.Then he got into
scuffle.Just three days later on September 7th for reasons still not known to
the police he got into a scuffle at the "Mike Tyson vs Bruce Seldon" fight in
Las Vegas.After leaving the fight with Death Row CEO Suge Knight in his car
Tupac was shot 4 times by an assailant in white cadillac in drive by style.Suge
Knight could escape with minor injury.Tupac is rushed to University Medical
Center and undergoes a surgery.The issue - 2Pac's right lung was removed.On
September 11th a Compton man was is shot.The police associated him with LA Crips
Gang.He was shot while sitting in his car.This is the first of many murders
after Tupac was shot few days later.Six days later Tupac passed away at 4:03 pm
five days after the shooting took place at young age 25.Tupac said it too often
that he didn't believe he will live more than 30 years.That may be because of
his lifestyle.He changed his alias to Makaveli reffering to the italian
politician Machiavelli who wrote about cheating death.The main suspect of Pac's
murder Orlando Anderson was also shot death.Close friend of Tupac and member of
his group "The Outlawz" Yafeu Fula aka Kadaffi was also killed.
After Tupac's dead his mother Afeni Shakur filed a lawsuit against Death Row.She
wanted all of her sons' material to be passed on to herself.She said that Tupac
was making plans to leave Death Row and start his own company.Later Amaru set up
"Amaru Records".Many raised from releases would go to good cause."TASF" aka
Tupac Amaru Shakur Foundation would help many kids from poor area to have a
chance in life.
2Pac's first album after his death was released on November 5,1996 and was named
"Makaveli: The 7 Day Theory" the last album on Death Row Records.His next album
was released more than a year later on November 27,1997 and was named "R U Still
Down (remember me).He was released on Amaru/Jive records and was certified
platinum on December 15 ,1997.Tupac next album was double CD named "Greatest
Hits" released on November 24,1998.It is collection of his best songs.That album
is maybe his most popular one and reached platinum level 9 times.That shows once
again that 2Pac is still popular and maybe more popular after his dead.On
December 14, 1999 was released his next album named "Still I Rise".He became 2X
platinum.The next one "The Rose That Grew From Concrete" was released on
November 21,2000.After half year on March 27,2001 was released his next album
named "Until The End Of Time".He became 2X platinum.Most memorable hits from
that one are "Until the end of time" the remix of the song "Broken wings' and
"Letter to my unbourn".
By this point every fan of Tupac is shocked because of the simple fact that 5
years after his death his newest albums feature new songs as good if not better
as the old ones.However on November 26,2002 was released his next album named
"Better Dayz".The next album release on 6th Octomber 2003 was named "Nu-Mixx
Klazzics" and was released by Death Row Records who of course lost the right ot
2Pac unreleased work.So the album featured remixes of his old hits such as "2 of
Amerikaz Most Wanted' , "How Do You Want It" and "Hit Em Up".The next official
release is on 10th November,2003 - "Tupac:Ressurection" in form of a soundtrack
to the official documentary.The album feature some of his unreleased vocals and
some of his first singles.On the August 16th,2004 Death Row released another
album named "2Pac-Live"
featuring also old material remixes and live appearences of Tupac.
A few months later on 13th December,2004 Amaru/Interscope records release next

2Pac
album - "Loyal To The Game" again featuring nothing but new unheard lyrics.The
album
received weak reviews because around 90% of the tracks on the release was
produced by Eminem.However in the album Tupac is heard to say "G-Unit in the
house" and also "my nigga Obie".The fans react to that bad because they felt
like these rappers-Eminem , Obie Trice and also G-Unit are not gangsters or
"fakes" if you want.The fans felt like if 2Pac was alive these fakes would never
appear on his album because they are "non-gangsters".Despite its weak reviews
the album sold over 300,000 copies in the first week.Pac appeared on many
compilations mixtapes and soundtracks.And we still've not reached the end of his
unreleased original recordings.So we can look forward to another and another
album from Tupac on "Amaru Records".
Stuff on the blog related to 2Pac:
2Pac-Hail Mary
2pac - From The Cradle To The Grave
2Pac-Letter to my unborn child
2Pac-When Thugs Cry
2Pac-Made Niggaz
2Pac ft. Snoop Dogg - 2 of Americas Most Wanted
2Pac-Troublesome '96
2Pac-Untouchable
2Pac-My Block
2Pac - To Live And Die In L.A
2Pac ft. Trick Diddy-Still Ballin
2Pac ft, Dr.Dre-California Love
2Pac-Me Against The World
2Pac-Life Goes On
2Pac-Brenda`s Got a Baby
2Pac-Only God Can Judge Me
2Pac-Dear Mama
2Pac-Thugz Mansion
2Pac-Keep Ya Head Up
2Pac-Ghetto Gospel
2Pac-Hit Em Up(Uncensored)
2Pac-changes
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2Pac-Hail Mary
This is the last Tupac song that I'll put here.I hope you enjoy all the videos
and especially that one.
2Pac-Hail Mary video
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2Pac-Hail Mary lyrics
[Chorus: Makaveli]
Come with me, Hail Mary

Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die
La dadada, la la la la
[Makaveli]
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, to my diamonds, when they glistening
Now pay attention, rest in peace 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 who 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 corrupted, fucked in this shit
Stuck, niggas is lucky if we bust out this shit, plus
mama told me never stop until I bust a nut
Fuck the world if they can't adjust
It's just as well, Hail Mary
[Chorus 2X]
[Makaveli]
Penitentiaries is packed with promise makes
Never realize the precious time the bitch niggas is wasting
Institutionalized I lived my life a product made to crumble
But too hardened for a smile, we're too crazy to be humble, we balling
Catch me father please, cause I'm falling, in the liquor store
That's the Hennessee I hear ya calling, can I get some more?
Hail '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 they bid
Raise hell to this real shit, and feel this
When they turn out the lights, I'll be down in the dark
Thuggin eternal through my heart, now Hail Mary nigga
[Chorus 2X]
[Kastro]
They got a APB, out on my Thug family
Since the Outlawz run these streets, like these skanless freaks
Our enemies die now, walk around half dead
Head down, K blasted off Hennessee and Thai
Trying it, mixed it, now I'm twisted blisted 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
[Young Noble]
Peep the whole scene and whatever's going on around me
Brain kinda cloudy, smoked out feeling rowdy
Ready to wet the party up, and whoever in that motherfucker
Nasty new street, slugger my heat seeks suckers
on the regular mashing in a stolen black Ac Integ-ra
Cock back, sixty seconds 'til the draw that's when I'm dead in ya
Feet first, you 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 ya head and stay up, to all my niggas get ya pay and weight up
[Kastro]
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
[Chorus (repeats in background)]
[Prince Ital]
We've been traveling on this wayward road
Long time 'til I be take a 'eavy load
But we ride, ride it like a bullet
Hail Mary, Hail Mary
We won't worry everything will come real
Free like the bird in the tree
We won't worry everything will come real
Yes we free like the bird in the tree
We running from the penitentiary
This is the time for we liberty
Hail Mary, Hail Mary
[Chorus]
[Makaveli]
Westside, Outlawz, Makaveli the Don, Solo, Killuminati, The 7 Days

