Tupac Shakur

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2008-12-28T13:29:00.000-08:00

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Secretz Of War Lyrics

2007-11-23T17:13:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Secretz Of War Lyrics

[Chorus E.D.I. Amin:]

You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz

[E.D.I. Amin]
War Time
War Time, it's either yourz or mine
Outlawz be on a grind, and a mission to shine
And ride on em', leave em' stuck and fucked from the gate
Set it straight, regulate
wit' a bomb I'm about to detonate (Boom!)
Hesitate, aww, now you know what
ya'll niggaz were here to go
If you know it was good for ya
Buncha toy souljahs all dressed in fatigue
But I'm Edi Amin on a mission to make em bleed
Nigga what?, Nigga who?
It was cool? and at you?, what the fuck is gone do?
Barbecue and boo-hoo
Ride or die, get money all at the same time
Split the pie with the homie, ball at the same time
Any nigga splippin', fall at the same time
We all links in the chain, tryin to gain, do time
We all see the sunshine
But when you could do yourz, we'll bring these muthafuckas war

[Chorus E.D.I. Amin:]

You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz

[2Pac]
As I approach the scene, from smokin' green
Got my eyes closed, niggaz so cold on my foes
I make em' die froze
Watch me make em' bleed, make em' G's
Lord help me wit'it
Got me paintin' pictures of a mil-ticket
Help me get'it
See me and pray for options
but the pressures nonstop
Niggaz get the pistol poppin'
And watch they body drop
I'm a lethal threat, watch me hit your set
Flash on, blast on them bitch-made niggaz wit' my mask on
Do it for profit, plus I'm, lookin for punks to bust on
If you ain't screamin' WestSide, you can get the fuck on
I'm seein' demons hittin' weed
Got me hearin' screamin'
Scared to go to sleep, watch the scene like a dope-fiend
Probably be punished for it, though you can't ignore it
I live the life of a thug nigga, and die for it
Niggaz pass the clip and watch me bring em to the floor
I got some shit that they ain't ready for (What you got?)
I got the Secretz of War

[Chorus E.D.I. Amin:]

You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz

[Yaki Kadafi]
We do this thug life shit, like 4, 5, 6, dick em'
Down wit' no rounds left up in the pound when the sounds (Here we go)
Squeeze the lead off, I blow his mutha fuckin' head off
Signal all the other outlawz to get this shit set off
Yaki Kadafi, it ain't a cop here to stop me
These streetz is black hockey and raw we get sloppy
Put a pamper on your silly ass prestyle grammar
Locked in the slammer, while I'm layed cocked back like a hammer
Ya'll newly weds that in honey moons, times bout up
Ya'll, that means I leave no trace found with you face, bounce, stuck
Your pig scanners can't come close touch or even hit me
Doin' my dirt, puttin' in work, you see shit, what you gonna do?

[Chorus E.D.I. Amin:]

You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz
Yo, we go to war

[Young Noble]
We check the murder rate percentage
Niggaz is finished
Get blood checks from clinics
This thug shit is in us
Flowin' through my system, you a victim
Blunts, I twist em', fuck the whole world
It's us against them
you got some heat? Pull it out
Cock the hammer if you wit' it, don't make
No difference here, with the 25 to life sentence
We already doin' life on the streetz
Like algae, niggaz be heated, when they walkin' the beat
This shit is flaky, makin' backs shaky, niggaz hate me
Scared to face me, knowin' that the Outlawz blaze me
Pull me up on game, put me up on a hustle
Once I suck my money muscle, all the G's got devils
Movin' shit like a dollar, beatin' niggaz like Rodney
Turn a killa like Kadafi, and a nuke stream to stop me

[Chorus E.D.I. Amin:]

You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz
You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us
It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz
We go to war

[2Pac]
Bring it on
And all you lil' young ass souljahs
You play this shit back about fifteen times
You'll have enough game to roll up in a club or somethin
Teach these bitches a lil' somethin', you know what I mean?
Secretz of muthafuckin' War....

Starin' Through My Rear View Lyrics

2007-11-23T17:12:00.000-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Starin' Through My Rear View Lyrics

[Tupac]
Staring at the world through my rearview
Just looking back at the world, from another level yaknowhatImean?
Starin...

Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun stops
Niggaz is callin cops, people shot, nobody stop
I wonder when the world stopped caring last night
Two kids shot while the whole block staring
I will never understand this society, first they try
to murder me, then they lie to me, product of a dying breed
All my homies trying weed, now the little baby's
crazed raised off Hennesey, tell me will my enemies
flee when they see me, believe me
Even Thugs gotta learn to take it easy, listen
Through the intermissions search your heart for a plan
and we turnin Bad Boys to grown men, it's on again
I give a holla to my niggaz in the darkest corners
Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya
One love from a thug nigga rollin with a posse
full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

I'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin true
While I'm starin at the world through my rearview (see)
[repeat 2X]

(They got me) starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die (we)
Gettin high, watchin time fly, and all my motherfuckers
[repeat 2X]

[E.D.I.]
Now you see him, now you don't, some niggaz
be here for the moment, and then they gone, what happened to em?
Well let's see, it seems to be a mystery
But all I know I never let the money get to me
Stay down like the, truest
Thug Life until I check out this bitch, I thought you knew this
Who is, gonna catch me when I fall or even care to
While you thinkin I see you lost up in my rearview
Half you, is down with them Outlawz
Outcast, left far, I'm through like southpaws
But still we keep mashin til our dreams come through
Starin at the world through my rearview

[Tupac]
Now I was raised as a young black male
In order to get paid, forced to make crack sales
Caught a nigga so they send me to these overpacked jails
In the cell, countin days in this livin black Hell, do you feel me?
Keys to ignition, use at your discretion
Roll with a twelve gauge pump for protection
Niggaz hate me in the section from years of chin checkin
Turn to Smith and Wesson war weapons
Heavenly Father I'm a soldier, I'm gettin hotter
cause the world's gettin colder, baby let me hold ya
Talk to my guns like they fly bitches
All you bustas best to run look at my bitches

Now I know the answers to the question, do dreams come true
Still starin at the world through my rearview (I say)
[repeat 2X]

(They got me) starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly -
and all my motherfuckers/nigga can die
[repeat 2X]

[Khadafi]
Back in the days we hustled for sneakers and beepers
Nine-six for glocks cause fiends hittin up blocks with street sweepers
Bless myself when knowin rules to these streets, somethin I learned
in school, on some Million Man March shit for the piece/peace
True that, only one life to lead, a fast life of greed
Criminally addicted, infested since a seed
We all die, breed bleed like humans, towns run
by young guns, Outlawz and truants, shit's deep
Turn eighteen, burn my will when I go
Burnt my body with my shotty, or chosin my dough
So while you reminiscin all nights out with the crew
Smoke a blunt for me too, I'm starin through your rearview

[Tupac]
Hahahaha, you ain't knowin what we mean by starin through the rearview
So since you ain't knowin what we mean let me break down understandin
The world, the world is behind us
Once a motherfucker get an understanding on the game
and what the levels and the rules of the game is
Then the world ain't no trick no more
The world is a game to be played
So now we lookin at the world, from like, behind us
Niggaz know what we gotta do, just gotta put our mind to it and do it
It's all about the papers, money rule the world
Bitches make the world go round
Real niggaz do they wanna do, bitch niggaz do what they can't

Starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly, ya know/and we'll be
[repeat 4X with vocal fade]

Holla If Ya Hear Me Lyrics

2007-11-23T17:11:00.002-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Holla If Ya Hear Me Lyrics

Aww yeah, uhh, uhh
Holla if ya hear me, yeah!

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

[Chorus]
[2Pac] Holla if ya hear me!
[P.E.] "Hard!" .. "Tellin you to hear it, the rebel"
"Tellin you to hear it.."
[2Pac] Holla if ya hear me!
[P.E.] "Hard!" .. "Tellin you to hear it, the rebel"
"Tellin you to hear it.."
[2Pac] Holla if ya hear me!
[P.E.] "Hard!" .. "Tellin you to hear it, the rebel"
"Tellin you to hear it.."

[Verse Two]
Pump ya fists like this
Holla if ya hear me - PUMP PUMP if you're pissed
To the sell-outs, livin it up
One way or another you'll be givin it up, huh
I guess cause I'm black born
I'm supposed to say peace, sing songs, and get capped on
But it's time for a new plan, BAM!
I'll be swingin like a one man, clan
Here we go, turn it up, don't stop
To my homies on the block gettin dropped by cops
I'm still around for ya
Keepin my sound underground for ya
And I'ma throw a change up
Quayle, like you never brought my name up
Now my homies in the backstreets, the blackstreets
They fell me when they rollin in they fat jeeps
This ain't just a rap song, a black song
Tellin all my brothers, get they strap on
And look for me in the struggle
Hustlin 'til other brothers bubble -

[Chorus]
[2Pac] Holla if ya hear me!
[P.E.] "Tellin you to hear it, the rebel"
"Tellin you to hear it.."
[2Pac] Holla if ya hear me!
[P.E.] "Hard!" .. "Tellin you to hear it, the rebel"
"Tellin you to hear it.."
[2Pac] Holla if ya hear me!
[P.E.] "Hard!" .. "Tellin you to hear it, the rebel"
"Tellin you to hear it.."
[2Pac] Holla if ya hear me!
[P.E.] "Hard!" .. "Tellin you to hear it, the rebel"
"Tellin you to hear it.."
[2Pac] Holla if ya hear me!

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

[Chorus]
[2Pac] Holla if ya hear me!
[P.E.] "Tellin you to hear it, the rebel"
"Tellin you to hear it.."
[2Pac] Holla if ya hear me!
[P.E.] "Hard!" .. "Tellin you to hear it, the rebel"
"Tellin you to hear it.."
[2Pac] Holla if ya hear me!
[P.E.] "Hard!" .. "Tellin you to hear it, the rebel"
"Tellin you to hear it.."
[2Pac] Holla if ya hear me!
[P.E.] "Hard!" .. "Tellin you to hear it, the rebel"
"Tellin you to hear it.."

[2Pac] You're too near me, to see it clearly

[repeat 4x]
[2Pac] Holla if ya hear me!
[P.E.] "Hard!" .. "Tellin you to hear it, the rebel"
"Tellin you to hear it.."

[repeat 2X]
[P.E.] "Hard!" .. "Tellin you to hear it, the rebel"
"Tellin you to hear it.."

"Hard!" .. "The rebel"
"Hard!" .. "The rebel"

[repeat 12X to fade]
[2Pac] Holla if ya hear me!
"Hard!" .. "The rebel"

Same Song Lyrics

2007-11-23T17:11:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Same Song Lyrics

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
All around the world same song
All all around the world same song

[Shock G]
I came for the party to get naughty get my rocks on
eat popcorn watch you move your body to the pop song
that I'm singing dinga linging funky beats ringing
everybody's swinging in the place
as I kick the J A Z Z Y is my style
R&B mixing it with the hip hop swing beat
Champagne in my hand, it wont be long till I'm gone
It's just the same old song

[Humpty Hump]
It's just a freestyle, meanwhile, we keep the beat kickin
sweat drippin, girlies in the limo eatin chicken
oops don't get the grease on your pantyhose
I love ya Rover, move over, I gotta blow my nose
Sneezin, but still I'm pleasin to all the slimmies
Pull out my jimmie, time to get busy wit a Jenny
if it's good and plenty, dont you know
there I go, there I go, there I go
But I dont go nowhere without my jim hat
If I'm rappin, cause she's clappin
then I'm strappin cause I'm smarter than that
then girlie maybe we can get along
Cutie after cutie, it's just the same old song

[Chorus: repeat 3X]

[Money B]
Money B, the freaky deaky, the sqeaky meaky up and down
as a matter of fact ill be right back i gotta take a leak
So I'm drainin entertainin, but I got fame
and the bases I touch to much for me tryin to be namin
Aiyyo, you saw me on cable and gip
I busted in and I was goin legit
Clark Gable back in Pakland its the same old song
sport these shorties, same freckles and hat
drinkin the same 40's

[Humpty Hump]
hypothetical, political, lyrical, miracle whip
just like butter, my ryhmes are legit
Cause I'm the humpty. not humpty dumpty, but humpty hump
here a hump, there a hump, everywhere a hump

[Shock G]
ah shut up and just listen
not dissin dont get me wrong
but to me its just the same old song
so just watch, my name is shock, and i like to rock
and you cant stop this
2Pac go ahead and rock this

[2Pac]
Now I clown around when I hang around with the Underground
Girls use to frown, say I'm down, when I come around
gas me and when they pass me they use to diss me
harrass me, but now they ask me if they can kiss me
Get some fame, people change, wanna live they life high
same song, can't go wrong, if I play the nice guy
(clamin that they must have changed,just because we came strong)
I remain, still the same (why Tu'?) cause it's the same song

[Chorus: repeat 3X]

Bury Me A G Lyrics

2007-11-23T17:10:00.000-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Bury Me A G Lyrics

[Thug Life]

Thinkin' back
reminiscing on my teens
a young G
getten' paid over dope fiends
fuckin' off cash that I make
nigga, what's tha sense of workin hard
if you never get tp play
i'm hustlen'
stayin' out till it's dawn
and commin' home
at 6 o'clock in tha mornin'
hand's on my glock
eye's on tha prize
finger on tha trigga when a nigga rides
shootin' craps
bustin' niggas out tha door
pick my money off tha floor
god bless tha tre-four
stuck on full, drunk again
sippin' on Gin
with a couple of friends
sayin' those thug life niggas be like major pimps
stickin' to tha rules is what made it simp
and if I die
let it be
but when they come for me
bury me a G

[Chorus x2: Tupac]

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
even when I die
they won't worry me
mama don't cry
bury me a G

More Trouble than tha average
just made 25 and i'm livin' like a savage
bein a G ain't no easy thing
cause you could fuck around get crossed
and get stuck in tha game
and for tha rest of your life you will sit and remineise
wonder why it had to end like this
and to tha G's you can feel my pain
till tha mothafuckas gets born again

you thought I was a game kid
i'm not tha nigga for playin games
I let my buckshots rang
when I pull tha trigga on my gauge
i'm on tha rampage
makin' runs for tha devil
ain't nothin' on my mind
will get me in some trouble
i'm tryin to ride
no more loves
for me hard to figure
get a nigga, smoke a blunt
Or is a jury starts (break that shit)
I gives a fuck nigga
stuck outta luck
when I bust
pull me to my death
but i'm a G to tha enemy

[Chorus x2: Tupac]

I ain't got time for bitches
gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
even when I die
they won't worry me
mama don't cry
bury me a G

[Stretch]

I got nothen' ta loose so I choose to be a killer
went from bangin' ta slangin'
now i'm a dope dealer
all my life payed tha price to be tha boss
back in school
wrote tha rules on getten' tossed
poppin' rocks on tha block was a past time
pack a 9 all the time
you wanna test mine ?
don't cry
I die before they play me
from tha cradle to tha grave
bury me

Straight Thug G
kickin' it with tha homies in tha hood
getten' drunk, smokin' blunts
a bitch said I was no good
I gives a fuck
I spend my time in tha dope spot
never had no time for no bitch
instead slangin' rocks
and bustin' caps on you punk ass marcs
fake ass G's
bitch niggas with no heart
i'm stayin' real till i'm 6 feet deep
so when a nigga gone
bury me a G

[Chorus x2: Tupac]

I ain't got time for bitches
gotta keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
even when I die
they won't worry me
mama don't cry
Bury Me a G

[Tupac]

Stuck on Full
Tangaray got a nigga high
lord knows I don't need another DUI
I led a Thug Life
heartless hustler
just cause I fucked
don't mean I trust her
now my pagers vibratin'
can't sleep
so i'm mobbin' to tha ho's house
pumpin' Isely
Is it cool ta fuck is what i'm askin
Bitch recognize game and start laughen
when i'm all in those guts and shit
prayin' that a nigga don't nut too quick
cause i'll fuck and get up and let ya know
i'll be a 10 minute brotha for a $2 ho
lots a ho's get mad and shit
I let a trick be a trick
you can have that bitch
cause I doubt if I change
tha games a mothafucker
real niggas turn ta bustas
Bury Me a G

[Chorus x6: Tupac]

I ain't got time for bitches
Gotta Keep my mind on my mothafucken riches
even when I die
they won't worry me
Mama don't cry
bury me a G

I ain't got time for bitches - bitches

Runnin' (Dying To Live) Lyrics

2007-11-23T17:09:00.000-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Runnin' (Dying To Live) Lyrics

(feat. Notorious B.I.G.)

[Biggie Speaking] Between you and Biggie was like, who's gonna, who's gonna,
who ruled, the, the, nigga kingdom and shit basically, you know what i'm sayin'?
it was like this is like an election...
[2Pac speaking:] It is an election
[Biggie Speaking] You know what i'm sayin'?
[2Pac speaking] Me and Biggie's situation was smaller then that,
me and biggie's situation was like...

[Reporter Speaking] Tupac Shakur was shot... [Other reporters talking, then they fade slowly]

[Chorus]
You know, I wonder if they'll laugh when I am dead
Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight
Why am I trying to see, when there aint nothing in sight
Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try
Why am I dying to live, if I'm just living to die

[Notorious B.I.G.]
Check it, I grew up a fuckin screw up
Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and fuckin blew up
Choppin rocks overnight
The nigga Biggie Smalls tryin ta turn into the black Frank White
We had to grow dreads to change our description
Two cops is on the milk box missin
Show they toes you know they got stepped on
A fist full of bullets a chest full of Teflon
Run from the police picture that, nigga I'm too fat
I fuck around and catch a asthma attack
That's why I bust back, it don't phase me
When he drop, take his glock, and I'm Swayze
celebrate my escape, sold the glock, bought some weight
Laid back, I got some money to make, motherfucker

[Chorus]

[2Pac]
And still I'm havin memories of high speeds, when the cops crashed
As I laugh pushin the gas when my glocks blast
We was young, and we was dumb but we had heart
In the dark when we survived through the bad parts
Many dreams is what I had, and many wishes
No hesitation in extermination of these snitches
And these bitches they still continue to pursue me
A couple of movies now the whole world tryin to screw me
even the cops tried to sue me
So what can I do but stay true, sippin 22's a brewin
now the medias tryin to test me got the press askin questions, tryin to stress me
misery is all I see, thats my mind's state
My history with the police is shakin' the crime rate
Ma main man had 2 strikes, slipped, got arrested and flipped
He screamed 'Thug Life!' and emptied the clip
gots tired of runnin from the police

[chorus]

[Biggie]
I was shocked at everything! Ya know what im sayin. I wasn't more shocked at him dying.
I was more shocked at him. Pac' is a strong dude... I know him... You know what I'm sayin?...
Real strong... so it was when he got shot I was more like "again". You know what I'm sayin?...
He always gettin shot or shot at... He gon' pull threw this one again, make a few of records about it and its gon be over..
You know, then when he died I was like 'Woah'... you know what I'm sayin...
it kinda took me by suprise... even though we was going threw our drama I would NEVER
wish death on nobody! 'cause there ain't no comin back from death [echo].....

Death Around The Corner Lyrics

2007-11-23T17:07:00.000-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Death Around The Corner Lyrics

[Child:] Why you by the window?, what's wrong daddy?

[Mother:] I know what's wrong with that crazy motherfucker
He's just stand by the goddamn window
with that fuckin' AK all day
You don't work, you don't fuck, you don't,
you don't do a goddamn thing

I see death around the corner, gotta stay high while I survive
In the city where the skinny niggas die
If they bury me, bury me as a G nigga, no need to worry
I expect retaliation in a hurry
I see death around the- corner, anyday
Trying to keep it together, no one lives forever anyway
Strugglin and strivin, my destiny's to die
Keep my finger on the trigger, no mercy in my eyes
In a ball of confusion, I think about my daddy
Madder than a motherfucker, they never shoulda had me
I guess I seen too many murders, the doctors can't help me
Got me stressin' with my pistol in my sheets, it ain't healthy
Am I paranoid? - Tell me the truth
I'm out the window with my AK, ready to shoot
Ran out of endo and my mind can't take the stress,
I'm out of breath
Make me wanna kill my damn self,
but I see death around the corner

[Chorus]

(When we were kids, belonging felt good)
I see death around the corner
(But having respect, that feels even better)
I see death around the corner
(When we were kids, belonging felt good)
I see death around the corner
(But having respect, that feels even better)

I see death around the corner,
the pressure's getting to me
I no longer trust my homies,
them phonies tried to do me
Smoking too much weed,
got me paranoid, stressed
Pack a gat and my vest,
under my clothes when I dress
Here's hopin I die the way I lived,
straight thuggin'
Huggin' my trigger for all them niggas
who was buggin'
My homie told me once,
don't you trust them other suckers
They fought like they your homies
but they phony motherfuckers
And even if I did die young, who cares
All I ever got was mean mugs and cold stares
I got homies in my head
who done passed away screamin, please
Young nigga, make Gs
I can't give up, although I'm hopeless,
I think my mind's gone
All I can do is get my grind on, death around the corner

[Chorus]

I was raised in the city, shitty
Ever since I was an itty bitty kitty
Drinkin' liquor out my momma's titty
And smokin' weed was an everyday thang in my household,
And drinking liquor til' you out cold
And tho' i'm gone now, nigga it's still on- Pow
Bustin on them niggas til they gone
How many more jealous ass bitches, comin for my riches
Now I gotta stay suspicious when I bone
Cause if I ain't sharp and heartless,
them bitches will start shit
Excuse me, but this is where we part bitch
No more game for free, please explain to me
Why niggas trip bitch, who you came to see?
Murderin' now but see me later man, as for my pops
I got homies that will hunt you til you drop
I hope the Lord will forgive me, I was a G
And gettin high was a way of gettin free
I see death around the corner

[Chorus]

This is for all the real mothafuckin niggas out there
I know you ain't scared to die
We all gotta go, ya know ?
A real motherfucker will pick the time he goes
And make sure he handles his motherfuckin business
Y'all niggas stop acting like pussies out there,
all right

[Movie bites]

I'm tired off getting ripped off by guys like that

I want his family dead, I want his house burned to the ground
I want to got there in the middle of the night,
I wanna piss on his head
I want his family dead, I want his house burned to the ground
I want to got there in the middle of the night,
I wanna piss on his head

I want that sonova bitch dead, I want him dead
I want him dead, I don't care

One Day At A Time Lyrics

2007-11-23T17:06:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

One Day At A Time Lyrics

(feat. Eminem, Outlawz)

[Tupac]
Sometimes its hard to wake up in the morning
Mind full of demons, I don't wanna hear them anymore
Got me heartbroken,fine, so many babies screaming
Cause they seeing destruction before they a see human being
So they start smoking weed, we'll never get our day
Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shape
Cause they all broke. and why do ghetto birds die
Before we learn to fly, some bodies else's child caught in guns
Smoking weed, can all make a change
So I'm told, but I haven't seen the change unfold,
I keep hoping please, if you prefer to breathe,
Communities in need of people that will lead
Keep your eyes open, I can only say I'll try
Until the day I die, I promise to be wise
With my heart open, greed, brings only misery
A way to tragedy, so I stay sucker free
Only a few chosen, rise (rise)
My ghetto queen, rise (rise)
Don't be afraid to try (try)
Too many of us died to the door to open wide
My brother be wise, stay focused on the prize
Though everybody dies
We can...

[Eminem]
Only learn to take, our anger and our hate
Control our mental state, settle down, and just set it straight
Maybe we can learn to take a second to pump the brakes
For we said it, regret it later, and let it escalate
Cause by then its too just late, theres so much we can take
Theres only so much someone can swallow and tolerate
To the point that he just breaks, snaps and thats all it takes
You'd think that we was learning from other rappers mistakes
But we aint
Its plain to go against, with every artists, comes the image he portrays
And a picture that he paints
But in the midst of all this anger and this angst
Never once did you hear me say I'm a gangster and I aint hear no complaints
But I know, that I will always continue to grow,
As long as I lead and never follow no one else's shadow
There will never be another me
And that I can guarantee
Thats why the fuck I remain sucker free to this day
The game will never be the same
No matter how much fame or success they attain
There will never be another me
And no matter what they do
There will never be another you
You can search but you'll never find
You can try to rewind time
But in your hearts and your minds
We will never die
We are forever alive
And we continue growing....

[Tupac]
One day at a time

Don't be caught in the publicity and caught in the hype
Rappers are regular people minus money and light
Searching for fortune and fame, and super stardom
All the jewelry, all the cars, whose crew is the hardest.
Now the hip-hop police, the villains is watching
And kids think beef is the only option
Outlaws born filthy, guilty as charged
My memories of Khaddafi, but Makaveli lives on
You think the industry is fun
And no pity with guns
And when your money is up
Thats when your enemies come
So if he died and came back
Would he try to save rap?
We needing a change, the drama remains

I spent my whole life, fighting myself
That I cant win so I'm inviting some help
and every now and then I take rights from left
Im still just like a kid, looking for stripes on my belt
And that there is a fight in itself
So I just pray and hope god
Take a like to myself
No matter how much I try (stay alive)
I'm gunna die mad, still standing there in love with my pride

Heard frivolous beats, we past that
I'm trying to keep some income coming in
And collect on my ass cap
The rappers in the game aint changed
And I finally realized that we not in the same game
The hating will never end, so I guess I'll deal wit it
Them 4-5 with cop killers, just some steel wit it
The streets is military, you gotta be a soldier
Gotta stay leery and keep your eyes on the rollers
As they do what they gotta do to shackle and hold us
So we gotta do what we gotta do to keep rolling
One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind
and we continue growin...

[Tupac]
...One day at a time. Damn!

Ghost Lyrics

2007-11-23T17:05:00.004-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Ghost Lyrics

[Tupac speaking]
The only way, for me to come back, is by Makaveli
That's it! All these motherfuckers stole from me
I'm takin back what's mine

[slowed down voice]
[laughing] You motherfuckers can't stop me
Even if I die, I'm gon' be a fuckin problem
Do you believe in ghosts, motherfucker?
Real live black... ghosts
Feel me?

[Verse One: 2Pac]
Some say I'm crazy, these punk-ass cops can't fade me
Mama tried to raise me, but had too many babies
Papa was a motherfuckin, joke
Used to find dope in his coat
And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smoke
Daaamn, don't get me started
My mama smoked so God damn much
when she was pregnant I'm surprised I ain't retarded
At night I can't sleep, can't peep
As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep
Starin at the wall, heard a scream
Wake up in the mornin
See the blood in the hall from the murder scene
Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye
On the corner, where the niggaz slang they crack
And the undercovers jack those that don't watch they back
(Five-OH!) I daydream about the dope world
Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl
My mausberg goes BOOM, what's another plug
Snatchin drugs, pumpin slugs in these other thugs
(GIVE IT UP NIGGA) Don't run out of breath
Every step could be death 'til you blast
And be the last nigga left, then I'll be ghost

[Chorus: 2Pac]
Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye
Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye

[Verse Two: 2Pac]
A seven-deuce full of niggaz goes by
Thought I was trippin the second time they rolled, by
Recognized the plates, the faces looked familiar
Everybody swear they know the nigga that's gonna, kill ya
Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep
Let me die as I rest in peace, deep
Back to these niggaz in the seven-deuce
A mac-10 out the window bout to let it loose, what could I do?
Run for cover and return fire
DIE MOTHERFUCKIN DIE, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why
But I let off everything I have
An empty clip, hit the ground as a nigga dash
On my ass was the motherfuckin cops now
Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down
BOO-YAOW is the sound, bullet whizzed by
Still runnin like a nigga got nine lives
Don't know why but I'm runnin to my fuckin block
Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggaz and the cops
Time to be a ghost
(HEY MAN, COME THE FUCK ON!)
And then we'll be ghost

[Chorus]

[Tupac speaking]
FUCK THE POLICE NIGGA! [laughing]

Loyal To The Game (DJ Quik Remix) Lyrics

2007-11-23T17:05:00.003-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Loyal To The Game (DJ Quik Remix) Lyrics

(feat. Big Syke)

[2Pac]
Now I've got to ask, on a nigga's ass, tell me will they blast me?
I think of an alias in case these crooked bitches ask me
Now, it's gettin crazy after dark, these NARC's
be like tryin to shut me down but I'm too smart
Now picture me scared of the penitentiary
I've been movin these things since the days of elementary
Now tell me what you need when you see me
I'm stackin G's, buyin all the things on TV, believe me
I got some killers on my payroll, and they know
When it's time to handle business, nigga lay low
Although I'm young, I'm still comin up
I'm gettin paid, pullin razors on niggaz when they runnin up
The first to pull a strap when there's drama - busta you ain't heard?
I've been slicin motherfuckers since I lost my mama
There ain't a cop that can stop me
My posse is cock D, and they don't quit until they drop me
I'm loyal to the game

[Chorus]
"Prince of peace must hear our plea"
"Told life you'd be back" "There you were"
"Prince of peace must hear our plea"
"Everybody look around" "There is no hope"
"Prince of peace must hear our plea"
"Brothers we better get hip"

[Big Syke]
My mama say I'm crazy cause I'm all about the hood
I can't get my shit together but I'm on leather and wood
And the hood is all I know, patrol and circle the block
Off the curb and niggaz swerve, serve a smoker a rock
And I'm hot like fish grease and nigga so is my Caddy
And I'm steady catchin static, move the traffic to the alley
Out in Cali niggaz rally others all for the soil
Mix the work with bakin soda and get the water to boil
OH NO can't no busters hang, I hope you feel me mayne
Cause snitches bitches and they ain't been loyal to the game
My niggaz feel my pain, when sunshine turn to rain
You know these buster motherfuckers came to fuck the game
And it's a shame I see the mark in they eyes
When they yellin that he tellin get to me, no surprise, nigga

[Chorus]

"And come off this trip"

[DJ Quik]
Loyalty, undeservedly, never heard of me
I, be the exception, the epitome of adaption
The superficial surroundings, bullets fiends cockhounds and
enemies in my family extortin schemin and scammin me (pop pop)
I'm like loose rollin, I'm growin until the diesel hit me
I'm badder than bruised, and madder havin to choose
'tween happiness and the blues, and who be fillin my shoes
when I done had it with crews, ecstatic to see me lose
But panic when I be smooth, I'm manic but I'm no fool
Y'all rappin I'm talkin cool, and Columbine is not cool
In Compton they shoot up schools too, ridin by to see who's who
Cock the shotty they cruise through, rock the body blood ooze through
Tell his family that dude's blue, no comin back
from him scrappin when niggaz was packin and he wasn't packin too
So if you feel me you know when they try to kill me they slow
I seen from 'round the corner with mirrors and creeped up on 'em

[Chorus 5/6ths]

"Thugs throw like wine down a nigga's throat
if this shit don't STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP!"

A Crooked Nigga Too (Raphael Saadiq Remix) Lyrics

2007-11-23T17:05:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

A Crooked Nigga Too (Raphael Saadiq Remix) Lyrics

Yo 'Pac yo, I heard you got beat up by the police
Got a big fat lawsuit and everything
Niggaz just wanna know
if you still gon' be on some crooked-ass sheeeit

[2Pac]
Please tell me what's a nigga to do, and it's true
Ain't nuttin new, so I do, what I can to get through
Now first they had me trapped and now I'm pissed
A loaded AK-47 lay under my head so I don't trip
One motherfucker from the Underground
And Big Stretch buckin niggaz if they fuck around
Yo why I got beef with police?
Ain't that a bitch that motherfuckers got a beef with me
They make it hard for me to sleep
I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deep
I guess it's hard for you to see
But now I'm pointin the finger at police
instead of them motherfuckers blamin me
I got the right to bear a pistol
And when the punk motherfuckers get to trippin I got shit too
And maybe then you'll see the truth (hell yeah)
But until then, I gotta do what I do
and stay a crooked nigga too

[Chorus: Raphael Saadiq]
I've got to do, what I'm gon' do
I'm gon' say what I'm gon' say
I'm gon' live how I live - how else you want a nigga to live?
I'm gon' do, what I do
I'm gon' say, what I say
I'm gon' live how I live - how do you want a nigga to live?

[2Pac]
Y'know you really can't say that ya blame niggaz
Fuck bein tame, set aflame, time to aim triggers
2Pac'll spark a revolution, fuck the Constitution
I want my bucks for restitution
This time you got a bigger problem
Time to face the niggaz from South Central, Oakland, Brooklyn and Harlem
And we ain't shootin at each other
That's my motherfuckin brother, so Dave Duke, run for cover
And all the bitches from the Klan
Come feel the wrath of a black man that doesn't smoke crack and
I don't drink St. Ides (fuck that!)
Genuine Draft, ganja ganja, and my fuckin tec-9
They know they scared to see us sober
Stop drinkin King Cobra, and niggaz'll take the world over
It's all up to you (up to you)
Blame the Korean, blame the jew, or be a crooked nigga too

[Chorus]

[2Pac]
Aiyyo! Why me? Play like Jasmine Guy and try me
I'll be damned if I die, come look at the rage in my eyes G
They got my homies in a jail cell
And it's the Rebel and the Devil, and one of us is goin to Hell
I got the whole place covered, with loc'd out brothers
And nuttin but love for each other
So motherfucker make a motion
I give a fuck, slice you up, and throw your ass in the ocean
Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga
but they hate it when we pop the cops
That's when they gettin petrol
You better watch your step or you'll be left on death row
But I learn to look ahead of me
Stay strapped watch your back keep your eyes on the enemy
We blowin up precincts and OOOH
You can't fuck with the crew, of crooked nigga too

[Chorus]

[Raphael Saadiq]
It's the coldest town from here to Georgia
(I'm a crooked nigga too)
It's the coldest town from here to Georgia
It's the coldest town from here to Georgia
(I'm a crooked.. crooked nigga too)
It's the coldest town from here to Georgia
Y'all gon' stop fuckin with me

[Chorus - repeat to fade]

Hennessey (Red Spyda Remix) Lyrics

2007-11-23T17:04:00.002-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Hennessey (Red Spyda Remix) Lyrics

(feat. E.D.I. of the Outlawz, Sleepy Brown)

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, I'm fuckin with Hennessey
Just pour me a glass of that dark shit
That's right

[Chorus]
[2Pac] They wanna knows my role model, it's in a brown bottle
[S.B.] Ooooh, ba-ba, ba-ba-dahhhhh
[2Pac] Hennessey (Hennessey) hahaha, yeah
[2Pac] They wanna knows my role model, it's in a brown bottle
[S.B.] Ooooh, ba-ba, ba-ba-dahhhhh
[2Pac] Hennessey (Hennessey)

[Verse One: 2Pac]
Now I was born in the gutter facin life or death
I was a thug ever since my mama gave me breath
These motherfuckers wanna see me die, so who am I
to try to warn 'em, I buck and bomb 'em, them niggaz fry
Hey, remember me? Down that Hennessey
The nigga you don't wanna see, let me procede
My definition of some thug shit, y'all don't hear me
Now that it's poppin ain't no love bitch
I maintain in the game in the gutter's where I still kick it
I'm tryin to hustle up a meal ticket
I'm still wicked in my ways, a hustler 'til my dyin days
Ain't nuttin wrong with gettin paid, so nigga blaze
Cause we some motherfuckin fools
Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggaz makin moves
Even the cops can't stop us, my enemies flip
when they see me drink a fifth of that Hennessey

[Chorus w/ minor variations]

[Verse Two: Edi Amin]
Yeah
Up late nights (c'mon) under the city lights
The Henn got me feelin right, I'm tryin to keep from swervin
She's so fine and she love Henn too
After a couple of shots she said, "I could do what I wanna do"
(That's right) We ain't sippin champagne (nah) we off the Henn-Rock
Alcoholics back at the liquor sto' cause we can't stop (can't stop)
And won't stop (we won't stop) all night long
'til the break of dawn, gettin it on, Hennessey

[Sleepy Brown]
Ooooh, lady watchin (lady watchin) as I'm glidin by (glidin by)
And the place is jumpin.. that I can't deny (no, noo, no)
Ooh I can't wait to go in, throw my glass in the sky (glass in the sky)
For the people partyin, 'til the mornin light

[Chorus w/ minor variations]

[2Pac] Hahaha, y'all niggaz can't fuck with this ol' thug shit

[Chorus]

[Sleepy Brown - over Chorus second half]
We keep on sippin, and sippin, and sippin

[S.B.] Keep on sippin, and sippin, and sippin, ba-ba, ba-ba-dahhhhh, Hennessey

Po Nigga Blues (Scott Storch Remix) Lyrics

2007-11-23T17:04:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Po Nigga Blues (Scott Storch Remix) Lyrics

(feat. Ron Isley)

[Girl]

Scott Storich(??)

[Hook Tupac]

Why'd you sland crack? I had to
Why'd you sland crack? Cuz I had to
Why'd you sland crack? Cuz I had to
A nigga gotta pay the fuckin bills

[Verse 1 Tupac]

Crazy, I gotta look at what you gave me, claimin I'ma criminal when you the one that made me
They got me trapped in this slavery
now I'm lost in the holocaust headin for my grave G
I told Sam he could fuck the war, and got a busted jaw for sayin "fuck the law"
And if you wonder why I'm mad, check the record
Whats a nigga gotta do to get respected
Sometimes I think I'm getting tested, and if I don't say "yes" a nigga quick to get arrested
That's the reason I stay zestin(??), I keep a vest on my chest incase the cops is getting
restless
Walkin round ready to light shit up, because my life is fucked, some say I'm slightly nuts
Buck buck is the sound as I move up, other niggas pay attention when a fool bust
They make a nigga be a killer, I used to be a dealer but they wanted to see whos realer
Now them same mother fuckas wanna murder me, and I wonder if the lord ever heard of me
I need loot, so I'm doin what I do, and don't say shit until you've walked in my shoes,
Theres no other destiny to choose, I had nothing left to lose, so I'm singin the po nigga blues

[Hook]

[Verse 2 Tupac]

Coppin these brand new shoes, but what the fuck can a nigga do, my little boy gotta eat too
So why must I sock a fella? Just live large like rocafella
And did you ever stop to think? I'm old enough to go to war but I aint old enough to drink
Cops wanna hit me with the book, and you hooked on my "I don't give a fuck" look
Makin rules, I'ma break em, no matter how much you make em, show me bakin, I'ma take em
So don't you ever temp me, I'm a fool for mine nigga, and my pockets stay big(??)
To my brother in the barrio, you livin worse then the niggas in ghetto so
I give a fuck about your language or complexion, you got love for the niggas in my section
You got problems with the punk police, don't run from the chumps, get the pump from me
We aint free, I'll be damned if I played a chip for a blonde haired blue eyed Caucasian bitch
Down with my home boy rich, fuck a snitch and groupie ass bitch
And a nigga with a cellular phone, leave his baby at home so he can go out and bone(huh)
And you wonder why we blazin niggas, cuz you punks haven babies cant raise the niggas
And they damned to be fuck ups too, drink 40s of brew, singin the nigga blues

[Hook]

Why'd you sland crack? Cuz I had too
Why'd you sland crack? Cuz I had too
Why'd you sland crack? Cuz I had too
And now I'm headin for the mother fuck in PEN

Thug 4 Life Lyrics

2007-11-23T17:02:00.004-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Thug 4 Life Lyrics

[Tupac]
HAHA
Thug for life nigga
Can't you read the signs?
ay fuck it man

(Whatchu doin?) Mobbin' like a motherfucker stuck
Can you put your middle finger out the window gettin' fucked off - liquor
Get loaded can't control it
Nigga pass me the blunt and let me roll it
You get the bones act to the whole stack
Thats fo sho black
To be a mack and keep your dough fat
And tell me what does it take to be a G?
I started with a quarter ounce and bounced to a key
You gotta watch your back stay strapped, be alert
Started as a young muthafucka doin' dirt
And now im in the rap game like the crack game
I got enemies
Can't pretend to see my friends are not my enemies
And even thug muthafuckas wanna have fun
Stuck it, buckin' my muthafuckin magnum
What does it take to be a G?
Silence is a must, violence is a plus
Plus, shots at my adversaries
Dem niggaz scary best it's time to be buried
Cause ill be buckin' in a fuckin hurry

[Chorus X3]

Tell em'
Thug for life
High till' I die
When em' stupid ass bitches ask why?

[Tupac]

Game? Thicker than most of these tricks
I got my mind on makin' money,
But you stuck on these fake bitches
And jealous muthafuckas can't see
That it's the fame that caught these stupid bitches, pass the pussy free
So tell me why u sweatin' a muthafucka like me?
A young nigga tryin' to a hustle up some G's
You pussy ass playa hatin' hoes speakin' down on niggas
Jumpin' around at the shows
And your the first muthafucka to jump
To the trunk when it's time for fun
Little trick ass punk
Thug muthafuckas don't die we get high and we multiply
Muthafuckaa!!
Give a holla to my niggas in the Bay
I'm livin' in LA still clutchin' on my AK

[Chorus X6]

Tell em'
Thug for life
High till' I die
When em' stupid ass bitches ask why?

THUG FOR LIFE BIATCH!!

Yeah nigga, thug life, from now till' the muthafuckin' ever
Havenotz in this muthafucka
YEAH, No doubt

Hennessey Lyrics

2007-11-23T17:02:00.003-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Hennessey Lyrics

(feat. Obie Trice)

[Intro: 2Pac/Obie Trice]
[Obie Trice]
Ha ha ha, yeah

[Tupac]
Nigga fuck that Gin and Juice (Hennessey)
Just Pour a nigga a glass
Hennessey, that dark shit (That's right)

[Obie Trice]
Hey pour me some of that too baby

[Chorus: Tupac/Obie Trice]
They wanna know who's my role model
It's in a brown bottle (Yo what's our motherfucking motto nigga?)
Hennessey

They wanna know who's my role model
It's in a brown bottle (You know our motherfucking motto)
Hennessey

[Tupac]
Ha ha ha, Y'all niggaz can't fuck with this whole thug shit (Hennessey)

[Obie Trice]
That's what your sippin on
Now what's you name nigga?