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2pac - From The Cradle To The Grave
Tupac-the king of hip hop forever with another hot song!
2pac - From The Cradle To The Grave video
2pac - From The Cradle To The Grave lyrics
[Chorus]
From tha Cradle to the Grave, life ain't never been easy
Living in the ghetto.
From the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easy
June 16, 1971

Mama gave birth
to a hell raisin' heavanly son.
See the doctor tried to smack me
but I smacked him back,
My first words were "thug for life"
and "Papa pass the Mac."
I'm bustin' on these motha fuckas ballin'
Listen you can hear my mini 14 callin'.
From out the window of my drop top
I got my glock cocked
bustin' at niggas
when will it stop ?
Now tell me are you scared of the dark?
Can't close my eyes I see visions
And even with this thug livin'
will I escape in prison ?
Penitentiary chances was an all day thang
The only way to advance
and if you slang
Then you'd better have your nikes on
Cause when we fight
it's in the middle of the night with no lights on.
Hey!!
There must be a God cause I feel lucky,
Paranoid out my mind
this motha fucka's tryin' to rush me.
Am I goin' to jail?
Look at me bailin'
Commin' out the court house
all about mail and bank
Never die
be a hustler mothafuckas
And makin' thugs out you suckas.
From the cradle to the grave.
[Chorus]
Living in the ghetto. easy
From the cardle to the grave, life ain't never been easy
From the cradle to the grave

since a little bitty child
I've been known to get ill and kinda buck wild.
Pop pop!
just like the part that's in my walk with street talk
I'm runnin' up the block in the dark with less spark.
Survalience on a nigga every day,
Waitin' on my daddy just to take his ass away.
Now Mama always workin' tryin' to make ends meet.
So now a young niggas bein' raised by the streets.
And then the on other one that ever showed me love
Was my dope fiend uncle strung out on drugs
a striaght thug.
Just me, my mama out here on our own
So I got two gatts
one black and one of chrome.
Now I don't wanna hurt nobody but I must defend mine!
It's all the fuck I got
so stop and walk a thin line.
Young niggas be brave
and keep on thuggin' from the cradle to the grave,
From the cradle to the grave.
[Chorus]
From the cradle to the grave, I'm glad to say

I made it this far.
Many G's died hard
and all they got was their name here up on a wall.
It's sad thinkin' about the times
Life goes on, I'm steady lost in this land...
as the warzone I got no home
don't have no friends neither.
It's just me by my lonely so I married my nina.
I keeps her wherever I go,
I love my ho.
Never leave home with out my sugar.
I'm hafta plug a nigga.
Mama told me not to trust no punks,
And kick his ass if he lay a hand on me.
Since then I been known.
Sometimes I think my own self stupid
Cause I stay shootin' at marks,
Get twisted up in police reports.
Since the cradle, I've been ungreatful.
My first toy was a gun
I got sprung and learn to love weapons.
But now I'm through with money
and through with street fame.
Somebody peeled my cap and put me in my grave.
[Chorus]
March 18th
a rainy day my mama gave birth
To a baby boy trapped in hell on Earth.
From day one it wasn't fun I never had a crumb.
Daddy worked two jobs and Mama won't stop drinkin' rum.
I tried to cope loc
but my family's broke
And my pocket's short
so now I gotta sling dope.
In a game filled with pain it's a fuckin' shame,
The white man got a motha fucka slingin' cane.
So now it's on from dusk to dawn I get my serve on.
Always in the spot with my glock slingin' rocks at the rocks.
Shit don't stop I'm steady dodgin' cops.
I never flip flop
hear my glock cock
thug till I drop.
And if I hit the pen I gotta do my time
Sittin' on my bunk reminiscing about the good times.
It's fucked up a nigga gotta grow up doing dirt,
But from the cradle to the grave I'ma put in work.
[Chorus]
From the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easyy
Time's movin' fast

will I last another day?
So I pray and I lay with my A-K.
Did I sell my soul as a young kid?
All the things I did
Wishin' someone held me
but they never did.
I can't take it
will I make it to my older age?
Before I'm shot up or locked up in a fuckin' cage.
Lord help me, guide me, save me!
Cause that's the way that Daddy raised me
crazy.
Do or die. Nigga pull the trigger don't give a fuck.
You'd rather be in jail than get your ass bucked.
Nobody cares, it's me against the world.
Keepin' murder on my mind and my tech-9.
I got nothin' to lose, payin' dues, nigga you wanna die?
I get high
then my mission is a walk-by.
You'd better jet when I hit your set cause I'm commin'.
Start runnin' yellin' "evil mind" as I'm gunnin'.
One in the chamber for the anger that I build inside,
For the mothers that cried, for my homies that died.
The begining is an ending, am I just a slave?
So I got to be brave from the cradle to the grave.
[Chorus til fade]

Labels: 2pac, from cradle to the grave
2Pac-Letter to my unborn child
I love that song.That song shows many people that Tupac got good side too.
2Pac-Letter to my unborn child video
2Pac-Letter to my unborn child lyrics
To my unborn child..
To my unborn child.. in case I don't make it
Just remember daddy loves you
[talking in background]
To my unborn child..
To my unborn..
[2Pac]
Now ever since my birth, I've been cursed since I'm born to wild
in case I never get to holla at my unborn child
Many things learned in prison, blessed and still livin
Tryin to earn every penny that I'm gettin, and reminiscin
to the beginnin of my mission
When I was conceived, and came to be in this position
My momma was a Panther loud, single parent but she proud
when she witnessed baby boy rip a crowd
To school, but I dropped out, and left the house
Cause my mama say I'm good for nothin, so I'm out
Since I only got one life to live, God forgive me for my sins
Let me make it and I'll never steal again, or deal again
My only friend is my misery
Wantin revenge for the agony they did to me
See my life ain't promised but it'll sure get better
Hope you understand my love letter, to my unborn child
[Chorus: sung, with 2Pac ad libs]

I'm writing you a letter
This is to my unborn child
Wanna let you know I love you
Love you, if you didn't know I feel this way
How I, think about you every day
I have so much to say
[2Pac]
Seems so complicated to escape fate
And you can never understand 'til we trade places
Tell the world I feel guilty to bein anxious
Ain't no way in hell, that I could ever be rapist
It's hard to face this, cold world on a good day
When will they let the little kids in the hood play?
I got shot five times but I'm still breathin
Livin proof there's a God if you need a reason
Can I believe in my own fate
Will I raise my kids in the right, or the wrong way?
Dear mama I'm a man now
I wanna make it on my own, not a handout
Make way for a whirlwind prophesized
I wanna go in peace.. when I gotta die
On these cold streets, ain't no love, no mercy, and no friends
In case you never see my face again
To my unborn child
[Chorus]
[2Pac]
Dear Lord can you hear me, tell me what to say
to my unborn seed in, case I pass away
Will my child get to feel love
Or are we all just cursed to be street thugs? Cause bein black hurts
And even worse if you speak first
Livin my life as an Outlaw, what could be worse?
Cause maybe if I tried to change
Who I'm kiddin? I'ma thug 'til I die, I'ma rider mayne
Touch bases, eat lunch at plush places
Regular criminal oasis awaits us
If there's a ghetto for true thugs, I'll see you there
And I'm sorry for not bein there
Just know your daddy was a soldier, me against the world
Bless the boys, and all my little girls
To the Lord I'm eternal, restin in peace
Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child
[Chorus - repeat to fade]
[2Pac over Chorus]