[Tupac]
Big ballin ass nigga named Pac

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Now I was born in the gutter facing life or death
I was a thug ever since my momma gave me breath
These motherfuckaz wanna see me die
So who am I to try to warn 'em, I'll buck and bomb 'em, them nigga fry
Ey remember me' Damn that Hennessey
The nigga you don't wanna see, let me precede
My definition of some thug shit, y'all don't hear me?
Now that it's poppin aint no love bitch
I maintain in the game and the gutter is where I still kick it
I'm tryin to hustle up a meal ticket
I'm still wicked in my ways, a hustler till my dying days
Aint nothin wrong with gettin paid
So nigga blaze, cuz we some motherfuckin fools
Walkin through the streets wearing jewels
Breakin niggaz, fakin moves
Even the cops can't stop us
My enemies flip when the see me drink a fifth of that Hennessey

[Chorus: 2Pac/Obie Trice]
They wanna know who's my role model
It's in a brown bottle (Yo what's our motherfucking motto nigga?)
Hennessey

They wanna know who's my role model
It's in a brown bottle (You know our motherfucking motto)
Hennessey

[Tupac]
Ha ha ha, Y'all niggaz can't fuck with this whole thug shit (Hennessey)

[Obie Trice]
That's what I'm sippin on
Now let me tell 'em who I be

[Tupac]
Big ballin ass nigga named Trice

[Verse 2: Obie Trice]
Now I was born in Detroit on the side that's west
Troubled child, commin up I had to ride I guess
Tried to apply myself, but niggas was ballin
My momma couldn't tell my shit, the streets was callin
I was often involved with niggaz breakin the law
I look back Pac nigga, we was bankin off raw
P Funk, got I pumpin, he had the connects
Through the sack to us little niggaz workin the set
And if you got it you getting wet, nigga bet on that
Don't come around hurr on that floss shit
Detroit niggaz off shit
(Robbin niggaz in the do' ways) That's right
(With my four four, that's the sure way)
And this your old days, all eyez on me
We was loony I suppose you could (die homie)
O Trice always repped his block
Pac that Hen' and that Ice, I'm on a track with Pac nigga

[Chorus: 2Pac/Obie Trice]
They wanna know who's my role model
It's in a brown bottle (Yo what's our motherfucking motto nigga?)
Hennessey

They wanna know who's my role model
It's in a brown bottle (You know our motherfucking motto)
Hennessey

[Tupac]
Ha ha ha, Y'all niggaz can't fuck with this whole thug shit (Hennessey)

[Outro: Obie Trice]
Yea
Ey Pac' Pac, nigga Detroit love you boy
We put it down out here I mean, you know? Me, my family, my friends.. Man we riddin for you
always
2PacalypseNow and to infinity boy' forever
Shady Records, Afeni Shakur what up?
Yea, Obie Trice
Pour out a lil' liquor nigga

Don't You Trust Me? Lyrics

2007-11-23T17:02:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Don't You Trust Me? Lyrics

I ain't got time for this man I'm out

[Chorus]
You should stop for awhile you will find me standing there (Don't you trust me?)
Over here at the side of your life (Not that I don't trust you)
You spend all your hours just rushing around
Do you have a little time to have a little time for me?

As soon as I leave the house you wanna page me
See you got me trapped I'm going crazy this is slavery
You act like it's outrageous give me space it won't get better
And maybe we will argue and be through with all these sorry letters
Soon as I come home it's like I get the third degree
Where ya been and who you with I get no room to breathe It makes me wanna leave
I'm sick of these tricks up your sleeve
Your suspicious I decieve give me grief without belief but to me
If you really trust me then it's pitiful
Question me about my whereabouts that's so trivial
Let me live my life and you can live yours
Just be there to help me and support that's what your here for
Not to give me stress and add to pressure
Home is where I go the rest I go to pass the test
I'm sorry if I left you all alone
But I couldn't make it home so we argue on the phone
Don't you trust me?

[Chorus]

Callin' up my house to hang it up You think that makes sense
Tell me what it takes for us to shake so we can be friends
It's time for us to take our seperate paths
We had a lot of laughs but the good things come to pass
Let's think of the evil break don't make it scandoulous
Try to be mature til your sure that we can handle this
Your sayin I'm too busy I ignore you
I guess you didn't hear me when I said that I cared for you
But now it seems the arguments are nightly
I wanna hold you tightly but instead you wanna fight me
So why let it stress and aggravate me
Instead I'd rather break hope you don't hate me
You tell me that you love me but your lyin'
Fightin back the urge to start cryin'
I wipe away your tears come and hug me
I love you like you love me
Girl...don't you trust me?

[Chorus]

I hangup the phone (click)
I can't barely hear you yellin' at me
Maybe we should end it neither one of us are happy
You know that I'm emotional you milk me
Comin' over crying just to get me feelin' guilty
You and me were met to be it yet
You always wanna sweat and how much closer can we get (don't fret)
Just set me back my things and I'll be outie
This time I'm breakin out you let your mouth overcrowd me
I can't take the beefin' and the griefin'
I get no room to sleep I hope it ceases cause I'm leavin'
Maybe next time you'll be a little more sure
When I can give you more when you unsure
But baby until then I gotta leave ya
It's not that I don't need ya but see ya
And I hope that you understand why I bust it
Not becuase we rushed it (hell no)
But girl don't you trust me?

[Chorus]

Not that I don't trust you
Don't you trust me?

Not that I don't trust you
Don't you trust me?

Not that I don't trust you

A Crooked Nigga Too Lyrics

2007-11-23T17:01:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

A Crooked Nigga Too Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah nigga
Yo Pac (That's right)
Yo, I heard you got beat up by the police
Got a big fat lawsuit and everything (yeah)
Niggaz just wanna know if your still gonna be on some crooked ass nigga shit

[Tupac Verse 1]
Please tell me what's a nigga to do and it's true
Ain't nuttin' new so I do what I can to get through
Now first they had me trapped and now I'm pissed
A loaded AK47 layin on my hips so don't trip
One motherfucker from the underground
And Big Stretch buckin' niggaz if they fuck around
Yo, why ya'll got beef with police?
Ain't that a bitch them motherfuckers gotta beef with me
They make it hard for me to sleep
I wake up at the slightest peep and my sheets are 3 feet deep
I guess it's hard for you to see
But now I'm pointin the finger at police instead of motherfuckers blamin' me
I got the right to bear a pistol
And when them punk motherfuckers get to trippin' I got shit too
And maybe then you'll see the truth
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

[Chorus]
It's all up to you
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too
And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww)
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too
It's all up to you
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too
And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww) Oooh!
You can't fuck with the crew, a crooked nigga too

[Tupac Verse 2]
You know you really can't say that you blame niggaz
Fuck bein' tame, set a flame, tryin' to aim triggaz
Tupac'll spark a revolution, fuck the constitution
I want my bucks for restitution
This time you got a bigger problem
Time to face the niggas from South Central, Oakland, Brooklyn and Harlem
And we ain't shootin' at eachother (fuck no), that's a motherfuckin' brother
So save two, run for cover
And other bitches from the clan
Come feel the wrath of a black man that doesn't smoke crack and
I don't drink St. Ides (fuck that!)
Genuine draft ganja ganja and my fuckin' Tec-9
They know their scared to see us sober (awwwww)
Cobra - And niggaz will take the world over
It's all up to you (up to you) Blame the Korean (fuck that)
I'll be a crooked nigga too

[Chorus]
It's all up to you
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too
And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww)
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too
It's all up to you
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too
And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww) Oooh!
You can't fuck with the crew, a crooked nigga too

[Tupac Verse 3]
Pardon me, ?? has been God and try me
I'll be damned if I die come look at the rage in my eyes G
They got my homies in a jail cell
Now it's the rebel and the devil and one of us is goin' to hell
I got the whole place covered with loc'ed out brothers
And nothing but love for eachother
So motherfucker make a motion
I give a fuck, slice you up, and throw your ass in the ocean
Temperatures drop
See it's cool to shoot a nigga but they hate it when we pop the cops
That's when they gettin' petrol
You better watch your step or you'll be left on deathrow
But I learned to look ahead of me
Stay strapped, watch your back, keep your eyes on the enemy
We blowin' up precincts and oooohhhh you can't fuck with the crew
A crooked nigga too

[Chorus]
It's all up to you
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too
And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww)
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too
It's all up to you
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too
And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww) Oooh!
You can't fuck with the crew, a crooked nigga too

Who Do You Love? Lyrics

2007-11-23T16:58:00.000-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Who Do You Love? Lyrics

[Intro: Tupac]
Maybe its the thug in me
Maybe its the thug in me
Maybe its the thug in me
Maybe its the thug in me
Maybe its the thug in me

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Ever since I was a young scrub
I was a thug on the corner with my niggaz slangin drugs
I'm runnin from the narcs when they pass by dont ask why
I'm a hustler till my ass die
Even if I do come up I be ready when they run up, huh
I'll be a nut to put my gun up, huh
I never trust these hoes at all, fucking with them tramp ass sluts who Suppose to fall
Since she played you for you money but the shit was cool
Guess its true niggaz be bitches too
You cant see how she worked you, all up in her skirt
Now you looking like a jerk, cause she hurt you
Now heads up dont be a playa hater
Just peep game keep your mind on your money watch the bitch change
See hoes love thugs, and thugs love loot
Hand it over motherfucker before I shoot
Who do u love

[Chorus x2: 2Pac]
Maybe it's the thug in me
Maybe it's the thug in me
Tell me, Who do you love?

Maybe its the thug in me
Maybe its the thug in me
Who do you love?

[Verse 2: 2Pac]
Im livin that
Thug life baby, steady smoking endo going crazy
Baby come and hug me when you rub me, turn the lights down
We in the dark do you love me
Everyboy is talking bout they know me
But they aint down like my motherfucking homies
Tell me what you need when you see me
And we can get it on biatch take it easy
Don't try to hold me, control me
But you can take my number, baby call me when you lonely
Cause its a mans world, aint no need to ask why
I'm high till I die, and strapped with my 4-5
Cause you can loose it in the gutter
I wonder if I die by the hands of another broke motherfucker
They call me the alcoholer I'm all in, thug 4 life nigga ballin
I'm gettin tired of these hoes tryna play me
You can't fade me, me and my niggaz going crazy
All day long Im straight thuggin, and contantly mean muggin
Breakin the bitches that be buggin, tell me who do you love

[Chorus x2: 2Pac]
Maybe it's the thug in me
Maybe it's the thug in me
Tell me, Who do you love?

Maybe its the thug in me
Maybe its the thug in me
Who do you love?

N.I.G.G.A. (Never Ignorant About Getting Goals Accomplished) Lyrics

2007-11-23T16:00:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

N.I.G.G.A. (Never Ignorant About Getting Goals Accomplished) Lyrics

(feat. Jadakiss)

[Intro (2Pac)]
Niggas! (Yeah!) (Uh)
Niggas!

[Verse: 2Pac]
Who's afraid of the punk police?
Niggas run the streets, no justice no peace
Fuck the law, rather draw than do time
Don't fuck with mine, cross the line, my two nines
go baya baya when I shoot 'em
Korean mothafuckers was crooked, so niggas had to burn and loot 'em
Now the streets ain't safe at night
My Niggas! Straight take his life
So don't sleep when my Jeep creep up, how we hit 'em
Empty the clip, then dip cuz we did 'em
Lickin' of shots for Latasha that's proper
Love for my niggas but a glock for the coppers
So what the fuck you wanna do now
I packed a .9 last year, in '99 I'm packin' 2 now
And even if they pull their triggers
They can shoot one man, but nothings gonna stop the plan of true niggas

[Chorus (2Pac)]
Niggas! (Yeah niggas, you can't fuck with us)
Niggas! (Cuz bein' a nigga means you love niggas)
Niggas!
(Jada!, ey yo)

[Verse: Jadakiss]
My dimes make the fiends go to sleep, so they call 'em bedrocks
Niggas is like photographers, all they take is head shots
Your last words'll be, "damn what's all these red dots?"
Niggas nowawadays, they worry me, my bars is therapy
As long as you usin' them thouroughly, muah til the day that they bury me
My niggas is stronger and tighter now than they probably will ever be
And i'm a product of the '70's
The hood got niggas on punishment, that's why they never leave
If I ain't eatin' with you, i'm probably beefin' with you
If no money ain't involved ain't no need for me speakin' with you
I know you got a gun but i'm hopin' you keep it with you
Cuz unfortunately, i'm one of them rappers that keep a pistol and
You know what the llama do, Shady/Aftermath, Ruff Ryders, D-Block, and of course Amaru
Lotta people honor you, probably cuz of the way you used to bring the drama to
whoever you wanted to, you a leader when you can get a leader to follow you
But anyway, life goes on, so i'll see you when I art in heaven like our fathers do

[Chorus (2Pac)]
Niggas! (Yeah niggas, you can't fuck with us)
Niggas! (Yeah niggas, cuz bein' a nigga means you love niggas)
Niggas!
Niggas! (Nigga!, you can't fuck with us)

[Fades out]

Thugs Get Lonely Too Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:58:00.004-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Thugs Get Lonely Too Lyrics

(feat. Nate Dogg)

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
See, it ain't easy bein' me
Life as a celebrity is less than heavily
I got these fakes and these back-stabbers chasin' me around
And it's always drama
Whevever I wanna get around
Mama told me
Long before I ever came up
Gotta be true, to watchya' do
And keep ya' game up
'Cause things change
And jealousy becomes a factor
Best friends at your wifes house tryin' to MACK HER!
I'm on tour
But still they keep on knockin' at my door
And I got no time to worry
I'm steady wantin' more
Every day is a test, yes
I try hard
But I'm strugg-a-lin' with every breath
I pray to God that the woman that I left at home
All alone
Ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone
Over the phone
In my mind
I can see her naked
I can't take it
Got me shakin' at the thought that we can make it
I thought you knew.

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
I'm rolling out on tour today you getting sad because I'm goin away (Naaaa)
Chickenheads wanna play with me you getting mad because you think I'ma sway,
Some of them cute some of them fine as fuck you hear them scream as soon as I hit the stage
(Naaaa)
Still I be getting lonely for you I'm coming home as soon as I make this pay (Make this pay)

[Verse 2: 2Pac]
I call you up long distance
On the telephone
I wanna tuck you in
Even though I know I can't make it home
I whisper things in ya' ear
Like youre near me
Wonder if you feel me
From far away
Or can you hear me
It seems to me
That ya' jealous
'Cause I'm hustlin' and makin' money
With the fellas'
In the back streets
Tryin' to trap me
Baby HOLD UP
Thugs get lonely too!
But I'm a soulja
And theres no way I'mma' stop makin' money
'Cause ya' attitudes changed
And ya' actin' a little funny
Always complainin'
Sayin' we don't spend time
Can't you see
I got enough stress on my mind
And hangin' up like you all that
And get mad when I'm tell you that
"I'm busy baby, call back,"
Please, ain't nothin' left to say to you
Thugs get lonely too
You KNOW.

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
I'm rolling out on tour today you getting sad because I'm goin away (Naaaa)
Chickenheads wanna play with me you getting mad because you think I'ma sway,
Some of them cute some of them fine as fuck you hear them scream as soon as I hit the stage
(Naaaa)
Still I be getting lonely for you I'm coming home as soon as I make this pay (Make this pay)

[Verse 3: 2Pac]
I sit alone in my room, drinkin'
Without a care
Talkin out loud to ya'
Like ya' there
Take ya' picture out my back pocket
Man it's on
You the first face I wanna see
When I get home
I wanna love you 'till the sun rise
Buckwild
Touchin' every wall in the house
Thug style
Put ya' hands on the headboard
Think of me
Drippin' sweat on top of you
Sick of scenes in yo' head
That I'm makin' love
So turn the lights down
Reminice 'n relax
'Cause baby right now
I feel in the middle of my stomach
You whisper in my ear
Baby tell me how you really want it
Hold on tightly
Watch the ceiling
Scratch my back
How you react
Lets me know you feel me
'Cause everything I'm giving to you
Is so true
Thugs get lonely too
You know.

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]
I'm rolling out on tour today you getting sad because I'm goin away (Naaaa)
Chickenheads wanna play with me you getting mad because you think I'ma sway,
Some of them cute some of them fine as fuck you hear them scream as soon as I hit the stage
(Naaaa)
Still I be getting lonely for you I'm coming home as soon as I make this pay (Make this pay)

[Outro: Tupac Talking]
Yeah! THUG LIFE BABY

Loyal To The Game Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:58:00.003-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Loyal To The Game Lyrics

(feat. G-Unit)

[2Pac:] I'm loyal to the game

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Now I've got task on a nigga's ass
Tell me will they blast me
I think of an alias in case these crooked bitches ask me, now
It's gettin crazy after dark,
These narcs be like tryin to shut me down but I'm too smart
Now picture me scared of the penetentiary
I've been movin these things since the days of elementary
Now tell me what ya need when ya see me
I'm stackin Gs buyin all the things on TV, believe me
I got some killas on my payroll and they know
When its time to handle business nigga lay low
Although I'm young I'm still comin up
I'm gettin paid pullin razors on niggas when they runnin up
The first to pull the strap when theres drama
Buster you ain't heard?
I been slicin motherfuckers since I lost my mama
There ain't a cop that can stop me
My posse is cocky and they don't wait until they drop me
I'm loyal to the game

[CHORUS: 50 Cent]
I do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin
(Nigga I'm loyal to the game)
I give you my way and I cock and pop that thing
(Man I'm loyal to the game)
If you know what I know then you know I ain't playin
(I'm loyal to the game)
That could get in my way and I'll blow out your brain

[Verse 2: Young Buck]
Possessed by the streets you can't tell me that this ain't home
I can't eat if the rest of this shit ain't gone
I'm gettin used to the needles on the bathroom sink
Gotta close my door because the bathroom stink
See, daddy don't work, and mama don't drink
But daddy do dope, and mama can't think
So look like I'ma be the man of the house
Gotta have somethin to put in the air when it's out
Up early in the mornin the first to get it
They say if you really want it then come on wit it
Sacrifice my life for this ice and these cars
And I only spent 30 days behind bars
I ain't never had a job but my rent got paid
I handled any beef that they sent my way
So send me to the pen but you know I won't change
It's thug in my veins
I'm loyal to the game

[CHORUS: 50 Cent]
I do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin
(Nigga I'm loyal to the game)
I give you my way and I cock and pop that thing
(Man I'm loyal to the game)
If you know what I know then you know I ain't playin
(I'm loyal to the game)
That could get in my way and I'll blow out your brain

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]
Yeah
It ain't my fault I came up fast
And your the name niggas bring up last
And all the dames get a king up ass
10 grand on every ring I flash
Deep frog - and I'ma have to fling your ass
I'm on the block where its scorchin hot
If you get caught in the crossfire they have to throw you off the block
I get 'dro by the pickle jar
These broke niggas wanna get the star
So I don't keep the four-nickel far
My lips is zipped I'm loyal to the game
Bring your bitch around me I'm spoilin her brain
Get more slugs to boil in your frame
Cause you got rocks and they got aluminum foil for a chain
The paints the same color as oil in the Range
I'm stingy ain't got nothin for you but some change
I'm good now but the fact still remains
That the struggle that I'm from is attached to my name

[CHORUS: 50 Cent]
I do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin
(Nigga I'm loyal to the game)
You get in my way and I cock and pop that thing
(Man I'm loyal to the game)
If you know what I know then you know I ain't playin
(I'm loyal to the game)
That could get in my way and I'll blow out your brain

[Outro...fading out]
heh
YA!
2Pac's in this motherfucker!
Uh!
G-Unit in the motherfuckin house
50!
Banks!
Buck!

Black Cotton Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:58:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Black Cotton Lyrics

(feat. Eminem, Kastro and Young Noble of the Outlawz)

[Intro: 2Pac]

Black Cotton
Black Cotton
Black Cotton - A symbol for unrewarded struggle
Time for a little gospel tail
Ghetto gospel that is- listen
Robbin' Black Cotton in God's eyes
Speak

[Verse One: 2Pac]

Black Cotton
Steady stressin' Smith and Wessons count my blessin's
Class is in session the worst question is the first question
Why do we work like slaves sweatin' blades to an early grave
Never got paid but still we slave (In the nine tre')
Answer that then answer this too-
Loves gonna get ya you know it's true life's a bitch true
You best to backtrack and try to act black and live
Not to be phony and positive but why be negative?
What's the matter G? Black cat got your tongue
Fat track gotcha sprung now your hung (Do ya feel me?)
Dum dum diddy is it me?
Attempt to reach each and every brother on the streets
If not peace then at least let's get a piece
I'm tired of seeing bodies on the streets- deceased
Lookin' through my highschool yearbook
Reminiscin' of the tears as the years took
One homie, two homie, three homies - POOF
We used to have troops but now there's no more youth to shoot
God come save the misbegotten
Lost ghetto souls of Black Cotton (In God's eyes)

[Chorus: Eminem]

Nobody don't care
(No matter how hard I try/Look to the sky/and I ask God why)
Nobody don't care
(Seems like my dreams/Drowned in by screams/No answer to my questions)
Nobody don't care
(Feels like I'm pressed/Why do I stress?/It's like I'm being tested)
Nobody don't care
(Seems like my prayers/Vanish to thin air/Please answer my questions)
Nobody don't care

[Kastro: Verse 3]

In the belly of the beast I'm bubbling up
Running out of luck, about to self destruct
Old heads say live your life like such
Your sure to catch her witcha one day boy
I wouldn't listen to 'em
Your power movement was cool
But it ain't fix nothin'
So I just go with what i know
I dont trust none
Look what the 80's did
To what's Bebe's kids
And now we grown up
Nobody ain't own us yet

[Young Noble: Verse 4]

Black cotton, I'm plottin' on what they owe me
I'm workin' without a profit
They shacklin' all my homies
I'm hurtin' but keep the mind
And we ain't stop, its cutains, you try to rise and
Certainly we survive with Outlaw Ridas
What's the reward for a strugala
If the lord lovin' us then why they hate to see us comin' up
Runnin up, Gun cocked like nasty gloves
If you aint got a penny, mind the glove
No love
Waitin' for my 40 acas and a blunt to blaze
Biblicle times good hearts with milita minds
Black Cotton - I'm hoppin' over enemy lines
Black Cotton - I ain't stoppin' till they givin me mine
Black Cotton

[Chorus]

Ghetto Gospel Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:57:00.002-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Ghetto Gospel Lyrics

(feat. Elton John)

Hit them with a lil' ghetto gospel

[Chorus:]
Those who wish to follow me (My ghetto gospel)
I welcome with my hands
And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
And peace to this young warrior without the sound of guns

[2Pac:]
If I could recollect before my hood dayz
I'd sit and reminisce, nigga and bliss on the good dayz
I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to'em
They tested, it was stressed that they under
In our days, things changed
Everyone's ashamed to the youth cuz the truth looks strange
And for me it's reversed, we left them a world that's cursed, and it hurts
cause any day they'll push the button
and yall condemned like Malcolm x and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin
Don't them let me get teary, the world looks dreary
but when you wipe your eyes, see it clearly
there's no need for you to fear me
if you take your time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me
it aint about black or white, cuz we're human
I hope we see the light before its ruined
my ghetto gospel

[Chorus: Elton John]

[2Pac:]
Tell me do you see that old lady aint it sad
Living out a bag, but she's glad for the little things she has
And over there there's a lady, crack got her crazy
Guess she's given birth to a baby
I don't trip and let it fade me, from outta the frying pan
We jump into another form of slavery
Even now I get discouraged
Wonder if they take it all back while I still keep the courage
I refuse to be a role model
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottle
I make mistakes, I learn from everyone
And when its said and done
I bet this Brotha be a better one
If I'm upset, you don't stress
Never forget, that God hasn't finished with me yet
I feel his hand on my brain
When I write rhymes, I go blind, and let the lord do his thang
But am I less holy
Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies
Before we find world peace
We gotta find peace in that war on the streets
My ghetto gospel

[Chorus: Elton John]

[2Pac:]
Lord can you hear me speak!!
To pay the price of being hell bound...

Out On Bail Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:57:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Out On Bail Lyrics

[Intro: Tupac Talking]
Oh, I posted bail?
I'm out this motherfucker?
I can go?
Oh, fuck y'all eh, fuck the judge
Fuck the motherfuckin' district attourney and the prosecutor (fuck you!)
And fuck you motherfuckers in the jury box (fuck you!)
Fuck all y'all
Cause I'm out on motherfuckin' bail
y'all ain't never gonna see me in this motherfucker again
Drop that shit em!
Let these old punk ass bitches know how we runnin' this shit
Niggaz ain't going back to court you stank ass bitches

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Im stuck in jail the DA's tryin' to burn me
I'd be out on bail if I had a good attorney
Wanna label me a criminal and cuff me up
Got a pocket full of money so they rough me up
I ain't trippin' in the county and I'm mad as fuck
Got a record so they put me with the baddest bunch
Everybody wanna talk cause I'm rappin'
They askin' me what happened
Is it true you did a flick with Janet Jackson
I can't sleep they takin' polaroids
And I'm tryna to use the phone but they makin' noise
Man I wish I had my glock cause its major
I'm makin' shanks out the plastics in razors
These motherfuckers won't leave me alone thats my word
Bout to turn a violation to a motherfuckin' murder
I'm makin' collect calls to my old bitches
Send mo' pictures and make me some more riches
To all the suckers on the block talkin' shit while I was locked up
Be prepared to get socked up
Cause the game is deep and the fame is brief
And you bullshittin' bitches ain't changin' me
I came straight up out the gutta I was saved from hell
I'm a thug I was raised in jail
Now I'm out on bail

[Chorus]
Out on Bail (You know what fuckin' time it is)
ThugLife will never fail (I'm out on bail)
Thuglife niggaz (I'm going straight to 50,000 BIATCH!!!)
Thuglife niggaz (I'm out on bail)
Out on Bail (Hey, hand me some motherfuckin' Colt 40's from the fridge nigga)
ThugLife will never fail (Cause I'm out on bail)
Thuglife niggaz (Hey, pass me my motherfuckin' Rolex)
Thuglife niggaz (Yes bitch that's a President)

[Verse 2: 2Pac]
Stuck in jail and mad as a bitch
I'd be out on bail if it wasn't for the snitch
Runnin' wild thru the streets like I'm loco
And fuck the punk police and they chokeholds
I got no love in my heart cause I'm heartless
Mobbin' in the park after dark wanna start shit
Rippin' up the scene as a teen I was at it (but hey)
And sellin' products to the addicts cause they gotta have it
I was a well-known thug and I gotta lotta love
Hangin out with the OG's shootin' up the clubs
And mama told me don't hang with the homies
But they got me if they need me then it's on G
Got me sittin' in the cell a five by seven
Will I finally get to go to ghetto heaven
Got my bitches on the outside writin' me letters
And they tell me they love me and the shit ull get better
I don't believe her cause I just got the news on the wire
Take it how you want it but your bitch is on fire
I gotta be a player so I stay strong
cause I know that I won't be away long
and when I finally do hit the fuckin' streets I'ma handle this
A thug nigga gettin' scandalous
I'm on bail

[Chorus]
Out on Bail
ThugLife (see) will never fail (Out on bail - biatch!)
Thuglife niggaz (You know what time it is)
Thuglife niggaz (I'm out on bail)
Out on Bail (Y'all don't need to know about...)
ThugLife will never fail (You know, Out on bail)
Thuglife niggaz (Y'all Blow that shit - Get me up out this)
Thuglife niggaz (Yo, EM!!! Get me up out of this motherfucker man!)
Out on Bail (These motherfuckers are harrasing me and that ain't cool)

[Outro: Tupac Talking]
Out on bail
I'll see ya motherfuckers at the next show, Tupac, the media is my bitch
It's that famous shit, you know?
Real thug shit
Real live thug shit, genuine, you know what I'm sayin'
I wouldn't waste your motherfuckin' time with no bullshit baby
Trust me, It's that real shit
I'm talkin' about that shit you never tell your grandkids about, you know?
I ran with a thug nigga, believe that
This my motherfuckin' nigga Em on dem motherfuckin' boards in case your wonderin'
We doin' this shit hell motherfuckin' yeah
An ounze of that shit sittin' in your motherfuckin' lac
Now press rewind nigga!

The Uppercut Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:53:00.002-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

The Uppercut Lyrics

(feat. E.D.I. and Young Noble of the Outlawz)

[Intro: Tupac Talking]
I wanted to bring back that reality, nobody can ever be confused and think I'm fuckin Mike Tyson
and I'm the heavyweight champion, I'm a little nigga, thats why its so raw to just watch me
battle lions, cause I'm a little skinny nigga battlin' niggas three times my size

Watch this uppercut, here it comes... watch the jab nigga...ugh...here it come, look out, watch
my arms...

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Now see so many motherfuckers wanna take a peice
Commin' equipped with some shit that niggas just cant believe
I pull a trick from my sleeve now kamikazee
I'm all over that nigga, come identify the body
My middle finger to you hoe niggas
Run up on me, and i'll be forced to let it go nigga
I aint the one you wanna try, why, stayin' high
I hit this blunt and watch these motherfuckers die
Whose runnin these streets I said that cocaine
Cause in the the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayne
Another hustler makin' major cash
'til the punk police come an raid ya ass
Now you stressed doin' fed time, and its a bitch
Cause the judge gave you 8 years, you doin 6
And we know that you can't hang, you a trick
Rolled over turned snitch like a biatchhhh

[Chorus: 2Pac]
Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga
Gotchu fallin from the uppercut, fucked, so what's up? nigga!
Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga
Gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so what's up? nigga!

[Verse 2: 2Pac]
They got a nigga in the dice game, I'm feelin' lucky
But the nigga just a little bigger, he tryin fuck me
Out my cash, imma blast nigga, he don't know
I gotta tell ya like the last nigga, gotta go
Don't need to roll for the truck, I get em' up
Left to right, my uppercut'll hit em' up (ha)
I'm known to walk the streets on any block
I love my niggas, but I aint puttin down my glock
The gun shots rang when I lose nigga, and ooh nigga
Imma show you not to ever play a true nigga (haha)
Lay it down just to prove it
And fuck the rappin motherfucker we can do this

[Chorus: 2Pac]
Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga
Gotchu fallin from the uppercut, fucked, so what's up? nigga!
Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga
Gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so what's up? nigga!

[Verse 3: Outlawz (EDI & Young Noble)]
They claim that we violent, we named after tyrants
This revolution won't be televised, we keep it silent (shh)
Roll on our enemies, beat em' at they own game
Molotov cocktails, release an up in flames
Tired of bein' stepped on, sick of bein' held back
Lookin' through my rear view, thinkin' bout the pay back
Wanna see my kids grow don't know if imma make it though
One more nigga came up short in the ghetto
Society lied to me so i'm strapped with the metal
Push ya middle finger up nigga if you a rebel
Have ya face down goin' in ya pockets if ya let em'
I done lost too many homies for me to ever forget em'
I done made so many mistakes but still I dont regret em'
I'm a product of the pimp, the pusher, and the reverend
I'm a product of the block, the fiends, and the felons
We all lost souls tryina find our way to heaven

[Chorus: 2Pac]
Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga
Gotchu fallin from the uppercut, fucked, so what's up? nigga!
Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga
Gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so what's up? nigga!

[Outro: Edi Talking]
To all the conrads no longer with us, see you when we get there
'Pac, Yak, we gon' keep on ridin', give these cowards the uppercut
'Til we get up there with ya'll, YOU KNOW!..
Thug Life we still livin it
Outlaw for life, in the name of the Don, let's go!

Soldier Like Me (Return Of The Soulja) Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:53:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Soldier Like Me (Return Of The Soulja) Lyrics

(feat. Eminem)

[Intro: Tupac]
So what I wanna do, hopefully is... I wanna be, uhm not a wannabe I am Tupac Shakur!

Tupac!
2005!
Guess who's back? G-G-Guess who's back
G-G-Guess who's back? G-G-Guess who's back
Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

[Verse 1: Tupac]
Posse deep as I role through the streets
Motherfuck the police as we creep, in our Jeeps
Layin so long you think I'm asleep
But at the slightest beef, I'm robbin niggaz through the teeth
And OPD can get the dick if they play tuffy
Last time them niggaz rushed me, I aint bust but now I'm touchy
Trust me, aint nothing jumpin but these buck shots
Them niggaz got enough knots, I'm poppin corrupt cops
Ya motherfuckaz catch a hot one
You wanted to start a problem, now you coward cops have got one
And there's no prison that can hold a
Motherfuckin soulja, ready to role and take control
So now I jack 'em while they sleepin
Role to the door, through a grenade in the precinct
Some people panic, brothers bugged out
I had to keep poppin, cuz wouldn't stop until they rugged out
And they vest don't protect from the head wounds
Reload ammunitions and them bitches will be dead soon
Smoke rising from the barrel of my shotty
I finally got revenge, now count the bodies
20 cops, one for every year in jail
Tryin to keep a nigga down, but ya failed
Before I let ya take me, I told ya
Fuck being trapped, I'm a soulja

[Chorus: Eminem]
I betcha that I got something you aint got, that's called courage
It don't come from no liquor bottle, it aint scotch, it's not bourbon
I don't walk around like no G, cuz that aint me, I'm not that person
I don't try to act like you do, cuz that aint you, you just frontin
You aint?

[Verse 2: Tupac]
It's Tupac in the mad bitch
In them six-'fo, rag on them thangs, that's a bad bitch
Gettin ghosts on them bitches in the town
Bustin out the backseat, nigga when we clown
Homie is you down?
B got the strap and she anxious
Hurry up 'fo she spank shit
Commin round the corners, spittin rounds
They payin homie down
Caught them sucka ass bitches outta bounce
Now tell me how that sound?
A double date laced with hate, make 'em pray for the judgement day
Now tell me how that sound?
A double date laced with hate, make 'em pray for the judgement day
Stinkin BIATCH!

[Chorus: Eminem]
I betcha that I got something you aint got, that's called courage
It don't come from no liquor bottle, it aint scotch, it's not bourbon
I don't walk around like no G, cuz that aint me, I'm not that person
I don't try to act like you do, cuz that aint you, you just frontin
You aint? (Tupac)

[Outro: Tupac]
Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

If I Fail Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:37:00.001-08:00

2PAC, DEAD PREZ Lyrics

If I Fail Lyrics

[Repeated 6x, Repeated under hook]
There was a little and a pur... [BEEP]
Through two Suburbans and... [BEEP]

[Hook x2]
Word is bond, bond is life
I give my life before my word shall fail
A soldier's oath, freedom of death
And I won't stop if I fail

[Verse 1]
If I fail get back, can't be soft got to be tough
If I fall get back, can't be soft got to be tough
If I fail get back, can't be soft got to be tough
If I fall get back, can't be soft got to be tough

Failure, it's not an option
Real recognize real let's get it poppin'
With mathematics you can solve any problem
That's how we make it from the top to the bottom
Keep ya head up homie and stay confident
It's negativity around but I'm positive
Cuz I'm givin' everything that I got to give
Stayin' true to myself, that's how I keep it real

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2]
If I fail then I'll rise
Like a phoenix before yo eyes
Out the ashes and from the dirt
Report for duty and put in work
Eternal life, an iron will
Man sharpens man, steel sharpens steel
The hate you gave, we turn to love
Rest in peace, one thug one love

[Verse 3]
We can't be stopped if we don't give up
Even though they hold us back we still find ways to come up
A lot of people make promises with no plans to keep 'em
But me, no matter what I'm ridin' till I get my freedom
If I fail, then it's only a challenge to go harder
Don't want to be no martyr so I adapt to things smarter
It's death before dishonor
And I put that on my son and my momma
And don't take it as a threat, that's a promise

[Hook x2]

[Verse 4]
If in my quest to achieve my goals
I stumble or crumble or even lose my soul
Those that knew me would easily co-sign
That there was never a life as hard as mine
No father, no money, no chance, no God
I only follow my voice inside
If it guides me wrong and I do not win
I learn from mistakes and try to achieve again
Dedicated to the youth, the truth is the seed
The stronger the root, the stronger the tree
If we eat from the fruit, the stronger we be
If we do it today, tomorrow we free

[Hook x4]

[Spoken]
Yeah, y'all put ya twos up for Tupac
Dead Prez collaboration
It's only two choices man, ball or fall
Rose that grew from concrete
And we still growin'

Poetry Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:36:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Poetry Lyrics

[Verse One]
Words are influential to my brain
See poetry is life within my veins
Keeps my heart pumpin
Pumpin that, word of life
And it appeared clear to me
That clearly, it was truthfully meant to be
So I'm constantly breathin, sleepin, eatin
Dreamin poetry
It took me some time to realize
That's when I saw life right through my eyes
I bet in the event of my demise
I will finally realize
And it appeared clear to me
That clearly, 'Pac was truly meant to be
When I saw the rose grow out the crack
of the concrete

[Verse Two]
Poetry has a beat like no other
Words of inspiration, you can share with another
It breathes and lives with a life of passion
Who cares the style, is always in fashion
The topics are endless, and so are the meanings
The sparks that STRIKE, bring so many feelings
It's in the way I drag my S'sss
And drop my G's
That has you so in love with me
Or should I say my poetry
The chemistry is so in sync
Envy in will drive your crazy and quake your nerves
But you thought these were only words?
No it's my soul that's creepin up your back
My spirit with YOURS, is what you lack
But yet you still fail to understand me
The truth I write is never tangled
I'll rock your world, and I'll change your tastes
I move so swiftly, with so much grace
Some call me a mystery
And others can't see
But in the depths of my valley, I am called
Po-e-try

[Verse Three: repeat Verse One]

[singer ad libs]
Whoahhh, whoahhhh
La la la la la lahhhh, poetry
Whoahhhoahhhoahhhh poetry
Ahhh-ahh-ahh-ah-ahhhhh poetry
Yeahhh, ooooh

[poet speaks]
Uh yeah, poetry word
MVM, uhh, yeah, damn, word, uh-huh, yeah
Pacskids, uh-huh, yeah
(I saw a rose grow out the concrete)
Aiyyo 'Pac ain't no need for you to worry no more man
We got you
Your words mean so much and we here now
We here to hold it down
We here to hold you down
Amaru, you know how we do
And Afeni Shakur, thanks for everything you done for us
We love you, peace, we out

And 2morrow Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:32:00.002-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

And 2morrow Lyrics

[Shock G]
Whattup 'Pac?
This for my dog, Tupac Shakur, Tupac Shakur
Yeah

[singer] + (random ad libs)
Today is filled with anger
Fueled with hidden hate (fueled with hidden hate)
Scared of bein outcast (scared of bein outcast, scared of being an outcast)
Afraid of karma fate (afraid of karma fate)
Today is built on tragedy (today, is built on tragedy)
Which no one wants to face, which no one wants to face
Nightmares to humanity (nightmares, to humanity)
And morally disgraces (and morallyyyyyyyyy disgraced)
But tomorrow, I see change (heh)
A chance to build anew
Tomorrow, I see change (chaaaaaaange)
A chance to build anew
Today is filled with rage, violence fills the air
Children bred with foolishness, cause no one cares
Today I lay my head down, but the pressure never stops
Gnawin at my sanity, content when I am dropped
But tomorrow, I see change...

Tomorrow, I see change (but tomorrow, I see change)

[voices all overlap]
But tomorrow, I see change
A chance to build anew
Built on spirit, content of heart
And ideals based on truth
And tomorrow's the same way
I'm strong, because of my pride
To know I fought with all my heart
To keep my dreams alive

[singer]
And tomorrow (heyyyyyyyyyyyyyeahhhheyy)
Tomorrow...
Tomorrow (ooooooooh tomorrow tomorrow...)
And tomorrow [to fade]

When Ur Hero Falls Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:32:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

When Ur Hero Falls Lyrics

Hey, ooh ah ooh oh oh

When your hero falls from grace
All your fairy tales are uncovered

Myths exposed and pain magnified
The greatest pain discovered

You told me to be strong but I'm confused to see you so weak
You said to never to give up and it hurts to see you welcoming me

When your hero falls so do the stars
When your hero falls so do the stars
And so does the perception of tomorrow

Without my hero there is only me alone
To deal with my sorrow, to deal with my sorrow

Your insistance to work and your soul is not happy at all
What do you expect it to do when your hero falls
So do the stars

See I know you're wondering how do I carry on
You want to give up you feel there's nobody to love
But if you look around there's so many people have been what you been
through
You gotta let go you gotta be strong oh

Sing it again one more time

When your hero falls (Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
When your hero falls (Ooh yeah)
When your hero falls (What am I supposed to do)
When your hero falls (When I'm looking to you yeah)
When your hero falls (But you told me to be strong)
When your hero falls (And to never give up oh oh)
When your only hero falls (Say it again)

When your hero falls (Whoa, oh yeah)
When your hero falls (Oh oh)
When your hero falls (What you saying)
When your hero falls (Won't you listen to the children sing)
When your hero falls (As they sing it to the whole world)
When your hero falls (Oh oh, oh oh yeah)
When your only hero falls

Where There Is A Will... Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:29:00.001-08:00

2PAC, BOOT CAMP CLIK Lyrics

Where There Is A Will... Lyrics

Where there is a will there is a way
Search and discover a better day
Where a positive heart is all you need
To rise from beyond and succeed
And young minds grow and respect each other based on their deeds
And not their color
Look and them and say as I say
Where there is a will there is a way

[Verse 1]
I don't know why the caged bird sings
But as long as Thug Life in my veins I be doin' my thing
These blocks raised me to hustle for change
I learned the hard way without pain there is no gain
My life experience is trapped on page
My thoughts in my brain release when I be rappin' on stage
I'm like a prophet of rage with a glock and a guage
I bang for my gang, won't hesitate to cock it and blaze
Some years in this game can teach ya some things
I've seen many try and fail but the strong remain
My uncle Boo been locked away since I signed my name
And I opened to family and friends for fortune and fame
I'm dedicatin' every song that I sing
In appreciation of loved ones from here to the grave
And I know this shit ain't easy but ya help me to maintain
Struggle continues, where there is a will there is a way

[Chorus x2]
He said
Where there is a will there is a way
To search and discover, find a better day
Where a positive heart is all you need
To rise beyond and succeed

[Verse 2]
I let my heart in the pen speak
I just guide the words and let 'em touch who they reach
They even fall upon the ears of the deaf
But you can read it in Braile or come to me in the flush
I'm authentic, I fire back if I'm fired on
But I'm human I bleed if my skin gets torn
And I was born within a Gemini astrology
I'm in the hood and boys see the two sides of me
That's why he said where there's a will there's a way
Ya have to think about tomorrow if ya livin' today
No one's worthless the girl with no father
Lookin' for love from any man that will bother
She takes the money and she whispers his name
Like the paper and the tears gon' wash away all that pain
Yeah, it's sad but that's how it goes down
So keep ya head up and smile for me now

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3]
Just get ya click together and ya chips together
When y'all sit together and ya shit together, never
Let no man show ya no hand and no plan
That didn't show his home card, no fam
Where there's a will there's a way
And the jungle is a maze
When they rumble it's the strays that be duckin' like hey
I ain't tryin' to go to bed in the same night
Ricochet shots cover my head in the same sights
All I see so, all be is doin' this, pursuin'
The same dream to make cream
And the same fiends I pass by I ask why
Get the answer smoke cancer and slide
I look up in the sky give praise for everyday
That I'm sure to get paid like the sun give rays
Listen, it's hard enough to get a job but
It's harder to help us, hype, hustle, and tight the squad