To my unborn child.. please take of all my kids
My unborn child.. to my unborn child
This letter goes out to.. to the seeds that I might not get to see
cause of this lifestyle
Just know that your daddy loves you, got nuttin but love for you
All I wanted was for you have a better life than I did
That's why I was out here on a twenty-four hour 365 grind
When you get to be my age you'll understand
Just know I got love for you
And I'll see you up there in the ghetto heaven
Cause ghetto heaven gotta be there.. haha, take care
Run wild, but be smart
Follow the rules of the game
I know that sometimes it's confusin
The rules of the game is gonna get you through it, all day everyday
Watch out for these snakes and fakes, friends comin down the way..

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2Pac-When Thugs Cry
"Even thugs cry sometimes" said Tupac in one interview.I don't know what to say
about that one.It was hot before it is hot now.Check it out!
2Pac-When Thugs Cry video
2Pac-When Thugs Cry lyrics
When thugs cry..

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my guns to keep
If I die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
God as my witness, when thugs cry, too much is hard
[2Pac]
Born thuggin and lovin the way I came up
Big money clutchin, bustin while evadin cocaine busts
My pulse rushin, send my pulse into insanity
Shout at my cousin now we bustin if they yo' family
The coppers wanna see me buried, I ain't worried
I got a line on the D.A. cause I'm fuckin his secretary
I black out and start cussin, bust 'em and touch 'em all
They panic and bitches duckin, I rush 'em and fuck 'em all
I'll probably be an old man before I understand
why I had to live my life with pistols close at hand
Kidnapped my homey's sister, cut her face up bad
They even raped so we blazed they pad
Automatic shots rang out, on every block
They puttin hits out on politicians, even cops, I ain't lyin
They got me sleepin with my infrared beams
And in my dreams I hear motherfuckers screamin
What is the meaning, when thugs cry?
[Chorus: singers]
Oh why, children send your child off to die
In the streets of chalk where they lie
Let no wrongs cry out when thugs cry
Dear God..
Oh why, does it have to be this way, our
children of today won't stay wise
Let the children hear when thugs cry
Dear God.. oh why..
[("When thugs cry") on line 4, first time only]
[("thugs cry") on line 6, first time only]
[2Pac]
Heh.. maybe my addiction to friction got me buggin
Where is the love? Never quit my ambition to thug
Ain't shed a tear since the old school years of elementary
Niggaz I used to love, enclosed in penitentiaries
But still homey keep it real, how does it feel
to lose your life, over somethin that you did as a kid?
You all alone, no communication, block on the phone
Don't get along with yo' pop, and plus your moms is gone
Where did we go wrong? I put my soul in the song
to help us grow at times, but now our minds are gone
We went from brothers and sisters, to niggaz and bitches
We went from welfare livin, to worldwide riches
But somethin changed in this dirty game, everything's strange
Lost all my homies over cocaine.. mayne
See they ask me if I shed a tear, I ain't lie
See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry
[Chorus]
[2Pac]
And all I see is these paranoid bitches, illegal adventures
Bustin motherfuckers with uppercuts, I leave 'em with dentures
Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the Don
I write your name on a piece of paper, now your family's gone
Why perpetrate like you can handle my team?
So merciless that my attack'll take command of your dreams
Leavin motherfuckers drownin in they own blood
Clownin takin pictures later
Laugh bout the punk bitches, that turned snitches
Regulate my area, the terror I represent
Makin yo' people disappear, you wonderin where they went?
Am I cold or is it just I sold my soul?
Addicted to these streets, never find true peace I'm told
Come take my body God, don't let me suffer any longer
Smoke a pound of marijuana, so I know it ain't long
Where is the end to all my misery, is there a close?
I suppose that's why I murder my foes, when thugs cry
[Chorus]
[2Pac over Chorus]

I shed tattooed tears for years
for my dead homeboys and my prison peers
Y'all ain't never heard my cries
Now you wonder why would you die?
[Chorus]
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Labels: 2pac, when thugs cry
2Pac-Made Niggaz
My favourite 2Pac song!Enjoy it.
2Pac-Made Niggaz video
2Pac-Made Niggaz lyrics
2Pac]
No man seperate what we create
Unstoppable, untouchable, motherfuckin worldwide mob figures
Death Row at it's finest!
M.O.B., thug for motherfuckin lifeMotherfuckin made niggaz
We comin after these niggaz, worldwide
Feel me! Makaveli the Don
My life in exchange for yours, born hated as a thug

House full of babies cryin from a lack of gettin love
Ain't nobody tell me shit, 'til I got a sack of drugs
Had the block sewn up, cause I learned to pack a gun, do you
feel me?
World do ya hear me? Catch a risin star
Fuck the love, niggaz fear me
Got these niggaz runnin all wild from my double-I
When we ride motherfuckers is sho' to die
Boom once I enter the room, in the air
all you hear is the whispers of doom, niggaz scared
They don't wanna see me head on..
Think of all the busters that I had to leave dead and gone
Call a gravedigga, fuckin with a made nigga, M.O.B.
Gunfire gettin sprayed quicker..
Fuck 'em all let em understand my plot to get richer
Much more than six figures, a motherfuckin made nigga
(Can you feel me?)