[Chorus x4]

[Ad-libs to fade]

Only 4 The Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:28:00.002-08:00

2PAC, YO YO Lyrics

Only 4 The Righteous Lyrics

[Chorus]
Stay showing loving to my hustlers and thugs
And this is for the righteous, only for the righteous
Stay with your man baby this is
For the righteous only for the righteous

[Verse 1]
Niggaz never understand the game, I got it mapped out
I'm like seven eleven, don't crapped out
Never been a mask out, ride to riches
This game is vicious, understand how the rhymes are wicked
Before we kick it, let's get some understandin' boo
You won't be foolin' me cuz I be schoolin' you
Now I'm sittin' here listen to ya chit and all that
How ya Sprewells spin and ya crib is fat
Forget about that, I ain't really trippin' on that
Cuz I done swam with bigger fish, fucked with bigger cats
Yeah I ain't reall on that, don't condone that
I don't own that, I don't really know
That's out the game I just came to have a good time
Shit's changed it's still the same
You niggaz know my name
You niggaz know my name
Tell 'em Pac

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
I'm down with strictly jump so that means I'm more than you can handle
Hot, I'm hotter than the wax from a candle
Yeah that's right keeps my microphone companion
Lyrics full of knowledge, truth, and understandin'
Hot beats rappin' is my only recreation
Retire, you must be one some kind of medication
Why, because I never loosen up my mic grip
Drugs, no because I'm livin' on the right tip
Sex, only with my man because I love him
Babies, impossible we always use a rubber
Bored, rarely cuz I keep myself busy
Scratch, nah I leave the cuttin' up to dizzy
Dizzy, yeah that's my DJ he's the greatest
Word, nah he just payin' me to say this
The most cultivatin' treasure
Thanks, your welcome, signed to it's my pleasure

[Chorus]

[Yo-Yo speaking]
You know when I first met Tupac
We were both on the road, both new on the road
I was with Ice Cube, he was with Digital Underground
The first time I met a young brother who had so much power then
You know, we were on the road for a long time together
I had the oppotunity to dream with Tupac
Before his dreams became a reality
He used to always talk about music, you know
And I'm just so happy, so thankful to be a part of this project
It touches my heart to be able to give something back

[Chorus x2]

Black Woman Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:28:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Black Woman Lyrics

[Verse One]
The day, I met you
I saw strength
And I knew from, that point on
that you were pure, woman
Posessing a spirit that was strong
I want smiles to replace the sorrow
that you've encountered in the past
And since it was strength, that attracted me to you
It will take strength to make it last
My, negative side will attempt to, change you
But please fight that with your aura
It will be your strength, that keep us both standing
While others around us, fall
Black woman, black woman, black woman

[singer in background]
Black woman, black woman, ohhhh black woman

[Verse Two - background singer echoes words]
I want smiles to replace the sorrow
that you have encountered in the past
And since it was strength, that attracted me to you
It will take strength...
to make it last
Myyyy, negative side will attempt to change you
But please...
fight that with your aura
It will be your strength, that keep us both standing
While others around us, fall
Keep us standing, while things around us fall
It's your spirit, your strong beautiful spirit
That makes us both stand
Black woman, it is your beauty
It is your pureness, it is you, and all your love
That make us both stand
Black woman, you are pure, woman to me
Black woman, you are pure, love to me
Black woman, you are pure, joy to me

Life Through My Eyes Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:06:00.003-08:00

2PAC, MEMPHIS BLEEK Lyrics

Life Through My Eyes Lyrics

[2Pac]
No fairy tales for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Though life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke with no lights on

No fairy tales for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Though life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke with no lights on

[Memphis Bleek]
Yo, it's just another day I wake up, it's more rock to break up
We take physical losses and y'all just take a pay cut
Plus, you take a mortgage loan to hold ya home
But our credit is pathetic they just let it be known
So they evict us, got some of my sisters livin' in shelters
It's the system, the difference you teach ya kids to know better
But you can go home, you know ya mom and pop there
Yeah, we can go home but our life is out there
Yeah, bills through the roof I'm makin' payments every week
Get my money off them books cuz ain't nobody hired me
People die in your community, life is a struggle
Kids dyin' every day cuz they be shootin' for the coke
Life through my blood shot eyes can be trouble sometimes
I smoke the pain away but still not high
I sip that Henny, say a prayer, after that then I'm good
Just bless the days for all my people that's raised in the hood
It's our life

[2Pac]
No fairy tales for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Though life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke with no lights on

No fairy tales for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Though life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke with no lights on

[Memphis Bleek]
And I done traveled the world, wish you could see what I see
I been through numerous hoods, they livin' just like we
I've seen the wars, seen the struggle, seen the violence in the street
Seen a hustler get fed up sometimes and pop back at police
Cuz he couldn' stand to see himself in penitentiary
Couldn't see those type of numbers so it's elementary
See the way I see it's gotta be Heaven for a G
Cuz it's hell tryin' to feed ya seed and leave a legacy
See wrong, see right depends on how you see in life
See justice, she's blind she won't let you see the light
Seen people doin' bad I ain't the only one that see
Seems like they wanna see us all in this poverty
See, I'm in the hood they buildin' condos every week
Shit, it hurts to live like this see it's nice across the street
But if you can focus in this life ain't ride
If you can vision what I printed you'll see life through my eyes
Let's go

[2Pac]
No fairy tales for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Though life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke with no lights on

No fairy tales for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Though life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke with no lights on

[Memphis Bleek]
I saw the raids in the hood, saw a dude take a trip with like
Ten of them thangs in my hood
Even saw a young baller slip, he got hit with a clip
And that dude that took that route he got hit with like ten
Saw the inside of a cell, just bums and fiends
Saw the laws of the jails, nigga B's and C's
Got Kings and GD's saw a life took for two G's
Saw the dope kill a fiend and that just brings you more cheese
I saw the block that was worst at its best
Seen a man play with a gun and shoot himself in his chest
I' tryin' to write so you can see what he saw
You know life through hs eyes, that be Tupac Shakur
And let's go

[2Pac]
No fairy tales for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Though life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke with no lights on

No fairy tales for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Though life is hard we carry on
Livin' in the projects, broke with no lights on

Movin On Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:06:00.001-08:00

2PAC, LYFE JENNINGS Lyrics

Movin On Lyrics

[Lyfe Jennings]
Mmmmmmmmmmmmm..

In the event of my demise, when my heart can beat no more
I hope I at least died for a principle, or a belief I've lived fo'
And if I die before my time, when I'm not fast enough to catch my breath, oh no
Give my apologies to the man upstairs, let him know I tried my best

[Chorus]
And as I'm movin on
No I've come to grips with this old sayin goodbye thing
And though my body's gone
Rest assured that my kids will know that daddy's never far from home
I'll be seein you
On the other side of that yellow brick road, we've been told so much about
No doubt, no doubt
I'm gonna miss y'all, miss y'all, miss y'all

[Lyfe Jennings]
Before I reach my death y'all there's still some things I wanna see
Got dreams of havin a wife, fat as hell, carryin my seed
Got other dreams of growin old
but from what I've been told that's just wishful thinkin
So I sayyyy, {?}
This body's no longer, breathin

[Chorus: w/ variations]

[Lyfe Jennings]
'Pac, 'Pac, Lyfe, Lyfe
Lyfe, Lyfe
'Pac, Lyfe, Lyfe
'Pac, 'Pac, 'Pac
'Pac, Lyfe

In The Depths Of Solitude Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:05:00.003-08:00

2PAC, LUDACRIS Lyrics

In The Depths Of Solitude Lyrics

[Ludacris]

Yes, sir
This is Ludacris
in a recite to you an original poem written by my man tupac shakur
Intitled; in the depts of solitude

And it goes with a something like this
Eh, ehhm
Yeah

I exsist in the depths of solitude
Ponderin my true goal
Tryin to find piece of mine
And still preserve my soul
Constantly learnin to be accepted
And from all recieve respect
Never comprimising but sometimes risci
And that is my only regret

How can there be peace
A young heart with an old soul
How can I be in the depts of solitude
When there are to inside of me
This duo within me causes the perfect oppotunity
To learn and live twice as fast
As those who accepts simplicity

Yes
If you're reading between the lines you can understand exactly what my man
Tupac shakur was talking about mayne
You see in or outside the music industry
Everyone has heard the expression as lonely on top
Well you know
Pac was on top
It's only naturally that he exsisted
In the depts of solitude
Of course he was a young heart with an old soul
And individual with, what was a way ahead of his time
And sometimes when you are ahead of youre time
You do wonder what your true goal in life is
When you get so ovius critisising and put down for teaching
What you've learned to others
And doing what you feel is the rigth thing to do
So with that
Pac like all soldiers fought, to be accepted
Specially by those who rejected him the most
And even if you did'nt like him
You had to respect him
See nobodys perfect
And off course everyone makes mistakes
But experience is the best teaching, if you ask me
So its important to learn from each mistake
And try hard, not to make the same one twice
His only regret was making the mistake of being too overdemanding at times
But it was the wild outrages Pac
Mixed with the sensitive love in Pac
That made him almost the perfect person
Also made him learn and live twice as fast
And I'm sure, he would rather walk through life
With these multived dimentional personalities
Than to exept beeing one side than simplistic
Anyday..

So being in the depts of solitude, if you ask me
Is were the true heros of our times stay.

Tupac Shakur, in our hearts and our minds forever
Rest In Peace, live in harmony...

This is Luda, signing out
Peace

Fallen Star Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:05:00.001-08:00

2PAC, TALIB KWELI Lyrics

Fallen Star Lyrics

[Talib Kweli]
Turn me up, turn me up, turn me up, what
Turn me up, turn me up, turn me up, what (yeah)
Turn me up, turn me up, turn me up, what (yeah, what, yeah, uh)

Pack your cannons we outlandishly brandish the weapons
Meet Jamaican like you god {U-god?} and 'em handing you lessons
We learn a lot from the 60's like glaring 13 necks
Mainly the niggaz get shot for flaring out their larynx
And get to speakin' on a conditions of black people
that's illegal they enforce it with the force that's lethal
make you wanna grab a gun and throw the all black gear on
head to congress exercising your constitutional right to bear arms
leather jackets and glasses and you can tell it's us
the FBI probably bust a nut if we self destruct
call it militant but ain't nobody killing Barry {Goldwater}
you can't be militant if you ain't got no military
but it's still a very powerful word
picture some niggaz with guns, got 'em very disturbed, word
now-a-days you could get shot for a cheap necklace
back then my people bust shots for the free breakfast

[Hook]
now before you see God, or stand before Allah
you could learn from the stars that fall outta the sky
everybody act hard, like they got no regard
so we mourn falling stars, they still living all hard

(we still here, word)
this is for Medgar Evers, Martin, and my brother Malcom
sometimes we be sittin and wishing for another outcome
my head be spinning, it be full of why's and the how come's
the value of life is so cheap if your skin ain't talcum
we need leaders, we looking at entertainers
it's about the cash, so we respect the biggest gainers
niggaz get paid then they run away from the community
that ain't gangsta nigga, you the opposite of Huey P
don't be confusing me with haters, player
get your paper, just show respect to the folks who made you (yeah)
blessed by the creator so give money nigga
just don't bring a plate of food around a hungry nigga
out on these streets the police is killing
I'm spilling out my heart on these beats so I can feed my children (yeah)
disrespect and I'm a give you a bar to save your life
because we don't need no more fallen stars

[Hook]

stalk the stage with the pride of the panther
hands off Asada and the blood of a dance floor
word, rock on, throw the Tupac on
he's not gone, you hear his influence in pop songs
shine brighter than those Vegas lights
illuminating that Vegas night to the party after the fight
'til the gunshots disturb the peace like Luda
too bad he ain't a white chick in Aruba
they'd have a whole department dedicated to finding the killer
you'd see Afeni Shakur on Larry King, and motherfucking Dennis Miller
word, Bill O'Reilly would be flapping his gums
how much respect do they have for my people?
actually none
you either do the nigga packing a gun who hate niggaz
even though every time he pass a mirror he staring at one
my man stressed 'cause of lack of funds
this the type of shit that make you wanna drown your liver
and blacken your lungs

[Hook x3]

[spoken]
now of course this was inspired by Tupac Shakur
Eazy-E, still here (still here)
my man Justo (still here)
Big L (still here)
Big Pun (still here)
I'm from Brooklyn, you know what I'm saying
Brooklyn know a lot about tragedy
we lost our Big Poppa and our baby girl
that was our whole world, yo (still here)
this is for our fallen stars
inspired by the poets, revolutionaries, and activists
from the generation before us
come and do our thing on this microphone
when else in the history of this country
can a black man get on the microphone
and say whatever the hell he wanna say?
it's a lot of responsibility
but we standing on the shoulders of our ancestors
so I bear that burden, throw it on my back

The Eternal Lament Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:04:00.002-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

The Eternal Lament Lyrics

(feat. Celina)

[Celina speaking]
Yo this Celina (Ooh)
With a C (Yeah)
Pac you saved me when I was fifteen
Without even being here
Now I'm twenty-two and I'm still here (Ooh, ooh)
This one's for you, uh huh (Yeah) yeah

[Verse 1: Celina]
Let me take a minute to re-check myself
I been going through a lot and I been praying for some help
I feel the fire burning deep in my chest
Cuz you passed the torch and I know that I've been blessed
With ability, I can do what I do
I can't complain cuz I got a new attitude
If you change the game I can change it too
I did enough chilling now I'm making my moves

[Chorus]
Thank you to the ones who made this for me
I'm trying to be everything you want me
And when I'm done no matter what or where I been
You know I'm down to do it all again
Put my mind to the depths of my soul
I yearn to achieve all my goals
And all my time will be spent
On the ones I miss, I will lament

[Verse 2: Celina]
All the things you taught me made me who I am
I here my people talking about the things that need to change
For this new generation but nobody's taking action
We can't keep fighting and forever struggling
But you were the one, you left the to's
And now it's time for us to, to bring a new
You could've saved the world but you did saved your girl
Yes you did and I am here to let you know that I thank you, thank you

[Chorus x2]

[Celina speaking]
I will miss you forever
No one will ever take your place
For the ones I miss, eternally
I will lament

[Verse 3: Celina]
I know that I've been blessed with ability, I can do what I do
I can't complain cuz I got a new attitude
If you change the game I can change it too
I did enough chilling now I'm making my moves

[Chorus]

[Celina to fade]
I yearn to achieve all my goals
And I yearn to achieve to all my goals
Yeah, oh

Power Of Aa Smile Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:04:00.001-08:00

2PAC, BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY Lyrics

Power Of Aa Smile Lyrics

[Layzie Bone: reciting 'Power of a Smile' poem]
The power of a gun can kill, and the power of fire can burn
The power of wind can chill, and the power of mind can learn
The power of anger, can raise inside until it tears you apart
But the power of a smile, especially yours, can heal a frozen heart

[Krayzie Bone over poem]
And tomorrow, we'll wake up with the promise of a smile, smile
Yes, maybe tomorrow, we'll wake up with the promise, of a smile

[Wish Bone]
Rest in peace..
Tupac, Bone Thugs
In His Own Words
Let's go

[Wish Bone]
And tomorrow, morrow, morrow, and tomorrow, morrow
And tomorrow, morrow, and tomorrow we

[Hook: Krayzie Bone (Wish Bone)]
I see the light... (and tomorrow, morrow, morrow)
I can see the light... (and tomorrow, tomorrow)
I see the light... (and tomorrow we)
See the light that shines... (and tomorrow we)

[Krayzie Bone]
Well, we still looking for better days
Hoping tomorrow can bring us some bigger and better things
So we can escape this maze, and they give us our change in every way
And maybe tomorrow, can bring us the truth
and there'll be no more use, for the pain and sorrow
Let's put it to use and then maybe the youth, can come and follow
And we can leave all our problems in the bottle, tomorrow
Maybe god'll wipe our eyes and we'll never have to cry no more
Or even better, have to die no more
Politicians can't tell us lies no more, he decides no more
Maybe tomorrow, it can be our daylight
Just might be our sunshine, sunshine..
Yesterday is filled with so much misery and drama
And today it don't seem like I'm getting any further
Praying tomorrow we can somehow come out of the struggle
And need no more hustle, no stumblin cause we all one muscle..
Still looking for a better day, day, and a better way, way, way..
So let's hope tomorrow... can lead us to the place we tryin to be..
In heavenly harmony, in heavenly harmony!

[Hook x2]

[Wish Bone]
Where there's a will there's a way, don't let it stand in your way
Look 'em straight in they face, let 'em know you ain't playing no games
We searching for better days, wanna live them better ways
What I promise, heart is all you need to rock
Be honest, succeed, just look at me!
If I can do it, you can do it, we can do it, just believe, believe, believe!
When I lay down, I think about some of the wrong things I done
So I pray now, for God to erase some of that wrong
Wipe my soul clean, to be wanted, when he calls me, when he calls me!
So I can't sleep, cause I'm worried, I done did things, lord forgive me!
It's a damn shame, the things we do to get it our way!
Snitch on thugs, just to get it, your pay!
Nowadays I act right, in the past we used to fight
Where the loyalty at? Where them real street thugs? Where the thug life?
Where there's a will there's a way!

[Hook x2]

[Layzie Bone]
So as the hours pass by, in the event of my demise
Tell my momma not to cry, these are the words of the wise
Look at liberty needing glasses now that the promise been broken
For the better, keep on hopin, powerful words that's spoken
What I'm quotin is a G, acquired his knowledge from the streets
Makaveli, Tupac Shakur, was the rose that grew from concrete
America's most complete artist, regardless, one of the hardest
On a mission to make it better, with the soul of Malcom and Martin
Mixed with a little Garvin, today he got us callin
Our brighter star is fallen, but now before he was ballin
Out of control, quick to let a nigga know what he stood for, be a friend or foe
And I bring the truth in the booth cause ain't nobody gon help me
This is life, it's a gamble, and I'ma scramble till my pockets wealthy
Fuck what they tell me, I'm all about my biz
Bitch, street biz or showbiz, I'ma make y'all know this
And I'ma say this to every man, woman and child
Don't you ever be afraid to smile, smile for me now
And I'ma say this to every man, woman and child
Don't you ever be afraid to smile... the power of a smile!
Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone! Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone!
Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone! Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone!

[Layzie Bone over hook x2]
Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone
Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone, Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone

[Hook x2]

Intro Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:02:00.000-08:00

2PAC, BLACK ICE Lyrics

Intro Lyrics

What's in ya hand nigga, y'all listenin'
Do you understand nigga revolution, what's ya plan nigga [gunshot]
Since my transition I've been misquoted, disrespected, turnin' over in my grave
Watchin' y'all behave as if I should be proud or something
The I hear you speak my name like I had a devine strides or something
But relgions are seldom followed and all those sould back slide easy
My life is tarnished so the whole world sees me as a menace
But I implement that hate for me with love for y'all
I look from above for y'all but I can't find my soldiers
Who's holdin' the weight of the world on they shoulders since I left
Who caught my last breath as I exhaled
Derailed from the tracks, who's ridin'
Make sure they don't destroy the art form
If they can stop me they can stop thirty more emcees before they even born
So I sacrifice the longevity in life
To make sure you got the message the way you needed it
Existence turns into a lesson to be taught
told, confessed, to be heard and heeded this
Kids walkin' these dirty roads and it's your job to pave it
You see niggas dyin' cuz of what you sayin'
Don't matter if you ain't kill 'em
If you ain't do shit to save 'em you in the way nigga
Save the day nigga or stopy playin' with 'em
I been yellin' and screamin' from my grave for ten years now
But y'all don't hear me though
Which one of you niggas is gonna step up and say, Pac I got you
GOD DAMN IT WHO SHOT YOU!?

Whatz Next Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:01:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Whatz Next Lyrics

(feat. A3 & Jay Rock)

[2Pac:]
Tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do
Now what's next
Tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do
Now what's next

Caught up in the middle
My life's a riddle
Don't let it get ya
I wanna be legal
But it's this hustle that get me richer
One love to my peoples makin' money
I can see you bubblin'
Avoid all trouble
Beware of devils continue strugglin'
Nothin's impossible if there's a will there's a way
So get your mind on official business
You can be great
And it's been this way from the cradle to the grave
So get paid
My niggaz do this every fuckin' day
We parlay
Through politics and conversation
This information to my thug niggaz in the congregation
Watch and bare witness to the pleasures of participation
Separation is self destruction
What's needed is unification
Cause the world ain't hardly scared
If not prepared
Be sure to be bummy and be no longer there
But no one cares it's there to share
All we get is stares
Because of fear we'll evaporate
Say your prayers

And what's next

[Chorus x2:]
Hard livin' got me goin' insane
But I'm addicted to the hustle I'm trapped in the game
Whatz next
I'm goin' crazy
Tell me tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do
Whatz next

[A3:]
(Aye its on A3)
Makaveli tried to warn us
But niggaz ain't listen to Pac
Naw (listen listen) nigga really listen to Pac
Shit yean got it yet (no)
Then you won't get it
Might as well measure 'em up
And have his ass fitted
Why
Caught slippin' dog trippin' didn't soak game
Got his wig split like dem shutters on the airplane
Never will change niggaz wit' no name no shame
Might open ya head foe mess broke change
I stay posted like a flag (flag)
Starin' thru my rear view ballin' in a jag (jag)
Bounce wit me Cali body rock down in H-Town
We gon' put these artificial bustas in they place now
Time foe a change
Real niggaz rollin' wit' me
Money makin' swift decision we controllin' the streets
Side track by the broads and the frauds
Ain't it strange
It's the reason so many niggaz get scarred in the game

Whatz next

[Chorus x2]

[Jay Rock:]
That money gotta make it
What I gotta do to make it
Do I really gotta take it
Put this mack up to you face it
Doin' what we gotta do to survive
Just ask Kweli doin' what we do to get by
Some niggaz stick to the crime
Pitchin' nickel and dimes
What the fuck we s'pose to do
Who gon' give us a job
So I tried and tried
Tried to get out the grind
But the block kept on callin' me back
Fiends kept on callin' for crack
So I supply 'em wit' that
Gave 'em a reasonable fee
Nigga don't blame it on me
Shit just look where I'm at
Niggaz in gardens
LAPD is the target
Niggaz is heartless hustle regardless
Look that dope spot use to be an apartment
But now it's just a place to hide the guns in the closet
Watch ya step shift the grams under the carpet
We just tryin' hard not to see that coffin

Whatz next

[Chorus x2]

Untouchable Swizz Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:00:00.002-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Untouchable Swizz Lyrics

Tupac]
Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?
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

[Krayzie Bone]
It's that Tupac (Pac)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Pac's home)
Ha ha

[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 niggaz 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 niggaz is defenceless I'm hitting fence's then getting ghost
Who can prevent me shooting senseless?
At these niggaz throats
Bitch made niggaz and that bullshit you going through
Outlaws busting while we rushing
We untouchable
Fuck you niggaz and that bullshit you going through
We Outlaws rushing you busting you
We untouchable

[Krayzie Bone (Tupac)]
It's that Tupac (Pac)
(Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
(Get it on till I die)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Get it on till I die)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
(Y'all, Y'all remember me)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Y'all, Y'all remember me)

[Krayzie Bone]
You niggaz 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
Nigga controller
Whenever y'all niggaz 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 niggaz 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 niggaz 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 fuck around
We get back at 'em so swiftly, niggaz is with me underground
Slug in a niggaz mug, reppin' Midwest Side
Niggaz 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

[Krayzie Bone (Tupac)]
It's that Tupac (Pac)
(Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
(Get it on till I die)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Get it on till I die)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
(Y'all, Y'all remember me)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Y'all, Y'all remember me)

[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
Niggaz screaming peace cause they fear when my squad face 'em
Take them to places, stake they face then erase 'em and brake 'em
Murder motherfucker's at a rate and then quicken the pace
Blast me but never ask me to live a lie
Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?
Now I'm worldwide
Niggaz gossip like girls then hide
No offense to Nas but this whole fucking 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?
Fuck you bitch made niggaz and that bullshit you going through
Outlaws busting while we rushing
We untouchable
Fuck you niggaz and that bullshit you going through
We Outlaws rushing you busting you
We untouchable

Soon As I Get Home Lyrics

2007-11-23T15:00:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Soon As I Get Home Lyrics

(feat. Yaki Kadafi)

[Intro: 2Pac]
Soon As I Get Home, Soon As I Get Home

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Dear baby its me again, stuck inside this packed pen
trying to pay my debt for all my sins
See this penitentiary time be so heavy on my mind
at times its like I'm living just to die
I'm living in hell, stuck in my jail cell, stranded in the county jail
waiting for my chance to post bail
I wanna be paid in large stacks, I mash so fast
I blast
wondering how long will I last
My memories fade when I'm intoxicated
busters be shady
so I'm dumping on cowards daily
we never faded
I know I said it all before but now I mean it
visions of you and me ballin, so crystal clear I seen it
Even though you mad at me you'll be glad to see the strategy
of making these chips come so easily
I max out in the morning baby, life is good
me and you against the whole world
Soon as I get home

[Chorus: 2Pac]
Grab my gat, locate my comrads
Lets get my enemies, not knowing I'm coming back
Go get the money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets to a war zone
Soon as I get home

[Verse 2: 2Pac]
Sittin here looking at pictures of you and me living
but now your out in the world, while I'm twisted in prison
Love letters come daily
words of perfection
you send me money and news clips, beggin for sex and..
Stay wide open, keep yours eyes peeled
in my advice you keep it real and they can die squealing
Plus I never have to worry about a visit, cause your there daily
guards trying to get your number, you don't dare tell me
Tongue kissing, steady humpin, trying to accomplish something
before the co. and the warden jump in, frontin
Late night reminiscing, everybody's quiet
I think something in the air, prepare for the riot
In padlocks and my socks, tied to the bed frame
I touch her thug love, but they got my head in pain
Started a war but now I'm gone
release me to the streets in the morning its on
Soon as I get home

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Yaki Kadafi]
See you been gone my whole life, like a game a cee-lo
fulfilling your dreams on the streets like nino
Brown, the whole town be shook up
and me and momma surviving depends on how many rocks a nigga cook up
Narcotics is mastered, seen them niggas you blasted
wanting me in a casket, on the grind I'm faster
Yea nigga I heard, lil' moo gave me word
you get paroled on the 3rd,ill roll up we get served
We out here frontin, still don't care about nothin
rollin in my double r and Im trying to see somethin' we ain't never had
came from a life of living, learn the tricks of the trade
shit shoulda been taught by dad
But learned through the crew, that's just between me and you
and once we lock this shit down, ain't a thing they can do
Meanwhile I'll stay waiting by the phone
hoping I'll get the call, telling a nigga that you home.

[chorus x8]

Untouchable Lyrics

2007-11-23T14:59:00.002-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Untouchable Lyrics

Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?
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)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
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
Fuck you niggas and that bullshit you going through
We Outlaws rushing you busting you
We untouchable

(Chorus: Krayzie Bone & Tupac)

It's that Tupac (Pac)
(Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
(Get it on till I die)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Get it on till I die)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
(Y'all, Y'all remember me)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(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
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 fuck 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)

It's that Tupac (Pac)
(Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
(Get it on till I die)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Get it on till I die)
It's that Tupac (Pac)
(Y'all, Y'all remember me)
It's that Tupac (Tupac)
(Y'all, Y'all remember me)

(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 motherfucker's at a rate and then quicken the pace
Blast me but never ask me to live a lie
Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die?
(Westcoast)
Now I'm worldwide
Niggas gossip like girls then hide
No offence to Nas but this whole fucking 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?
Fuck you bitch made niggas and that bullshit you going through
Outlaws busting while we rushing
We untouchable
Fuck you niggas and that bullshit you going through
We Outlaws rushing you busting you
We untouchable

Sleep Lyrics

2007-11-23T14:59:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Sleep Lyrics

(feat. ng Buck & Chamillionaire)

[2Pac:]
Quit starin' at me like a infa red nigga
Don't fall to sleep
You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep
Other niggaz close they eyes
Seein' dreams in they sleep
But don't fall asleep
Don't fall to sleep
You can get ya cash on

Pictures of penny
Sippin' my glass full of henny
Hands on my semi-
Automatic kill for pennies
Approach for contact
Cause I'm live I multiply
Soon as I open fire
Niggaz die wit' open eyes
Scare to take a nap
It's a trap a long maze
Dreamin' of gettin' stacks
Makin' scratch the wrong way
What the song say
We murder motherfuckers daily
Black out blow the crack out
My lyrics neva fail me
I inhale strong weed then release the stress
Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west
Like yay-yo
Niggaz pull out when I say so
Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatal
'fficiently I delete then flee
The art of war
Livin' sucka free
Get wit' me
Motherfucker don't sleep

[Chorus x2: 2Pac]
Don't go to sleep
You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep
Other niggaz close they eyes
Seein' dreams in they sleep
But don't fall asleep

[Young Buck:]
I'm starin' thru my rear view
Doin' 'bout 90
The petal to the metal
So I can see what's behind me
Buckle up your seat belt eyes on the road
They know we ridin' dirty gotta play it how it go
They close down the projects the clubs been closed
And then they wonder why niggaz breakin down o's
I'm a run away slave
Ya get it nigga off the chain
I got that thug life shit runnin' thru my viens
And now they scare
They know that I been heaven sent
And yeah we know the dope comin' from the president
But look at us
We ain't got shit to lose
Feel like we ballin' if we got a new pair of tennis shoes
In the ghetto or better yet home sweet home
This is the land of the free
But to me that's wrong
I'm on my way to the white house strapped wit' my heat
So don't fall asleep

Come on niggaz

[Chorus x2]

[Chamillionaire:]
They say that the moe they hate ya the moe that it motivate ya
My mind set on grind my mental set on the paper
62 hours and countin' and I'm still awake
And they slippin' me sleepin' pills wit' the will I break
Broke nigga always tellin' ya how to make ya cash adjust
So I just stop listenin' and now my cash is up
Red dotted the media cause they always mad at us
I don't see 'em tryin' to mediate when we get gats and bust
They just instigate and as soon as the get the tape
It's dropped from my nigga life just as soon as they get the case
Personally I ain't trippin' on all this rappin' stuff
I'm takin' back my money counter cause it wasn't fast enough, yep
I got a couple problems (word) and none of 'em is money
Just those that love me to pretend to love me and say they buddies
Sometimes I want to maneuver with the ruger
To live like Freddie Krueger these nightmares just ain't as buddy
In meetings they always askin' what my passion is
(And the) money talks so I always have words to answer this (yep)
I can't relax cause its like I'm a fetti activist
Might see me on tv never a mat-tress

[Chorus]

Don't go to sleep

[Chorus]

Sleep banger

[Chorus x2]

Playa Cardz Right Lyrics

2007-11-23T14:58:00.002-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Playa Cardz Right Lyrics

What's up boo (yeah).....hahahaha.....yeah man
Another shady mission, (pause) tricks,
Like watchin picture's in hazy vision
Tonight it's love makin', take you any place you wish
Today we satisfy, yesterday was stolen kisses
Blind insanity perfect pictures of me and my family
Not understanding the death of me, had they plans for me
If I have kids, will I live to see em' grow
Though I dont know, I live the life of a thug nigga
Until the day I go with broken promises, a sacred bond broken
I know I die alone, but yet and still im hopin'
Vision's in prison's, maybe i'll be forgiven
I know it's better in heaven cuz bein' here ain't livin
Close my eye's and see nothin' but pain
The world's crazy, still lookin' for a queen
To plant seed's and have babies
Maybe i'll be the one, or just maybe im lost
You'll never know being cautious,
If you play your cards right

(Chorus)
I wanna be the one who
Who you can depend on, who
Who'll be the one who'll be there

Go by the wire, we won't leave until the mornin'
We won't leave until the night
And we will be forever more

(Keisha)
No one else can do, what you do for me
Take me away from the pain, I feel inside
If it's gonna be real, why wont it be okay
If we try and take our time, please baby
Take your time, and we'll grow, trust I know
I wanna be the one who

(Chorus)
I wanna be the one who
Who you can depend on, who
Who'll be the one who'll be there

Go by the wire, we won't leave until the mornin'
We won't leave until the night
And we will be forever more

(Pac)
Gotta play your cards right on one
Can't be rushin like it's a race, you know what im sayin
If you be patient and take your time
And you finesse it
9 times out of 10 homeboy, you gonna wake up wit ya breakfast in bed
But if you rush, and you just be man handlin
Your ass goin home tonight
Play your cards right nigga, take your time, be patient
Go slow, it's better that way
If you ain't have it, playa cards right

(Chorus)
I wanna be the one who
Who you can depend on, who
Who'll be the one who'll be there

Go by the wire, we won't leave until the mornin'
We won't leave until the night
And we will be forever more

(Pac)
Take your time man, don't be in such a rush
You got to be patient man, be patient
It ain't goin nowhere one, get some champaigne
Bring some roses or sometihin ya know
Play some soft shit, light a fire
You gotta be clear wit it, you gotta be slow wit it
Got ta be patient, you gotta playa cards right on one
Can't be rushin like it's a race, you kno what im sayin
If you be patient and take your time
And you finesse it

Pac's Life Lyrics

2007-11-23T14:58:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Pac's Life Lyrics

(feat. T.I. & Ashanti)

[Ashanti:]
Pac's Life.

[2Pac:]
Everybody needs to chill.

[Ashanti:]
Everybody talk about Pac's Life.

[2Pac:]
It's Tupac and the King.

[T.I.:]
What it is Pac.

[Ashanti:]
Whaddya know about Pac's Life.
Whaddya know, Whaddya know.

[2Pac:]
Only real niggaz stay on top.

[Ashanti:]
Everybody talk about Pac's Life.

[2Pac:]
Outlawz.

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Started with five shots niggaz plottin' to kill him,
Never figured that that same nigga sell five million.
Hit the charts like a mad man nothin' but hits,
Cold cases gotta nigga facin' multiple digits.
Dodgin' cop cars look at how we come so far,
Picture a high school dropout rollin' a double R.
House full of happiness weed and drank,
Way out so a trouble try to find me can't.
Never visioned livin' longer than my twenty-first,
Thought I'd be locked down, cracked out, or in the dirt.
And though it hurts to see the change it comes with the fame,
Watch for gossip in this silly game.
To all the muthafuckas speakin' down on me this is the night,
Why is everybody caught up in Pac's Life.

[2Pac:]
To all ya'll niggaz conversatin' on my life.
Mind your muthafuckin' business.

[Ashanti:]
Pac's Life.

[2Pac:]
Everybody needs to chill.

[Ashanti:]
Everybody talk about Pac's Life.

[Ashanti:]
Whaddya know about Pac's Life.
Whaddya know, Whaddya know.

[2Pac:]
Only real niggaz stay on top.

[Ashanti:]
Everybody talk about Pac's Life.

[T.I.:]
I remember that.

[Verse 2: T.I.]
Hey, What's Happenin' Pac yeah I know we never got to meet,
But we know all the same people so we got to speak.
You taught me first fake niggaz can't stop a G,
And all the shit you went through meant a lot to me.
I watched 'em lock you up for nothin' it was the thing to see,
You know the crack came and did the same thing to me.
I get along wit' real niggaz it's the lane to be,
Talkin' loud out a pocket tryna bang wit' me.
But so I pull it out my pocket let it rain ya see.
Now they all in the court room blamin' me,
See we ain't live the same life, but represent the same struggle,
Power to the real nigga, death to the sucka.
Money Over Bitches, get to know 'em for you love 'em,
Death Before Dishonor, never talk to undercovers.
Live by the same rules, So minus the tattoos.
We the same sorta dude, Wit' the same short fuse.

[Ashanti:]
Pac's Life.

[2Pac:]
Everybody needs to chill

[Ashanti:]
Everybody talk about Pac's Life.

[Ashanti:]
Whaddya know about Pac's Life.
Whaddya know, Whaddya know.

[2Pac:]
Only real niggaz stay on top.

[Ashanti:]
Everybody talk about Pac's Life.

[Verse 3: 2Pac]
I want money in large amounts, My garage full of cars that bounce.
Movin' my tapes in major weights cause every dollar counts.
Bustas is jealous and half these niggaz is punks,
They run it off at the mouth, 'Till I fill it up wit' my pump.
They jump my automatic keep 'em weary,
Why you frontin' like you really bad ass nigga you scary.
I been knowin' you for years we was high school pears in junior high,
I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die.
While you bullshittin' niggaz was dyin' and catchin' cases,
Bustin' my automatics at muthafuckaz in foreign places.
Leavin' no trace, they see my face and they buried.
Them bitches died in a hurry, still I ride I'm never worried.
Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride,
Pick my enemies out the croud and muthafuckaz die.
It's not the way I wanna live, My nigga it's how it is.
Only real niggaz stay on top, Word up.

[Ashanti:]
Pac's Life.

[2Pac:]
Everybody needs to chill.

[Ashanti:]
Everybody talk about Pac's Life.

[2Pac:]
Why ya'll niggaz all up in my shit.

[Ashanti:]
Whaddya know about Pac's Life.

[2Pac:]
Tell them muthafuckin' niggaz.

[Ashanti:]
Whaddya know, Whaddya know.

[2Pac:]
Outlawz

[Ashanti:]
Everybody talk about Pac's Life.

[2Pac:]
Man, Fuck all ya'll.

International Lyrics

2007-11-23T14:57:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

International Lyrics

(feat. Nipsey Hussle & Young Dre The Truth)

[Makaveli:]
Eternally Thug Nigga Hilfigger made by Tommy
so when i speak hope to reach my ??? Mamis
or come to Papi i love it when its wet and sloppy
in and out the mouth peice 'till i cum no one can stop me
my bump and grind will do you everytime
come get a blast of this Thug passion and blow your mind
hey, throw up your legs, wrap those shits around my back
It's a WESTSIDE thing fuckin' hoes 'round the map
Walkin down 125 while im peepin out hotties
and they seduce my Jimmy I'll be screamin gimmie body
Make em all scream my name out gimmie my props and don't ya love how this Thug nigga beat up the cock
Im at the 'Rican Parade I'm watchin Caramel bitches play
get wit' real niggas bullshittin never get you paid
This is the dream of a young black teen
i feed my hoes cross country like a greedy crack fiend. Now Come On!

[Chorus:]
Hey Girl, I can tell you want it by the way you dancin on the floor
Hey Girl, I can look in your eyes and tell you want some more
Oh Girl, Don't worry about this better just keep doing what you do
Hey Girl, Girl tonight you can be international

[Nipsey:]
Check it out Nipsey i pull it up to the club on one of the chrome things im crispy shinnin from my wrist to my gold chain
anywhere i go i keep it hood i Never change
if it aint got it in my lap i got it stashed in the range
[pow pow] I'm gettin bread on the rover private jet anywhere i tell him he'll fly to my respect have these girls sayin daddy i'll do anything you ask get it crackin when i slide through as God as my witness right hand on the bible and Tokyo hunny turned it up hotty got though i stroke for show now up in Atlanta at the strip club she thick cuz took me to the slots where the crib was went full throttle got it crackin i ain't bashful from the kitchen to the counter top and the bath more flips more trips more stamps on my passport
told her drop me at Horseville im International

[Chorus:]
Hey Girl, I can tell you want it by the way you dancin on the floor
Hey Girl, I can look in your eyes and tell you want some more
Oh Girl, Don't worry about this better just keep doing what you do
Hey Girl, Girl tonight you can be international

[Young Dre:]
Oooh.. Young Dre the Truth, Makaveli, LT Hutton, Nipsey International
Its mr hood national rider with a passport Just landed from Paris homie pick me up im at the airport with two bottles or more and a bottle of Puerto Rican Weed get somethin poppin cuz tommorow got course on course i'm ready to get it feel it goin down right now hop in the whip pop a bottle lit the blunt right now hit about a buck fifty seconds later at the party right now we celebratin Makaveli 2pacalypse Now escape through the front though they ??? tippy-toes cruisin' up get the door if you loose a chick let her go she done chose this over bro look around it's hard to feel dimes in high heels came form Japan, New York, to Cali to chill they choosin for real with no grill in my mental peep my swagger is tremendous make moves monumental it was me three mamis E-40 and Pac at the La Manz Round After Party it just don't stop

[Chorus:]
Hey Girl, I can tell you want it by the way you dancin on the floor
Hey Girl, I can look in your eyes and tell you want some more
Oh Girl, Don't worry about this better just keep doing what you do
Hey Girl, Girl tonight you can be international

[fade away]

Dumpin' Lyrics

2007-11-23T14:56:00.002-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Dumpin' Lyrics

(feat. Hussein Fatal, Papoose & Carl Thomas)

[Chorus: Carl Thomas]
Who you are,
One Nation under a thug and bullet scar,
Young nation, no revolution and no cause,
One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far,
Young nation just trying to get this

[Verse 1: Tupac]
Murderous mind state,
Can't keep my nine straight,
Sippin' on this Hennessy, waiting for the time to break,
Show up and muthafuckas bow down, recognize
Westside, Death Row, Outlaw, Ridaz,
Untouchable mob of pistol packers,
Well-known felons labeled for 'drug-selling merciless jackers',
Forever buzz, roll with thugs and dogs,
Commence the letting off rounds, then escape in the fog,
Who wants to see me solo?
Catch Makaveli while he sleeping,
My mini fourteen murdering niggaz while they creepin, (Uh)
Duck cause you ass out,
Drink 'til you pass out,
Ain't scared to die, drunk driving in my glass house,
Niggaz is under me,
They bitches come to me,
They heard the stories nigga, now they wanna really see,
Bomb First, my motto, it's fully guaranteed,
Niggaz is playa haters, label them my enemies,
I'm dumpin'

[Chorus: Carl Thomas]
Who you are,
One Nation under a thug and bullet scar,
Young nation, no revolution and no cause,
One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far,
Young nation just trying to get this

[Verse 2: Hussein Fatal]
When it's on, I'm poppin' off every chance I get,
Out the window on some uptown anthem shit,
I'm stressin', but ain't no pressure, I been here before,
Fugitive taskforce at my girlfriends' door,
Now they checkin' in her bedroom, I ain't there,
Forty Cals, extended clips, still I ain't scared,
Outlaw, and best believe they won't take me alive,
I'm different and I'mma prove it if it take me to die,
You think God had a plan for me?
But he won't be layin' up in my casket or doin' life in the can for me,
Maybe I'm brazen or paranoid than a bitch,
Me dyin', you think I'd let him see the joy from that shit?
Walking dead, angels spend their last days by me,
New Jersey Giant like Dave Tyree,
Young George or Jonathan Chat,
Your guns clap,
Mine will go 'br-r-r-r-att',
Soldier like Geronimo Pratt,
And come through cockin' tha black pound,
When they put the twin towers up, Pac, I'm knockin' 'em back down,
Poster child,
Air Force Ones, with the checks,
I'm supposed to wild sex,
Money and murder is all I breathe in my life,
It's full of judges and chasin' enemies in the night,
Through the Henny, I see the eyes of the Devil,
He's ridin' with extra boxes of bullets and a nina and a shovel

[Chorus: Carl Thomas]
Who you are,
One Nation under a thug and bullet scar,
Young nation, no revolution and no cause,
One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far,
Young nation just trying to get this

[Verse 3: Papoose]
I always thought I'd have to die to do a record with Pac,
So I wrote from the perspective of a graveyard box,
You end up in the box 'cause them grave robbin' bastards,
Dig your grave up and snatched you out the casket,
Worms in my eyes, eating through my cabbage,
The flesh to the bones,
The bones to the ashes,
But I'm not dead,
I'm actually in a session with the Pac Keeper, Sha Money, progressing,
They don't really want no drama, I know they goons,
That's why I keep pressure on 'em like a open wound,
This God given, he keep givin' me better music,
So every time you hear me, my songs present improvement,
Y'all can't kill me, y'all forever losin',
Songs of evolution,
If I load your gun for you and we bang it out with some other niggas, you better shoot it,
Don't try to lie and say you was bustin', I'm clever, stupid,
Claimin' you reppin' Ruthless,
You got the same bullets you had when I loaded it for you, you never used it,
The Nasareema dream, get ready for execution,
Papoose, Fatal and Pac
The revolution

[Chorus: Carl Thomas]
Who you are,
One Nation under a thug and bullet scar,
Young nation, no revolution and no cause,
One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far,
Young nation just trying to get this

Young nation just trying to get this

Just trying to get this

Don't Sleep Lyrics

2007-11-23T14:56:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Don't Sleep Lyrics

(feat. Lil Scrappy, Nutso, Yaki Kadafi, & Stormy)

Aww Shit [Laughing]

[Verse 1: Tupac]
When I Enter The First On Worst Known Mic Hold Up
My Hummer Roll Up Evacuating Strap Soldiers
Inside Strategy Manefest A Miltary Style Casually
Tragedy When Nigga Battle Me My Prophasize Prediction
Switch Mo Position Seperated From His Gutta Bitch
And Watch Him Start Snitching I Keep Spitting Still Stupid
Niggas Fail To Listen I ? Is Thug Living Hella Prison
My Ammunition Varies, My Voice Carries
Watch Me Invite The Whole World
Me And The Mob Getting Married
It Seems All The Fine Screams Pierce The Dark
Disrespected A Trick Bitch Wheres Ya Heart
You Mark Watch Niggas Fall When I Call Their Name
We Outlaws Hold Your Head Niggas All The Same
Expect Some Want More Out Of Life Than Stress
We Still Thugging Till It's None Left, Don't Sleep.