A motherfuckin made nigga..
I got a plot to get richer, take my picture
A made nigga
[Napolean]
Nigga I was raised on the streets, I had to hustle just to eat
My role model was killin niggaz so I know, I would never be
weak
They got me sittin wonderin, where my life begins
These niggaz crossed my father den my father crossed them
Cause I roll with Immortal Thug niggaz
And my number one plan to kill a man to grab a needle and drug
niggaz
Niggaz don't like us because they bitches straight love us
The President told us to leave, cause the government don't want
us
It's Napolean, I get my pleasure out of sin
and seein blood spill ain't shit cause I seen it at the
beginnin
A made nigga
[Fatal Hussein]
How many niggaz fall in ya vision?
Gunnin 'em down for every last minute that I spent in prison
We mash together, plus we get cash together
Blast whenever knowin it don't last forever
It's only one way out and one way in
Motherfuckers cross and get crossed out, never made men
We find excuses to loot, cock, and shoot
Blow the roof off them groups like (?)Rachmel Raouf(?)
I can't be touched cause of the weapons I clutch
And the niggaz that I'm under, is just too much
We made niggaz
[E.D.I.]
Picture the scenery cause for now you gon' have to imagine
Call me a prophet cause I predicted what's gon' happen
I began the paper, stackin at those
who be paper snatchin, will emerge like crack in the 80's
Baby, maybe, that's if I slip
But I became official since the start of this, Edi Amin
Born July, 7th a few shed eyes
Precious but others gave me they hate, to cherish
But still I made it, a made nigga made by the game
Made for war, my aim is simple and plain
Yeah whether it's 'caine, or these tracks made for your brain
You'll forever know my name, Edi Amin
[Kastro]
I ain't count the line, my strap, not head,
there will be none of that
The young hog, K-Dog playin Outlaw Immortal combat
With the criminal skill, they cannot beat me a nigga
Til he still and chill, recognize the real dea
lFeel - a nigga made when I was young and dumb
with a gun but it pays so I'm bustin for fun
And the outcome will be the same every time
We all gon' die, get yours cause I'ma get mine
[Khadafi]
Tha Outlawz, we be the Don Juan's of this rough shit
Rhymes baptize your mind while paralyze the public
With my mentality of war, dead bodies and silence give it to ya
raw
Thug nigga to the core
The results of livin poor, got me thinkin on a made level
Shootin my gauge to get paid, a fuckin crazed devil
Mash shit from here to there day by day, year to year
Made niggaz on ya motherfuckin tear, I'm a made nigga

Labels: 2pac, made niggaz
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
2Pac ft. Snoop Dogg - 2 of Americas Most Wanted
2Pac and Snoop dogg are 2 of Americas most wanted but at the same time they're
both untouchable.
2Pac ft.Snoop Dogg - 2 of Americas Most Wanted video
2Pac ft. Snoop Dogg-2 Of Americas Most Wanted lyrics
[Snoop] Up out of there

[Tupac] (chuckles)
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
[Snoop] Pump that up G
[Tupac] Ahh shit, you done fucked up now --
You done put two of America's
most wanted in the same
motherfuckin place at the same
motherfuckin time, hahahahah
Y'all niggaz about to feel this
Break out the champagne glasses
and the motherfuckin condoms
Have one on us aight??
[Verse One: 2Pac, Snoop]
Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture

Bomb the hoochies with precision my intention's to get richer
With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin homey
Youse a cold ass nigga on them hogs
Sho nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, cuz they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom waitin on the outcome
Free Tupac, is all that's on a niggaz mind
But at the same time it seem they tryin to take mine
So I'ma get smart, and get defensive and shit
And put together a million march, for some gangsta shit
So now they got us laced

Two multimillionare motherfuckers catchin cases (mmm)
Bitches get ready for the throwdown, the shit's about to go down
Uhh, me and Snoop about to clown
I'm "Losin My Religion", I'm vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missin
Niggaz be actin like they savage, they out to get the cabbage
I got, nuthin but love, for my niggaz livin lavish
I got a pit named P, she niggarino

I got a house out in the hills right next to Chino
and I, think I got a black Beamer
but my dream is to own a fly casino
like Bugsy Seagel, and do it all legal
and get scooped up, by the little homie in the Regal
Mmm, it feel good to you baby bubba
Ya see, this is for the G's and the keys motherfucker
Now follow as we riiiiide
Motherfuck the rest, two of the best from the West side
And I can make you famous
Niggaz been dyin for years, so how could they blame us
I live in fear of a felony
I never stop bailin these, motherfuckin G's
If ya got it better flaunt it, another warrant
2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted
[Chorus:]
[Tupac] Nuthin but a gangsta party...
Nuthin but a gangsta party
it ain't nuthin but a
motherfuckin gangsta party
Nuthin but a gangsta party
it ain't nuthin but a
motherfuckin gangsta party
[Verse Two: 2Pac, Snoop]
Now give me fifty feet

Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets
And keep whatever's left of me
Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck wit me
I bust and flea, these niggaz must be crazy what??
There ain't no mercy motherfuckers who can fade the Thugs
(hahah right) You thought it was but it wasn't, now dissapear
Bow down in the presence of a boss player
It's like cuz, blood, gangbangin

Everybody in the party doin dope slangin
You got to have papers in this world
You might get your first snatch, before your eyes swerl
Ya doing ya job, every day
And then you work so hard til ya hair turn gray
Let me tell you about life, and bout the way it is
You see we live by the gun, so we die by the gun's kids
They tell me not to roll with my glock

So now I gotta throw away
Floatin in the black Benz, tryin to do a show a day
They wonder how I live, with five shots
Niggaz is hard to kill, on my block
Schemes for currency and doe related
Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it
No answers to questions, I'm tryin to get up on it
My nigga Dogg with me, eternally the most wanted
[Chorus (w/ variations to end)]

Labels: 2 of americas most wanted, 2pac, snoop dogg
2Pac-Troublesome '96
Another west coast shit by the boss of all bosses - Makaveli.Nothing more to say
about that one.
2Pac-Troublesome video
2pac-Troublesome lyrics
la la la lala la... all ya niggaz die
[tupac]
troublesome nigga
Troublesome 19-motherfucking-96
Westside
Let it be known nigga
the boss of all bosses
Makaveli
hahaha
Menacing methods
Label me a lethal weapon
Making niggas die
Witnessing breathless imperfections
Can you picture my specific plan?
To be the man
In this wicked land
Underhanded hits are planned
These scams are plotted
Over grams of rocks
And undercover agents die by the random shots
We all die in the end so revenge we swore
I was all about my ends
Fuck friends and foes
Me a born leader never leave the block without my heater
Got me a dog and named him mobb-bitch nigga eater
??What could they do to me you little brat??
Shit them niggas done shot me
And still terrified I get (HaHaHa) they ass
How can I show you how I feel inside?
We Outlawz motherfuckers can't kill my pride
Niggaz talk alot of shit but thats after I'm gone
Cuz they fear me in the physical form
Let it be known I'm troublesome
(2Pac talking)
Troublesome nigga
Outlawz
We put it down to the fullest
Spitting rhymes and bullets
Haha...
Troublesome
Ya'll know what time it is
Call the punk police they can't stop us
Niggas run the streets Haha..
Troublesome
Yeah
Gutter ways
My mentality is ghetto
A guerrilla in this criminal war we all rebels
Death before dishonor
Bet I bomb on em first
Niggas knew we came for murder
Pulling up in the hurse
Westside was the warcry
Busting on friendly's
Screaming fuck all ya'll niggas in Swahili
Pistol packing fresh outta jail
I ain't going back
Release me to the care of my heartless trap
Say my name three times like Candyman
Bet I roll on your ass like an avalanche
A sole survivor
Learn to get high and pull drive-bys
Murder my foes, can't control my nine
Hearing thoughts of my enemies pleading please
Buster ass motherfuckers tried to flea
Picture me letting this chump survive
Ran up on his ass when I dump he died
Cuz I'm troublesome
(2Pac talking)
Young, strapped, and I don't give a fuck
I'm hopelesssss
I live a thuglife losing my focus baby
I'm troublesome
haha...
Badboy Killa
There is no one realler
What you saw was the rough rugged and raw
Outlaw OUTLAW
Murder, Murder my mind state