[Chorus:]
We Gone Ride
Keep My Pistol On My Side
Always Creep With The 9 When I Ride
Dont Sleep
Doing Fine Always Hustling On The Grind
Cuz I Got To Get Mine All The Time
Dont' Sleep
We Gone Ride
Keep My Pistol On My Side
Always Creep With The 9 When I Ride
Dont Sleep
Doing Fine Always Hustling On The Grind
Cuz I Got To Get Mine All The Time

[Verse 2: Stormy]
Dumping On Muthafuckers At Random
Rapidly With Accracy
They Shouldna Talk Bad To Me
It Had To Be A Muthafucker
Im Glad To Be The Nigga That Did The Murder
So Sad To See Another Muthafucker Floating In Plastic
Grief Sleep With His Head Wide Open Rapid Release
Keep The Police Coasting,Casualties Warrant A Dv Stoling
Yoke The Nigga Off The Ass For Drove Off To The Hills
Position Him To Knees And Blow The Back Off
Death With The Lex Ruger Death To Ya
Niggas Cry When The Bullet Fly
Kill And Execute Them.

[Yaki Kadafi:]
I Blast First At They Body
Like My Guns In Varieties
Running With Really Really
You Silly Punk Try To Be
But Front Doing My Walkbys
All The Blunts Hands On My Nuts
In The Getaway Car Full Of Stunts
Addicted To My 9 Moving Like Crime
Through Time
Popping Niggas Like Pipples
Nigga Nothing Simple Bout Mine
Extra Sketching
Dumping Out All You Punk In Intersections Day In And Day Out
Aint No Easy Way Out
So Easy Exits

[Chorus]

[Lil Scrappy:]
When I Hit The Street All I Can See Is The Grind
Blood Sweat And Tears When I Bust My Rhymes
Yea I Unfold My Flow Like Unload My 9
And When I Lint Loose Then The Crew State Of A Mind
I Give A Damn About A Plain Nigga Acting Scitee
Same One Who I Was In Jail With And Then Write Me
Wanna Fight Me Then Cum Find Me
Whatever You Do Shorty You Betta Think Wisely
You Might See Me With A Stack In The Trap
I Give Em My Thoughs And Pier Similarer To
Sarer Rep A Lil Lame Nigga I'll Neva Be Yea Im Gone Keep
It G Im From The 3 And Scrap Will Neva Sleep

[Chorus x2]

Pain Lyrics

2007-11-23T14:55:00.002-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Pain Lyrics

(feat. Butch Cassidy, Styles P)

[Tupac:]
They'll never take me alive, I'm gettin' high with my four-five
Cocked on these suckas, time to die
Even as a youngster causin' ruckus on the back of the bus
I was a fool all through high school kickin' up dust
But now I'm labelled as a trouble maker who can you blame?
Smokin' weed helped me take away the pain
So I'm hopeless rollin' down the freeway swervin, don't worry
I'm about to crash up on the curb cause my visions blurry
Maybe if they tried to understand me, what should I do?
I had to feed my fuckin' family, what else could I do
But be a thug
Out slangin' with the homies
Fuck hangin' with them phonies in the club
Got my mind on danger
Never been a stranger to homicide
My cities full of gang bangers and drive bys
Why do we die at an early age
He was so young
But still a victim of the 12 gauge
My memories of a corpse
Mind full of sick thoughts
And I ain't goin back to court
So fuck what you thought I'm drinkin' hennessey
Runnin from my enemies will I live to be 23
There's So Much Pain

[Chorus: Butch Cassidy {Styles P.}]
I'ma solider 'till I die
{I'ma die a thug}
Keep standin' by my side
I'll admit i'm gettin' high
Lifes so full of pain, have you ever seen a thug cry?

Momma's standin on the streets
Gotta get back on my feet
Stressed so much can't sleep
{So Much Pain, So Much Pain}
Lifes so full of pain, have you ever seen a thug cry?

[Styles P:]
I've seen a couple niggas shot in the brain
Seen a couple niggas shot in the frame
And i'm tryin to maintain, tell the truth though
The shit ain't the same, i'ma die a thug
And fuck it it's the blood in my veins
Why complain 'cause we all gon' die, but I can wait
I'm the letter after F and right before H
I'ma G, nigga see nigga the pain in my eyes
Playa playa play the game ya die
I do a buck eighty five in the rain in the ride
Eatin hot from the flame of the nine
No stranger to danger am I
Matter of fact i'll be bangin for mine
Got a closet full of guns and i'm hangin wit' mine
+So Much Pain+
Yeah I spend years doin' sicker shit
If I cried the tears would prolly be blood and liquor mixed
And you ain't seen no nigga on no thicker shit
Lifes a bitch betcha that
All my niggas that twisted it

[Chorus: Butch Cassidy {Styles P.}]
I'ma solider 'till I die
{I'ma die a thug}
Keep standin' by my side
I'll admit i'm gettin' high
Lifes so full of pain, have you ever seen a thug cry?

Momma's standin on the streets
Gotta get back on my feet
Stressed so much I can't sleep
{So Much Pain, So Much Pain}
Lifes so full of pain, have you ever seen a thug cry?

[Tupac:]
They got me mobbin like I'm
Loc'ed and ready to get my slug on
I load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on
I ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they test me
Trust, I got my glock cocked playa if they press me
Bust on motherfuckers with a - paaassion
Better duck cause I ain't lookin when I'm - blaaastin
I'm a nuttin drinkin Hennessey and gettin' high
On the lookout for my enemies, don't wanna die
Tell me why cause this stress is gettin' major
A buck-fifty across the face with my razor
What can I do but be a thug until I'm dead and gone
Keep my brain on the game and stay head strong
These sorry bastards
Want to kill me in my sleep but will they can I see
And everyday it just a struggle
Steady thuggin' in the streets
And i'll be ballin' loc
Don't let 'em make you worry
Keep swingin' at these suckas till you buried
I was born to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta,
With a mother on drugs
I'm kickin dust up
Ready to bust
I'm on the scene steady muggin' mean
Until they kill me
I'll be livin this life
I know you feel me
There's So Much Pain

[Chorus: Butch Cassidy {Styles P.}]
I'ma solider 'till I die
{I'ma die a thug}
Keep standin' by my side
I'll admit i'm gettin' high
Lifes so full of pain, have you ever seen a thug cry?

Momma's standin on the streets
Gotta get back on my feet
Stressed so much I can't sleep
{So Much Pain, So Much Pain}
Lifes so full of pain, have you ever seen a thug cry?

[Tupac + Styles P:]
So Much Pain
There's so Much Pain

What's Ya Lyrics

2007-11-23T14:55:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

What's Ya Phone # Lyrics

(feat. Candy Hill)

[Tupac:]
(What's Ya Phone Numba?)

Now I Can Make Music For Ya Tempo
It's Just A Mental Written For The Nymphos
That's A Intro
Shook When You Rush Me
Woke Up And Touched
Why Do You Wanna F*Ck Me
Just Cause I'm Paid In The Worst Way (True)
Looking Kinda Good In Ya Birthday Suit
I Wonder If You Wild And Ya Act Shy
Do You Like To Be On Top Or The Backside
Watch When You Lick Yo Lips
Shake Yo Hips
God Damn I Love That Sh*T
Lets Stop Faking Be Real Now
I Got A Room And A Hard On , Still Down?
U Been Staring A Bar Full Of Black Dudes
Say You Wanna See My Scar And My Tattoos
When We Headed For My Hide Out, Act Right
I'm A Playa When I Ride Out, Thats Right
What's Ya Phone Numba

[Hook: {Tupac}]
Baby Its A Show
And We Can Get On (All Night)
{Baby Lemme Give You A Call,
How Long Will It Take To Break You Off}
To 3 Or Maybe 4
Ready For It All (I'm Down)
{Baby Lemme Give You A Call,
How Long Will It Take To Break You Off}

[Loui V:]
Shit, You Gotta Work For The Numba
Work A Lil Bit Harder For My Naked Slumber
Tryna Get It On The Come Up
Ease Breeze 1 2 3 Wont Get It From Me (No)
Can You Think A Lil Farther
Baby Throw Me Them Keys And I'll Push The Galada
And I Ain't Tryna Barter
Vice Grips On My Hips
And My Lips On The Tip
Now Let Ya Face Take A Taste
I Promise I Will Squirt And It Won't Be Mase
Dumb Sprung Up In My Place
When You Leave It Ain't Ya Shoes But My Neck You Lace
Now Tell Me Now Can You Roll Wit A Boss B*Tch
Keep That Thang Standing Tall For A Boss B*Tch
Game Mean, Keep It Clean For A Boss B*Tch
Grab A Pen And Paper, 7 Digits Of A Boss B*Tch

[Hook]

[Tupac:]
Baby You'z A Dime Piece
More Than Just My Piece
Personally Best From The Gods
If I Seen Her Right Now
She Could Get Me Hard
Didn't Wanna Talk To Me Just To See My Car
Never Had Sex With A Rich Rap Star
Til I Got Her In Theh Back Of My Homeboy's Car
Tell Me Why Do We Live This Way
Money Ova B*Tches Let Me Hear You Say
What's Yo Phone Number
Are You Alone?
Got A Pocket Full Of Rubberslet Roam
Til I Tell Ya Girlfriend To Take You Home
I Had Fun But Baby Gotta Leave Me Alone
Picture In My Rhyme Take Time To Rewind These Ordinary Words I Say
If You Opening Ya Mouth
Immediately You Find Its Time To Let The Outlaws Play

[O.C.:]
I Know You Wanna Fuck Lemme Hear You Say
Give It To You Good Til I Come In Ya Face
Keep It Running Like A Faucet
You The Boss Niggaaaaaaaa
Dont Be Scared To Toss It Up Betcha Cum Quickaaa
I Know How You Keep It So Thuggish Thuggish
Feel It Through Ya Fingas How You Grip This Shit
Got Ya Hittin It Like A Bat
Yea Hit It Like A Bat
Like Yea Mayne I'm High Like A Plane
In The Back Of A G5
Got My Legs Bout A Mile High
Got You Gripping On My Thighs
Boy Ya Hands On Fire
Poppin Bottle Looking At My Shadow
How We Get It
And No Stoppin How We Did It
I Dont Know I Just Know I Gotta Get Some
So Ruthless, When I Fuck Better Duck
When You See Me Whip Pac In The Truck
Rolling Like A 8 Ball
Now Lemme Break You Off

[Hook]

Keep Goin' Lyrics

2007-11-23T14:54:00.000-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

Keep Goin' Lyrics

(feat. Fatal Hussein)

[Girl:]
I mean what?
People going crazy over this?

[Tupac: talking]
It don't stop
Keep goin'

It don't stop
Keep goin'

[Verse: Tupac]
Now i've been called crazy
To fade me is not possible
I give a fuck
What you thought or who you brought with you
A Bad Boy killer
Biggie annihiliator
They wonderin why he breathin but bitches die later
Better laugh now, then cry when I come to getcha
I hit you with 2 glocks and leave you with scar tissue
On some loco shit
My pistols smoke yo shit
Lets go for dolo bitch
And watch me flow yo shit
Mr. Makaveli movin' pieces like tellikenises
It's like a chess game lets play with real pieces
Shots rang and niggas brains were spilt
Another Bad Boy affiliator nigga was killed
I hit the funeral and bust at his folks
And leave the scene like a shadow in a blaze of smoke
It don't stop keep goin'

[Chorus:]
Don't Stop, Don't Stop, Don't Stop
Keep Goin'

Don't Stop, Don't Stop, Don't Stop
Keep Goin'

Don't Stop, Don't Stop, Don't Stop
Keep Goin'

Don't Stop, Don't Stop, Don't Stop
Keep Goin'

Don't Stop, Don't Stop, Don't Stop
Keep Goin'

[Hussein Fatal:]
Shit, still grindin for the chips
I come from the clear but you can find him in the bricks
Me, I was the diamond in the sticks
And him, he hatin and
Still whinin' 'cuz i'm grindin' with his bitch
Out shinin' with the sixth
I'ma blind him with the fifth
He still sellin nicks
What he tryina throw a disc?
I promise you'll be lyin on your strip
'Cuz copyin' my style
I can whip any 9 you can get
No crimes on the strip
Just dimes of the pit
No gimmicks to my music, you be lyin' when you spit
Outta line you get gripped
I'm gonna find you a ditch
Right next to your OG, do your time with a snitch
And I tell 'em all the time you a bitch
A real life pussy, hit the strip, go and find you a dick
Man this nigga outta line who is this?
I'm tempted to put his mind on his kicks
Let the nine do the trick...yeah

[Chorus: till fade]

Dear Mama Lyrics

2007-11-23T14:52:00.001-08:00

Tupac Lyrics

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]

Album List

2007-11-23T14:47:00.000-08:00

7 Day Theory

1. Intro/Bomb First (My Second Reply)
2. Hail Mary
3. Toss It Up
4. To Live & Die In L.A.
5. Blasphemy
6. Life Of An Outlaw
7. Just Like Daddy
8. Krazy
9. White Man'z World
10. Me And My Girlfriend
11. Hold Ya Head
12. Against All Odds
All Eyez On Me

1. Ambition Az A Ridah
2. All Bout U
3. Skandalouz
4. Got My Mind Made Up
5. How Do U Want It
6. 2 Of Americaz Most Wanted
7. No More Pain
8. Heartz Of Men
9. Life Goes On
10. Only God Can Judge Me
11. Tradin' War Stories
12. California Love
13. I Ain't Mad At Cha
14. What'z Ya Phone #
All Eyez On Me

Disc 2 1. Can't C Me
Disc 2 2. Shorty Wanna Be A Thug
Disc 2 3. Holla At Me
Disc 2 4. Wonda Why They Call U
Disc 2 5. When We Ride
Disc 2 6. Thug Passion
Disc 2 7. Picture Me Rollin'
Disc 2 8. Check Out Time
Disc 2 9. Rather Be Ya
Disc 2 10. All Eyez On Me
Disc 2 11. Run The Streetz
Disc 2 12. Ain't Hard 2 Find
Disc 2 13. Heaven Ain't Hard 2 Find
Better Dayz

1. Intro
2. Still Ballin
3. When We Ride On Our Enemies
4. Changed Man
5. F*** Them All
6. Never B Peace
7. Mama's Just A Little Girl
8. Street Fame
9. Whatcha Gonna Do
10. Fair Xchange
11. Late Night
12. Ghetto Star
13. Thugz Mansion (Acoustic)
Better Dayz

Disc 2 1. My Block
Disc 2 2. Thugz Mansion
Disc 2 3. Never Call U B**** Again
Disc 2 4. Better Dayz
Disc 2 5. U Can Call
Disc 2 6. Military Minds
Disc 2 7. Fame
Disc 2 8. Fair Xchange
Disc 2 9. Catchin Feeling
Disc 2 10. There U Go
Disc 2 11. This Life I Lead
Disc 2 12. Who Do You Believe In
Disc 2 13. They Don't Give A F*** About Us
Greatest Hits

1. Keep Ya Head Up
2. 2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted
3. Temptations
4. God Bless the Dead
5. Hail Mary
6. Me Against the World
7. How Do U Want It
8. So Many Tears
9. Unconditional Love
10. Trapped
11. Life Goes On
12. Hit 'Em Up
Greatest Hits

Disc 2 1. Troublesome 96'
Disc 2 2. I Get Around
Disc 2 3. Brenda's Got a Baby
Disc 2 4. I Ain't Mad at Cha
Disc 2 5. Changes
Disc 2 6. California Love
Disc 2 7. Picture Me Rollin'
Disc 2 8. How Long Will They Mourn Me?
Disc 2 9. Toss It Up
Disc 2 10. Dear Mama
Disc 2 11. All About U
Disc 2 12. To Live & Die in L.A.
Disc 2 13. Heartz of Men
Loyal To The Game

1. Soldier Like Me
2. Uppercut
3. Out on Bail
4. Ghetto Gospel
5. Black Cotton
6. Loyal to the Game
7. Thugs Get Lonely Too
8. N.I.G.G.A.
9. Who Do You Love?
10. Crooked Nigga Too
11. Don't You Trust Me
12. Hennessey
13. Thug 4 Life
14. Po Nigga Blues
15. Hennessey
16. Crooked Nigga Too
17. Loyal to the Game
Me Against the World

1. Intro
2. If I Die 2Night
3. Me Against the World
4. So Many Tears
5. Temptations
6. Young Niggaz
7. Heavy In The Game
8. Lord Knows
9. Dear Mama
10. It Ain't Easy
11. Can U Get Away
12. Old School
13. Fuck The World
14. Death Around The Corner
15. Outlaw
Nu-Mixx Klazzics

1. 2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted
2. How Do You Want It
3. Hail Mary
4. Life Goes On
5. All Eyez On Me
6. Heartz of Men
7. Toss It Up
8. Hit Em Up
9. Never Had A Friend Like Me
10. Ambitionz Az A Ridah
Resurrection

1. Intro
2. Ghost
3. One Day At A Time
4. Death Around The Corner
5. Secretz Of War
6. Runnin' (Dying To Live)
7. Holler If Ya Hear Me
8. Starin' Through My Rear View
9. Bury Me A G
10. Same Song
11. Panther Power
12. Str8 Ballin'
13. Rebel Of The Underground
14. The Realist Killaz
Still I Rise

1. Letter to the President
2. Still I Rise
3. Secretz of War
4. Baby Don't Cry (Keep Ya Head up II)
5. As the World Turns
6. Black Jesuz
7. Homeboyz
8. Hell 4 a Hustler
9. High Speed
10. Good Die Young
11. Killuminati
12. Teardrops and Closed Caskets
13. Tattoo Tears
14. U Can Be Touched
15. Y'all Don't Know Us
Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.