Shit ain't changed since my last rhyme
The crime rate ain't declined
Niggas busting shots like they lost they minds
Like 25-2-Life never crossed they mind
Tell me young nigga never learned a thing
Dead at 13 cuz he yearned to bang
Sent alot of flowers
But how could I cry?
Tried to warn the little nigga
Either stop or die
Mercy is for the weak
When I speak I scream
Afraid to spleep
I'm having crazy dreams
Vivid pictures of my enemies family times
God forgive me cuz its wrong
But I plan to die
Either take me in heaven
And understand I was a G
Did the best I could raised in insanity
Or send me to hell
Cuz I ain't begging for my life
Ain't nothing worse than this cursed ass hopeless life
I'm troublesome
(2Pac speaking)
In your wildest dreams
You couldn't picture a nigga like me
hahaha
I'm troublesome
I don't give a fuck
ima troublesome
like my nigga napolean said nigga somebody gotta explain why i aint got shit
haha
im troublesome
you know what time it is
the outlaw click
young rugged and sick
makaveli the don
the boss of all bosses
mussolini, edi mean, whosane fatal, kadafi, kastro
napolean, komani
haha
we aint fucking around
troublesome
hey yo
haha
we troublesome
haha
young kastro, the first to blast the last one to dash
he going for the hos and the cash
fuck you niggas
OUTLAWS
kadafee ?? tight never sloppy
them other motherfuckers try to copy
but they cant mock u nigga u 2 strong
outlaw keep it going up
you know wassup
outlaws outlaws
outlaws outlaws
this is dedicated to the real niggas all the real troublesome soldiers on the
streets

Labels: 2pac, troublesome '96
2Pac-Untouchable
Sick!!!Sick!!!Sick!!!All I gotta say!
2Pac-Untouchable video
2Pac-Untouchable lyrics
Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?

Get it on till I die
Get it on till I die
Y'all, Y'all remember me
Y'all, Y'all remember me
(Chorus: Krayzie Bone)
It's that Tupac (Pac)

It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Pac's home)
Ha ha
(Verse One: Tupac)
After the fire comes the rain

After the pleasure there's pain
Even though we broke for the moment we'll be balling again
Time to make ya'll, my military be prepared for the busters similar to
Bitches to scary, get to near me we rush 'em
Visions of over packed prisons
Million's of niggas thug living
Pressure's, three strikes I hope they don't test us
So pull the heat out, ammunition in crate's (shh)
Move without a sound as we slide down pistols in place
I'm sensing niggas is defenceless I'm hitting fence's then getting ghost
Who can prevent me shooting senseless?
At these niggas throats
Bitch made niggas and that bullshit you going through
Outlaws busting while we rushing
We untouchable
F**k you niggas and that bullshit you going through
We Outlaws rushing you busting you
We untouchable
(Chorus: Krayzie Bone & Tupac)

(Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?)
(Get it on till I die)
(Y'all, Y'all remember me)
(Verse Two: Krayzie Bone)
You niggas better not try to run up

And don't try to say we ain't told you
You're dealing with killers and soldiers
Nigga these explosives, trying to blow shit, running you over
[Untouchable lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]
Nigga controller
Whenever y'all niggas try to roll up
Thinking I'm a ho, well, come and let me show ya
I'm a light up the rhythm like dosia
Dumping so potent, nigga don't choke up
Flow up
Makaveli The Don, got niggas strapped and ready to bomb
As soon as I send the alarm, and when we're done
We've committed a red rum, leaving the enemies dead and gone
Leaving 'em niggas head's blown, cause they know they dead wrong
When the shots ring out you know we're coming through (Know we're coming
through)
Talk a lot with your mouth, well what you gon' do? (So what you gon' do?)
Shut 'em down, busters be knowing to keep they distance
Thugs don't f**k around
We get back at 'em so swiftly, niggas is with me underground
Slug in a niggas mug, reppin' Midwest Side
Niggas if you a thug get your weapon, let's ride
Ride for Pac, Pac, get live for Pac, Pac, Pop off the Glock, Glock
The thugging it don't stop
(Chorus x2: Krayzie Bone & Tupac)

(Verse Three: Tupac)
Only wish to breed

I explode into a million seeds
Ya'll remember me
Legendary live eternally
Bury me in pieces cause they fear reincarnation
Niggas screaming peace cause they fear when my squad face 'em
Take them to places, stake they face then erase 'em and brake 'em
Murder motherf**ker's at a rate and then quicken the pace
Blast me but never ask me to live a lie
(Westcoast)
Now I'm worldwide
Niggas gossip like girls then hide
No offence to Nas but this whole f**king world is mine
Even if you blind you can still see my prophecy
My destiny to overthrow those on top of me
Fiending for currency the money be calling
Can you feel me, dreaming?
Seeing scenes of me balling?
F**k you bitch made niggas and that bullshit you going through
Outlaws busting while we rushing
We untouchable
F**k you niggas and that bullshit you going through
We Outlaws rushing you busting
We untouchable

Labels: 2pac, untouchable
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
2Pac-My Block
Pac shouts out his respect for the hood!Something we all gotta have these days!
2Pac-My Block video
2Pac-My Block lyrics
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 motherfuckers 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 block

Labels: 2pac, my block
Monday, September 24, 2007
2Pac - To Live And Die In L.A
To live and die in L.A is great song from the greatest in hip hop.2Pac is proud
to be a westcoaster and also proud with the city he run in mid 90s.Only thing he
wants is to live and die in LA.
2Pac - To Live And Die In L.A video
2Pac - To Live And Die In L.A lyrics

No doubt... to live and die in LA
California -- what you say about Los Angeles
Still the only place for me that never rains in the sun
and everybody got love
Verse One: Makaveli
To live and die in LA, where everyday we try to fatten our pockets
Us niggaz hustle for the cash so it's hard to knok it
Everybody got they own thang, currency chasin
Worldwide through the hard times, warrior faces
Shed tears as we bury niggaz close to heart
What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cold hearted bout it
Nigga got smoked by a fiend, tryin to floss on him
Blind to a broken man's dream, a hard lesson
Court cases keep me guessin, plea bargain
ain't an option now, so I'm stressin, cost me more
to be free than a life in the pen
Makin money off of cuss words, writin again
Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen
Late night down Sunset likin the scene
What's the worst they could do to a nigga got me lost in hell
To live and die in LA on bail, my angel sing
Chorus: Val Young
To live and die in LA, it's the place to be

You've got to be there to know it, what everybody wanna see
(repeat 2X)
Verse Two: Makaveli
It's the, City of Angels and constant danger

South Central LA, can't get no stranger
Full of drama like a soap opera, on the curb
Watchin the ghetto bird helicopters, I observe
So many niggaz gettin three strikes, tossed in jail
I swear the pen the right across from hell, I can't cry
Cause it's on now, I'm just a nigga on his own now
Livin life Thug style, so I can't smile
Writin to my peoples when they ask for pictures
Thinkin Cali just fun and bitches, hahaha
Better learn about the dress code, B's and C's
All them other niggaz copycats, these is G's
I love Cali like I love woman
Cause every nigga in LA got a little bit of Thug in him
We might fight with each other, but I promise you this
We'll burn this bitch down, get us pissed
To live and die in LA
(Let my angel sing)
Chorus
Verse Three: Makaveli
Cause would it be LA without Mexicans?

Black love brown pride and the sets again
Pete Wilson tryin to see us all broke, I'm on some bullshit
Out for everything they owe, remember K-DAY
Weekends, Crenshaw -- MLK
Automatics rang free, niggaz lost they way
Gang signs being showed, nigga love your hood
But reconize and it's all good, where the weed at?
Niggaz gettin shermed out
Snoop Dogg in this muhfucka perved out, M.O.B.
Big Suge in the Low-Low, bounce and turn
Dogg Pound in the Lex, wit a ounce to burn
Got them Watts niggaz with me, OFTB
They got some hash took the stash left the rest for me
Neckbone, Tre, Head Ron, Punchy too
Big Rock got knocked, but this one's for you
I hit the studio and drop a jewel, hopin it pay
Gettin high watchin time fly, to live and die in LA
(Let my angel sing)
Chorus
Outro: Makaveli
This go out for 92.3, and 106

All the radio stations that be bumpin my shit
Makin my shit sells katruple quitraple platinum, hehe
This go out to all the magazines that supported me
All the real motherfuckers
All the stores, the mom and pop spots
A&R people, all y'all motherfuckers
LA, California Love part motherfuckin Two
Without gay ass Dre

Labels: 2pac, to live and die in l.a
2Pac ft. Trick Diddy-Still Ballin
Classic 2Pac song featuring trick diddy.Everybody knew this song.Some mad rhymes
by both rappers and also very very hot beat in this one.
2Pac ft. Trick Diddy-Still Ballin video
2Pac ft. Trick Diddy-Still Ballin lyrics
Straight motherfuckin ballin

Part two, still ballin
Westside
[Verse One: 2Pac]

Now ever since a nigga was a seed
Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin
Ridin on these niggaz cause they lame
In a six-one Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?
Blame it on my momma I'm a thug nigga
Up befo' the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers
Tell me if it's on, nigga then we first to bomb
Bust on these bitch-made niggaz hit 'em up, WESTSIDE
Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga
Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz
I love my females strapped, no fuckin from the back
I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at - right?
Passed by while these niggaz wonder by
I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try
Did I cry, hell nah, nigga tear I shed
for all my homies in the pen, many peers dead
Niggaz still ballin
[Chorus: dominated by Trick Daddy]

Still ballin, until I die
You can bring your crew motherfucker
I be ballin, they wonder why
(You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers still)
[Verse Two: Trick Daddy]

Now as I kneel and pray I hope the Lord understand
When he's gone, devolve, I become a dangerous man
Ain't crazy or deranged, I'm sayin (I'm sayin)
But when these kids go to spray 'em boy I don't be playin
With clientele, any rhyme sales
Question is, will you fuck-niggaz ride for real, huh?
Bitch nigga this is G rated
Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi
I'm elevated to the top of this shit
Done fucked around and put me and 2Pac on the bitch
And you can tell 'em THUG LIFE was the reason for this
And I ride for any nigga who believe in the shit
I'm still ballin
[Chorus: 2Pac]
Still ballin, 'til the day I die
You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers
Still ballin, niggaz wonder why
You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers
Still ballin
[Verse Three: 2Pac]

Now everybody wanna see us dead
Two murdered on the front page, shot to death, bullets to the head
Niggaz holla out my name and it's similar to rape
Motherfuckers know I'm comin, so they runnin to they graves, watch
Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound
Cause {Trick} don't give a fuck, where you coward niggaz now, blast
Keep pumpin, ain't worried bout nuttin
Busters thought we was frontin, so reload and keep dumpin
[Chorus - Trick Daddy version]

[Chorus - 2Pac version]
[2Pac] 'Til the day I die

[T.D.] THUG LIFE!
[2Pac] Still ballin.. motherfuckers still ballin
[2Pac] Straight motherfuckin ballin
[fades out]

Labels: 2pac, lyrics, trick diddy
2Pac ft, Dr.Dre-California Love
Pac and Dre join forces to creat one of the most memorable hip hop songs of all
time.
2Pac ft. Dr.Dre-California Love video
2Pac ft. Dr.Dre-California Love lyrics
California love!
[1]-California...knows how to party

California...knows how to party
In the citaaay of L.A.
In the citaaay of good ol' Watts
In the citaaay, the city of Compton
We keep it rockin! We keep it rockin!
[Verse One: Dr. Dre]
Now let me welcome everybody to the wild, wild west

A state that's untouchable like Elliot Ness
The track hits ya eardrum like a slug to ya chest
Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex
We in that sunshine state with a bomb ass hemp beat
the state where ya never find a dance floor empty
And pimps be on a mission for them greens
lean mean money-makin-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 tha Bay
Your city is tha bomb if your city makin pay
Throw up a finger if ya feel the same way
Dre puttin it down for
Californ-i-a
[repeat 1]
[2]-Shake it shake it baby

Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it mama
Shake it Cali
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it shake it shake it...
[Verse Two: 2Pac]
Out on bail fresh outta jail, California dreamin

Soon as I stepped on the scene, I'm hearin hoochies screamin
Fiendin for money and alcohol
the life of a west side playa where cowards die
Only in Cali where we riot not rally to live and die
In L.A. we wearin Chucks not Ballies (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 cause we program worldwide
Let'em recognize from Long Beach to Rose Grands
Bumpin and grindin like a slow jam, it's west side
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 Sacktown
The Bay Area and back down
Cali is where they put they mack down
Give me love!
[rpt 1]
[dre] now make it shake...
[rpt 2]
[Outro: Dre, 2Pac]
uh, yeah, uh, longbeach in tha house, uh yeah

Oaktown, Oakland definately in tha house hahaha
Frisco, Frisco
[Tupac] hey, you know LA is up in this
Pasadena, where you at
yeah, Inglewood, Inglewood always up to no good
(Tupac) even Hollywood tryin to get a piece baby
Sacramento, sacramento where ya at? yeah
Throw it up y'all, throw it up, Throw it up

Let's show these fools how we do this on that west side
Cause you and I know it's tha best side
yeah, That's riight

west coast, west coast
uh, California Love
California Love

Labels: 2pac, California love, Dr.Dre
2Pac-Me Against The World
Pac simply says fu*k the world, you cant stop me cause i got nothing to lose!
2Pac-Me Against The World video

2Pac-Me Against The World lyrics
"Me Against The World"(feat. Dramacydal)
[2Pac]
It's just me against the world
[girl]
Oooohhh, oooohhh
[2Pac]
Nuttin to lose..
It's just me against the world baby
[girl]
Oahhhh, oahhhahh
[2Pac]
I got nuttin to lose
[girl]
Oh-hahhh
[2Pac]
Stuck in the game
Me against the world baby
[Verse One: 2Pac]
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
[girl]
Me against the world
[2Pac]
[girl]
Ooooh yeah, ooo-hooo
[2Pac]
[girl]
[2Pac]
Cause it's just me against the world baby
[girl]
Hey!!
[2Pac]
[girl]
Ooooh yeah
[2Pac]
[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]
[2Pac]
With nuttin to lose
[girl]
Ooh yeah.. oooh-ooooh
[2Pac]
[girl]
[2Pac]
[girl]
Oahhhohh
[2Pac]
Ha ha
[girl]
Ha-ahh, HA-AHH!
[2Pac]
With nuttin to lose
[girl]
Me against the world, hoahhh
[2Pac]
[girl]
Ha-hahh (hehe) heyy!
[Verse Three: 2Pac]
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
[girl]
[2Pac]
Nuttin to lose
[girl]
[2Pac]
Got me stuck in the game
[girl]
Oahahhhh
[2Pac]
I'd be ashamed to lose
[girl]
[Outro: 2Pac]
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]

Labels: 2pac, me against the world
Sunday, September 23, 2007
2Pac-Life Goes On
In this masterpiece 2Pac is trying to convince him self that life goes on after
losing some loved ones.
2Pac-Life Goes On video
2Pac-Life Goes On lyrics
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 by
It's time to bury another brotha nobody cry
life as a baller
alcohol 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
What'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
Ahat maybe we can slide into
but now you burried
Rest nigga
Cause I ain't worried
Eyes blurried
Sayin' goodbye at the cemetary
tho' memories fade
I got your name tatted on my arm
So we both ball til' 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
In case 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
We're gonna be on top nigga
You're 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.
Labels: 2pac, life goes on
Saturday, September 22, 2007
2Pac-Brenda`s Got a Baby
On his debut single from 1991's 2Pacalypse now, 2Pac raps about all the
struggles of a 12 year old girl that has a baby.
2Pac-Brenda`s Got a Baby video
2Pac -Brenda`s Got a Baby lyrics
Brenda's got a Baby

Brenda's got a Baby
I hear Brenda's got a baby

Well, Brenda's barely got a brain
A damn shame
Tha girl can hardly spell her name
(That's not her problem, that's up ta Brenda's family)
Well let me show ya how it affects tha whole community
Now Brenda never really knew her moms and her dad was a
junky
Went in debt to his arms, it's sad
Cause I bet Brenda doesn't even know
Just cause your in tha ghetto doesn't mean ya can't grow
But oh, that's a thought, my own revelation
Do whatever it takes ta resist tha temptation
Brenda got herself a boyfriend
Her boyfriend was her cousin, now lets watch tha joy end
She tried to hide her pregnancy, from her family
Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she
Went out and had a church of kids
As long as when tha check came they got first dibs
Now Brendas belly is gettin bigger
But no one seems ta notice any change in her figure
She's 12 years old and she's having a baby
In love with tha molester, whos sexed and crazy
And yet she thinks that he'll be with her forever
And dreams of a world with tha two of them are together,
whatever
He left her and she had tha baby solo, she had it on tha
bathroom floor
And didn't know so, she didn't know, what ta throw away and
what ta keep
She wrapped tha baby up and threw him in tha trash heep
I guess she thought she'd get away
Wouldn't hear tha cries
She didn't realize
How much tha tha little baby had her eyes
Now tha babys in tha trash heep balling
Momma can't help her, but it hurts ta hear her calling
Brenda wants ta run away
Momma say, you makin' me lose pay, tha social workers here
everyday
Now Brenda's gotta make her own way
Can't go to her family, they won't let her stay
No money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job
She tried ta sell crack, but end up getting robbed
So now what's next, there ain't nothin left ta sell
So she sees sex as a way of leavin hell
It's payin tha rent, so she really can't complain
Prostitute, found slain, and Brenda's her name, she's got a
baby
Baaaaaaaaby
(don't you know she's got a baby)


Labels: 2pac, Brenda`s got a baby
Friday, September 21, 2007
2Pac-Only God Can Judge Me
2Pac and Rappin' 4-Tay spit their mind about death and the life after. "I hear
the doctor standing over me, screamin I can make it /Got a body full of bullet
holes layin here naked /Still I, can't breathe..."
2Pac-Only God Can Judge Me video
2Pac-Only God Can Judge Me lyrics
[Intro: 2Pac]
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 motherfuckers get out my business
[Verse One: 2Pac]
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: 2Pac]
[synth voice] Only God can judge me

That's right baby, yeah baby
[synth voice] Only God
Hahahahahahahaha
[synth + 2Pac] Only God can judge me, only God can judge
[synth cont.] me, only God
[synth + 2Pac] Only God can judge me
And only God can
[synth voice] Only God can judge me, only God
[synth + 2Pac] Only God can judge me
[synth voice] Only God can judge me, only God
[synth voice] Only God can judge me now
[heart monitor: long beep]

Flatline!
[Verse Two: 2Pac]
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 fuck 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 motherfuckers stressin just like me
[Chorus w/ variations]
[Interlude: 2Pac]
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 fuck 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 motherfuckers 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
[Chorus w/ variations]
[4Tay] Only God main

[2Pac] That right?
[4Tay] That's real
[2Pac] Hahahahahaha
[4Tay] Fuck everybody else, yaknowhatI'msayin?
[2Pac] 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 2Pac continues to fade]

Labels: 2pac, Only god can judge me
2Pac-Dear Mama
2Pac is the nigga who made it cool to glorify the mamas in Hip Hop.Pac`s soft
and sentimental lyrics made “Dear Mama” one Hip Hop masterpiece, as he pats mama
on the back for attempting to liberate him from street life.
2Pac-Dear Mama video
2Pac-Dear Mama lyrics
You are appreciated
[Verse One: 2Pac]
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, breakin 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 daddy's, the same drama
When things went wrong we'd blame mama
I reminice on the stress I caused, it was hell
Huggin on my mama from a jail cell
And who'd think in elementary?
Heeey! I see the penitentiary, one day
And runnin 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
[Chorus: Reggie Green & "Sweet Franklin" w/ 2Pac]
Lady...
Don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady
Dear mama
Place no one above ya, sweet lady
You are appreciated
Don't cha know we love ya?
[second and third chorus, "And dear mama" instead of "Dear mama"]
[Verse Two: 2Pac]
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 lookin 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 hangin
I needed money of my own so I started slangin
I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks
It feels good puttin money in your mailbox
I love payin 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 comin 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 Thanksgivin
But now the road got rough, you're alone
You're tryin 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
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: 2Pac]
Pour out some liquor and I reminsce, 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 craaazy
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
[Chorus]
Sweet lady
And dear mama
Dear mama
Lady [3X]

Labels: 2pac, Dear mama
Thursday, September 20, 2007
2Pac-Thugz Mansion
I hope you are in thugz mansion nigga...R.I.P.
2Pac-Thugz Mansion video
2Pac-Thugz Mansion lyrics
[2Pac Talking]
Shit, tired of getting shot at

Tired of getting chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong, that's just for us
Niggas ain't gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood
You na'mean?
Where do niggas 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 1 - 2Pac]
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 nine
All I could see was my mama's eyes
No one knows my struggle
They only see the trouble
Not knowing it's hard to carry on when no one loves you
Picture me inside the misery and poverty
No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I've survived
Praying hard for better days
Promised to hold on
Me and my dogs don't have a choice but to roll on
We finally found a spot to kick it
Where we could drink liquor
And no one bickers over trick shit
A spot where we could smoke in peace
And even though we Gs
We still visualize places
That we could roll a piece
And in my minds eye
I see this place the players go and pass it
Got a spot for us all
So we can ball
At Thugs Mansion
[Chorus]
Every corner, every city

There’s a place where life’s a little easy
Little Hennessey, 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
Nothing but peace, love and street passion
Every ghetto needs a thug mansion
[Verse 2 - Nas]
A place where death doesn't reside

Just thugs who collide
Not to start beef
But spark trees
No cops rolling by
No policemen
No homicide
No chalk on the streets
No reason, for nobody's mama to cry
See I'm a good guy
I'm trying 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 Jose Davis is gray hair maybe
'Cause I feel that my eyes saw too much suffering
I'm just twenty some odd years and I already lost my mother and I cried
tears of joy
I know she smiles at 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
Sipping heavenly champagne where angels soar with golden rings
At thugs mansion
[Chorus]
Every corner, every city

There’s a place where life’s a little easy
Little Hennessey, 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
Nothing but peace, love and street passion
Every ghetto needs a thug mansion
[Verse 3 - 2Pac]
Dear mama don't cry

Your baby boy's home again
Tell the homies I'm in heaven and it ain't got hoods
Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last night
It had me shook
Drinking peppermint schnapps with Jackie Wilson
And Sam Cook
Then some lady named Billie Holiday sang
Sittin there kickin it with Malcolm till the day game
Lil' Latasha sure grown
Tell the lady in the liquor store that she's forgiven
So come home
Maybe in time you understand
Only God can save us
Where Miles Davis cutting 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 asking
Remember this face, save me a place
In Thugz Mansion
[Chorus]

Labels: 2pac, Thugz mansion
2Pac-Keep Ya Head Up
Some people think that this is pac`s best song ever, the perfect showcase of the
man's soft side .He tells his brothers to stay ahead of the misery and everyday
struggle and keep the respect for the ladies,and to the his message for the
girls is to fight for their rights!
2Pac-Keep Ya Head Up video

2Pac-Keep Ya Head Up lyrics
Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne
[Verse One:]
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, and don't nobody else care
And uhh, 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 know it makes me unhappy (what's that)
When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman
I wonder why we take from our women
Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?
I think it's time to kill for our women
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
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
[Chorus]
Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier
ooooo child things are gonna get brighter [2x]
[Verse Two:]
Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me

He had me feelin like black was tha thing to be
And suddenly tha 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
And all I had ta give her was my pipe dream
Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen
I'm tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
It's hard to be legit and still pay tha rent
And in the end it seems I'm headin for tha 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
It seems tha 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
Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is
it ain't no hope for tha 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
[Chorus]
[Verse Three:]
And uhh
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
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 nuttin worse than when your son
wants to kno 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 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 getten 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

Labels: 2pac, Keep ya head up
2Pac-Ghetto Gospel
2Pac-Ghetto Gospel lyrics

Uhh.. hit 'em with a little ghetto gospel
Those who wiiiiish to follow me (my ghetto gospel)

I welcome with my haaaaaaaaaands
And the red sun sinks at last, into the hills of gold
And peace to this young warrior, without the sound of guns
[Verse One]
If I could recollect a-from my hood days
I sit and reminisce, thinkin of bliss on the good days
I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to 'em
They tested with stress that they under
And nowadays things change
Everyone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange
And for me it's a first
We left 'em a world that's cursed, and it - hurts
Cause any day they'll push the button
And all come in like Malcolm X or Bobby Hutton died for nuttin
Don't it make you get teary, the world looks dreary
When you wipe yo' eyes see it clearly
There's no need for you to FEAR me
If you take your time and HEAR me, maybe you can learn to CHEER me
It ain't about black or white cause we human
I hope we see the light before it's ruined, my ghetto gospel
[Chorus]
[Verse Two]
Tell me do you see that old lady, ain't it sad
Livin out of bags, plus shes glad for the little things she, has
And over there there's a lady, crack got her crazy
Guess who's givin birth to a, baby?
I don't trip and let it fade me
From out of the fryin pan, we jump into another form of slavery
Even now I get discouraged
Wonder if they take it all back, will I still keep the - courage?
I refuse to be a role model
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles
I made mistakes, but learned from every one
And when it's said and done, I bet there's got to be a better one
If I upset you don't stress, never forget
That God is up in this 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?
Cause I chose to puff a blunt, and drink a beer with my homies
Before we find world peace
We gotta find peace within the war in the streets, my ghetto gospel
[Chorus]
[2Pac]
Lord can you hear me speak? ..
The pain and strife of bein hellbound

Labels: 2pac, ghetto gospel
2Pac-Hit Em Up(Uncensored)
Hit Em Up is a brutally exposed pure, unadulterated rage focused into a song.It
can shock well...everybody.And still you can see the extreme passion with which
pac works and this song is one of the things that ranks him among the very
greatest!
2Pac-Hit Em Up(Uncensored) video
2Pac-Hit Em Up lyrics
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 in the clit 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: 2Pac
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: 2Pac

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 heards
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: 2Pac
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

Labels: 2pac, Hit em up
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
2Pac-changes
This is definitely one of the most famous Pac’s songs and in my opinion the best
rap single of all times . In “Changes” 2Pac shows the real life of the black man
and the struggles negros had to get over every day . 2Pac tells us the ways to
make a change and stop racism and violence on the streets.We have to find peace
in the streets!
2Pac-changes video

This man is the greatest…SOME THINGS WILL NEVER CHANGE…
2Pac-Changes lyrics
-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 change, and that’s the way it is
::CHORUS::
That’s just the way it is
Things’ll never be the same
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 the 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 yet, 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 kids. ” I gotta get paid,”
Well hey,that’s the way it is
::CHORUS::
aww yeah
(Repeat)
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 smack 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
::CHORUS::
aww yeah
You’re my brother, you’re my sister

That’s just the way it is (way it is,way it is)
Things will never be the same
You’re my brother, you’re my sister
That’s the way it is
Aww yeah
SOME THINGS WILL NEVER CHANGE…

2 Pac

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