1. Holler If Ya Hear Me
2. Pac's Theme (Interlude)
3. Point The Finga
4. Something 2 Die 4 (Interlude)
5. Last Wordz
6. Souljah's Revenge
7. Peep Game
8. Strugglin'
9. Guess Who's Back
10. Representin' 93
11. Keep Ya Head Up
12. Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z...
13. The Streetz R Deathrow
14. I Get Around
15. Papa'z Song
16. 5 Deadly Venomz
Until The End of Time

1. Ballad of a Dead Soulja
2. Fuck Friendz
3. Lil' Homies
4. Let Em Have It
5. Good Life
6. Letter 2 My Unborn
7. Breathin
8. Happy Home
9. All Out
10. Fuckin Wit the Wrong Nigga
11. Thug n U Thug n Me
12. Everything They Owe
13. Until the End of Time
14. M.O.B.
15. World Wide Mob Figgaz
Until The End of Time

Disc 2 1. Big Syke Interlude
Disc 2 2. My Closest Roaddogz
Disc 2 3. Niggas Nature
Disc 2 4. When Thugz Cry
Disc 2 5. U Don't Have 2 Worry
Disc 2 6. This Ain't Livin
Disc 2 7. Why U Turn on Me
Disc 2 8. Lastonesleft
Disc 2 9. Thug n U Thug n Me
Disc 2 10. Words 2 My First Born
Disc 2 11. Let Em Have It
Disc 2 12. Runnin on E
Disc 2 13. When I Get Free
Disc 2 14. Until the End of Time

2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted Lyrics

2007-11-23T14:40:00.000-08:00

2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted Lyrics
Artist(Band):2Pac Review The Song (2) Print the Lyrics

(feat. Snoop Doggy Dogg)

[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 --
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
You done put two of America's
most wanted in the same
motherfuckin place at the same
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
motherfuckin time, hahahahah
Y'all niggaz about to feel this
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
Break out the champagne glasses
and the motherfuckin condoms
Have one on us aight??
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

[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:]
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
[Tupac] Nuthin but a gangsta party...
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
Nuthin but a gangsta party
it ain't nuthin but a
motherfuckin gangsta party
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
Nuthin but a gangsta party
it ain't nuthin but a
motherfuckin gangsta party
Ain't nuttin but a 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 grey
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

16 On Death Row Lyrics

2007-11-23T14:38:00.000-08:00

16 On Death Row Lyrics
Artist(Band):2Pac Review The Song (1) Print the Lyrics

Death Row
That's where motherfuckers is endin up

Dear mama, I'm caught up in this sickness
I robbed my adversaries, but slipped and left a witness
Wonder if they'll catch me, or will this nigga snitch?
Should I shoot his bitch, or make the nigga rich?
Don't wanna commit murder, but damn, they got me trapped
Hawkin' while I'm walkin', and talkin' behind my back
I'm kind of schizophrenic, I'm in this shit to win it
'Cause life's a Wheel of Fortune, here's my chance to spin it
Got no time for cops who trip and try to catch me
Too fuckin' trigger happy to let them suckers snatch me
Niggaz gettin' jealous (jealous) tryna find my stash
Whip out the nine, now I'ma dive and pump your ass
Peter picked a pepper, but I can pick a punk
Snatched him like a bitch, and threw him in the trunk
The punk thought I was bluffin', but swear I'm nothin' nice
Before I take your life, first wrestle with these mics
I listen to him scream, Tray Deee went insane
I guess the little mites had finally found his brain
New Rovers pull me over, I'm sentenced to the pen
Remember that little bird? He snitched and told a friend
It's trouble on my mind, I'm with the old timers
And fuck five-oh, blaow blaow.. turn 'em into forty-niners

[Tupac sings]
Bye bye, I was never meant to live
Can't be positive when the ghetto's where you live
Bye bye, I was never meant to be
Livin' like a thief, runnin' through the streets
Bye bye, and I got no place to go...
Where they find me? 16 on Death Row

Dear mama, these cops don't understand me
I turned to a life of crime, 'cause I came from a broken family
My uncle used to touch me, I never told you that
Scared what you might do, I couldn't hold you back
I kept it deep inside, I done let it fuel my anger
I'm down for all my homies, no mercy for a stranger
The brother in my cell is 16 as well
It's hard to adapt, when you're black and you're trapped in a livin' Hell
I shouldn'ta let 'em catch me
Instead of livin' sad in jail; I coulda died free and happy
And my cellmate's raped on the norm'
And passed around the dorm, you can hear his asshole gettin' torn
They made me an animal
Can't sleep, instead of countin' sheep, niggaz countin' cannibals
And that's how it is in the pen
Turn old and cold, and your soul is your best friend
My mama prayed for me
Tell the Lord to make way for me, prepare any day for me (why?)
'Cause when they come for me they find a struggler
To the death, I take the breath from your jugular
The trick is to never lose hope
I found my buddy hangin' dead from a rope. 16 on Death Row

[Tupac sings]
Bye bye, I was never meant to live
Can't be positive when the ghetto's where you live
Bye bye, I was never meant to be
Livin' like a thief, runnin' through the streets
Bye bye, and I got no place to go...
Where you find me? 16 on Death Row

Dear mama, they sentenced me to death
Today's my final day, I'm countin' every breath
I'm bitter cause I'm dyin', so much I haven't seen
I know you never dreamed your baby would be dead at 16
I got beef with a sick society that doesn't give a shit
And they too quick to say goodbye to me
They tell me the preacher's there for me
He's a crook with a book, that muthafucka never cared for me
He's only here to be sure
I don't drop a dime to God 'bout the crimes he's commitin'
on the poor, and how can these people judge me?
They ain't my peers and in all these years they ain't never love me
I never got to be a man, must be part of some big plan
to keep a nigga in the state pen
And to my homies out buryin' muthafuckas
Steer clear of these Aryan muthafuckas
'Cause once they got you locked up
They got you trapped, you're better off gettin' shot up
I'm convinced self-defense is the way
Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day
I wish I woulda known while I was out there
Now I'm straight headin' for the chair

[Tupac sings]
Bye bye, I was never meant to live
Can't be positive when the ghetto's where we live
Bye bye, I was never meant to be
Livin'like a thief, runnin'through the streets
Bye bye, and I got no place to go...
Where you find me? 16 on Death Row

16 on Death Row
It's to all my partners in the penitentiaries
16 on Death Row

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16 On Death Row Lyrics
2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted Lyrics
2Pac + Outlawz---As the World Turns Lyrics
2Pac + Outlawz---Black Jesuz Lyrics
2Pac + Outlawz---Hell 4 a Hustler Lyrics
2Pac + Outlawz---High Speed Lyrics
2Pac + Outlawz---Homeboyz Lyrics
2Pac + Outlawz---Killuminati Lyrics
2Pac + Outlawz---Secretz of War Lyrics
2Pac + Outlawz---Tattoo Tears Lyrics
2Pac + Outlawz---The Good Die Young Lyrics
2Pac + Outlawz---U Can Be Touched Lyrics
2Pac + Outlawz---Y'all Don't Know Us Lyrics
2Pac + Outlawz f/ Big Syke---Letter to the President Lyrics
2Pac + Outlawz f/ H.E.A.T.---Baby Don't Cry (Keep Ya Head Up II) Lyrics
2Pac + Outlawz f/ Nate Dogg---Teardrops and Closed Caskets Lyrics
2Pac + Outlawz f/ Ta'He---Still I Rise Lyrics
2Pac, Dwanye Wiggins, Silky---Raise Up Off These Nuts Lyrics
2Pac, The Assassin---Real Bad Boyz Lyrics
5 Deadly Venomz Lyrics
99 BBK remix Lyrics
A Crooked Nigga Too Lyrics
A Crooked Nigga Too (Raphael Saadiq Remix) Lyrics
A River that Flows Forever Lyrics
Against All Odds Lyrics
Ain't Hard 2 Find Lyrics
All About U Lyrics
All Bout U Lyrics
All Eyez On Me Lyrics
All Out Lyrics
All Out (original version) Lyrics
Ambitionz Az A Ridah Lyrics
And 2morrow Lyrics
And I Still Love You Lyrics
As the World Turns Lyrics
Baby Don't Cry (Keep Ya Head Up II) Lyrics
Ballad Of A Dead Soulja Lyrics
Better Dayz Lyrics
Big Syke Interlude Lyrics
Black Cotton Lyrics
Black Jesuz Lyrics
Black Starry Night Lyrics
Black Starry Night (Interlude) Lyrics
Black Woman Lyrics
Blasphemy Lyrics
Bomb First Lyrics
Breathin Lyrics
Brenda's Got A Baby Lyrics
Bury Me A G Lyrics
California Love Lyrics
Can't C Me Lyrics
Can U C the Pride in the Panther(Female Version) Lyrics
Can U C the Pride in the Panther(Male Version) Lyrics
Can U Get Away Lyrics
Case Of The Misplaced Mic Lyrics

Catchin' Feelings Lyrics
Catchin Feelins Lyrics
Cause I Had To Lyrics
Changed Man Lyrics
Changes Lyrics
Check Out Time Lyrics
Cradle To The Grave Lyrics
Crooked Ass Nigga Lyrics
Dead or Alive Lyrics
Deadly Venomz Lyrics
Dear Mama Lyrics
Death Around The Corner Lyrics
Dedication Lyrics
Definition Of A Thug Nigga Lyrics
Do For Love Lyrics
Don't Get It Twisted Lyrics
Don't Sleep Lyrics
Don't Stop Lyrics
Don't You Trust Me Lyrics
Don't You Trust Me? Lyrics
Drunk Freestyle Lyrics
Dumpin' Lyrics
Enemies With Me Lyrics
Everything They Owe Lyrics
Fair Xchange Lyrics
Fair Xchange (Remix) Lyrics
Fake Ass Bitches Lyrics
Fake Ass Bithes Lyrics
Fallen Star Lyrics
Fame Lyrics
Family Tree Lyrics
Fight Music Lyrics
Fuck All Y'all Lyrics
Fuck Dre Lyrics
Fuck Em All Lyrics
Fuck Friendz Lyrics
Fuck The World Lyrics
Fuckin Wit The Wrong Nigga Lyrics
Ghetto Gospel Lyrics
Ghetto Gospel Remix Akon Lyrics
Ghetto Star Lyrics
Ghost Lyrics
God Lyrics
God Bless The Dead Lyrics
Good Life Lyrics
Good Life Feat Big Syke & E.D.I. Of The Outlawz Lyrics
Got My Mind Made Up Lyrics
Guess Who's Back Lyrics
Hail Mary Lyrics
Happy Home Lyrics
Heartz Of Men Lyrics
Heaven Ain't Hard 2 Find Lyrics
Heavy In The Game Lyrics
Hell 4 a Hustler Lyrics
Hellrazor Lyrics
Hennessey Lyrics
Hennessey (Red Spyda Remix) Lyrics
High Speed Lyrics
High Till I Die Lyrics
Hit'em Up Lyrics
Hit 'Em Up Lyrics
Hit 'em Up 2 Lyrics
Hit Em' Up II [Part two][dtf] Lyrics
Hold On Be Strong Lyrics
Hold On, Be Strong Lyrics

Hold Ya Head Lyrics
Holla At Me Lyrics
Holla If Ya Hear Me Lyrics
Holler If Ya Hear Me Lyrics
Homeboyz Lyrics
How Do U Want It Lyrics
How Do You Want It Lyrics
How Long Will They Mourn Me Lyrics
How Long Will They Mourn Me? Lyrics
I'm Gettin Money Lyrics
I'm Getting Money Lyrics
I'm Losin' It Lyrics
I'm Losin It Lyrics
I Ain't Mad At Cha Lyrics
I Ain't Mad At Cha (Remix) Lyrics
I Don't Give A Fuck Lyrics
I Get Around Lyrics
I Get Around (Remix) Lyrics
I Wonder If Heaven's Got A Ghetto Lyrics
I Wonder If Heaven Got A Ghetto (Original and Hip-Hop Version) Lyrics
If I Die 2Nite Lyrics
If I Fail Lyrics
If My Homie Calls Lyrics
If There Be Pain Lyrics
In The Depths Of Solitude Lyrics
In the Event of My Demise Lyrics
International Lyrics
Intro Lyrics
Intro (Better Dayz) Lyrics
Intro (Resurrection) Lyrics
Intro (The Rose, Vol. 2) Lyrics
Intro/Bomb First (My Second Reply) Lyrics
It Ain't Easy Lyrics
Just Like Daddy Lyrics
Keep Ya Head Up Lyrics
Killuminati Lyrics
Krazy Lyrics
Lady Liberty Needs Glasses Lyrics
Last One Breathin' Lyrics
Last Ones Left Lyrics
Last Wordz Lyrics
Lastonesleft Lyrics
Late Night Lyrics
Let Em Have It Lyrics
Let Em Have It Remix Lyrics
Let Em Have It Remix Feat Left Eye Lyrics
Let Them Thangs Go Lyrics
Letter 2 My Unborn Lyrics
Letter to the President Lyrics
Lie To Kick It Lyrics
Life's So Hard Lyrics
Life Goes On Lyrics
Life Is A Traffic Jam Lyrics
Life Of An Outlaw Lyrics
Life Through My Eyes Lyrics
Lil' Homies Lyrics
Lil Hommies Lyrics
Lord Knows Lyrics
Lord Knowz Lyrics
Lost Souls Lyrics
Lost Soulz Lyrics
Loyal To The Game Lyrics

Loyal To The Game (DJ Quik Remix) Lyrics
Made Niggaz Lyrics
Mama's Just A Little Girl Lyrics
Me Against The World Lyrics
Me And My Girlfriend Lyrics
Military Minds Lyrics
Movin' On Lyrics
My Block (Remix) Lyrics
My Burnin' Heart Lyrics
My Closest Roaddogz Lyrics
M.O.B. Lyrics
Never B Peace Lyrics
Never Be Beat Lyrics
Never Be Peace In My Dreams (ft. The Game) Lyrics
Never Call U Bitch Again Lyrics
Never Had A Friend Like Me Lyrics
Niggaz Nature Lyrics
Niggaz Nature Remix Lyrics
No More Pain Lyrics
Nothin' But Love Lyrics
Nothin But Love Lyrics
Nothing To Lose Lyrics
N.I.G.G.A (Never Ignorant About Getting Goals Accomplished) Lyrics
Old School Lyrics
One Day At A Time Lyrics
Only 4 the Righteous Lyrics
Only Fear Of Death Lyrics
Only God Can Judge Me Lyrics
Open Fire Lyrics
Out On Bail Lyrics
Outlaw Lyrics
Outro Lyrics
Pac's Life Lyrics
Pac's Theme Lyrics
Pac's Theme (Interlude) Lyrics
Pain Lyrics
Panther Power Lyrics
Papa'z Song Lyrics
Part Time Mutha Lyrics
Peep Game Lyrics
Picture Me Rollin' Lyrics
Playa Cardz Right (Female) Lyrics
Playa Cardz Right (Male) Lyrics
Po Nigga Blues Lyrics
Po Nigga Blues (Scott Storch Remix) Lyrics
Poetry By Amber & Morgan Of Pacskids Lyrics
Point The Finga Lyrics
Point The Finger Lyrics
Pour Out A Little Liquor Lyrics
Power Of A Smile Lyrics
R U Still Down? (Remember Me) Lyrics
R U Still Down?(Remember Me) Lyrics
Raise Up Off These Nuts Lyrics
Ratha Be Ya Nigga Lyrics
Ready 4 Whatever Lyrics
Rebel Of The Underground Lyrics
Redemption Lyrics
Representin' 93 Lyrics
Representin '93 Lyrics
Revolution Lyrics
Run Tha Streetz Lyrics

Runnin' Lyrics
Runnin' (Dying To Live) Lyrics
Runnin On E Lyrics
Runnin On E Feat Outlawz Lyrics
Runnin (Street Version) Lyrics
Running (Dying To Live) Lyrics
Same Song Lyrics
Secretz Of War Lyrics
Shit Don't Stop Lyrics
Shit don't Stop (feat. Y.N.V.) Lyrics
Shorty Wanna Be A Thug Lyrics
Skandalouz Lyrics
Sleep Lyrics
Slippin' Into Darkness Lyrics
Smile Lyrics
Smile for Me Now Lyrics
Smoke Weed All Day Lyrics
So Many Tears Lyrics
So Much Pain Lyrics
Soldier Like Me Lyrics
Soldier Like Me (Return of The Soulja) Lyrics
Something 2 Die 4 Lyrics
Something 2 Die 4 (Interlude) Lyrics
Something Wicked Lyrics
Sometimes I Cry Lyrics
Soon As I Get Home Lyrics
Soulja's Revenge Lyrics
Soulja's Story Lyrics
Souljah's Revenge Lyrics
Starin' Through My Rear View Lyrics
Starin'Thru My Rearview Lyrics
Staring Through My Rearview Lyrics
Starry night Lyrics
Starry Night (Feat Quincy Jones & Mac Mall) Lyrics
Static Lyrics
Stay True Lyrics
Still Ballin Lyrics
Still Ballin' Lyrics
Still I Rise Lyrics
Str8 Ballin Lyrics
Str8 Ballin' Lyrics
Street Fame Lyrics
Streetz R Deathrow Lyrics
Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z. Lyrics
Strugglin' Lyrics
Tattoo Tears Lyrics
Teardrops and Closed Caskets Lyrics
Tears of a Teenage Mother Lyrics
Temptations Lyrics
Tha Lunatic Lyrics
Tha Streetz R Deathrow Lyrics
The Eternal Lament Lyrics
The Fear in the Heart of a Man Lyrics
The Good Die Young Lyrics
The Realist Killaz Lyrics
The Realist Killaz' Lyrics
The Rose that Grew from Concrete Lyrics
The Streetz R Deathrow Lyrics
The Uppercut Lyrics
There U Go Lyrics
They Don't Give A Fuck About Us Lyrics
They Tryna Murder Me Lyrics

This Ain't Livin Lyrics
This Life I Lead Lyrics
Thug 4 Life Lyrics
Thug 8 2 Good 4 U Lyrics
Thug Blues Lyrics
Thug For Life Lyrics
Thug Love Lyrics
Thug Mansion Lyrics
Thug N U Thug N Me Lyrics
Thug N U Thug N Me Remix Feat K-Ci & JoJo Lyrics
Thug N U Thug N Me (Remix) Lyrics
Thug Nature Lyrics
Thug Passion Lyrics
Thug Style Lyrics
Thugs Get Lonely Too Lyrics
Thugs Get Lonely Too Lyrics Lyrics
Thugz Mansion Lyrics
Thugz Mansion - Nas Acoustic Lyrics
Thugz Mansion (Acoustic) Lyrics
To Live and Die in LA Lyrics
To Live & Die In L.A. Lyrics
Toss It Up Lyrics
Tradin' War Stories Lyrics
Tradin War Stories Lyrics
Trapped Lyrics
Troublesome 96' Lyrics
Tupac Interlude Lyrics
U Can Be Touched Lyrics
U Can Call Lyrics
U Don't Have 2 Worry Lyrics
U R Ripping Us Apart!!! Lyrics
Unconditional Love Lyrics
Under Pressure Lyrics
Until The End Of Time Lyrics
Until The End Of Time Feat R.L. From Next Lyrics
Until the End of Time RP Remix Lyrics
Until The End Of Time RP Remix Feat Richard Page Lyrics
Untouchable (Swiss Beatz Remix) Lyrics
Violent Lyrics
Wake Me When I'm Free Lyrics
Wanted Dead or Alive Lyrics
What'z Ya Phone # Lyrics
What'z Ya Phone #? Lyrics
What of a Love Unspoken Lyrics
What of Fame? Lyrics
Whatcha Gonna Do Lyrics
Whatz Next Lyrics
When I Get Free Lyrics
When I Get Free 2 Lyrics
When I Get Free Feat J. Valentine Lyrics
When I Get Free II Lyrics
When the heart Turns Cold Lyrics
When Thugz Cry Lyrics
When Ur Hero Falls Lyrics
When Ure Heart Turns Cold Lyrics
When We Ride Lyrics
When We Ride On Our Enemies Lyrics
Where Do We Go From Here (interlude) Lyrics
Where There Is A Will... Lyrics
White Man's World Lyrics

Who Do U Believe In Lyrics
Who Do You Believe In? Lyrics
Who Do You Love Lyrics
Who Do You Love? Lyrics
Why Must U Be Unfaithful Lyrics
Why U Turn On Me Lyrics
Why You Turning On Me ? Lyrics
Wife 4 Life Lyrics
Wonder Why They Call U Lyrics
Wonder Why They Call U Bytch Lyrics
Words 2 My First Born Lyrics
Words Of Wisdom Lyrics
Words to my first born Lyrics
World Wide Mob Figgaz Lyrics
Y'all Don't Know Us Lyrics
Young Black Male Lyrics
Young Niggaz Lyrics

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Tupac Shakur

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Also known as 2Pac, Makaveli
Born June 16, 1971(1971-06-16)
New York City, New York, United States
Origin Los Angeles, California, United States
Died September 13, 1996 (aged 25)
Las Vegas, Nevada, United States
Genre(s) Hip hop
Occupation(s) Rapper, actor, record producer, poet, screenwriter, activist
Label(s) Interscope, Out Da Gutta, Death Row, Makaveli, Amaru
Associated
acts Outlawz, Thug Life, Digital Underground

Tupac Amaru Shakur (June 16, 1971 – September 13, 1996), also known by his stage names 2Pac, Makaveli, or simply Pac, was an American artist renowned for his rapping and hip hop music, as well as his movie roles, poetry, and his social activism. He is recognized in the Guinness Book of World Records as the highest-selling rap artist, with over 75,000,000 albums sold worldwide, including over 50,000,000 in the United States alone.[1] Most of Shakur's songs are about growing up around violence and hardship in ghettos, racism, problems in society, and sometimes qualms with other rappers. Shakur's work is known for advocating political, economic, social, and racial equality as well as his raw descriptions of violence, drug and alcohol abuse, and conflicts with the law. Many fans, critics, and industry insiders rank him as the greatest rapper ever.[2][3]

In 1990, Shakur was a roadie and backup dancer for the alternative hip hop group Digital Underground. Shakur's debut album, 2Pacalypse Now, gained critical recognition and backlash for its controversial lyrics. Shakur became the target of lawsuits and experienced other legal problems. Later, he was shot five times and robbed in a recording studio lobby in Manhattan, New York City, New York. Following the occurrence, Shakur grew suspicious that other figures in the rap industry had prior knowledge of the incident and did not warn him; the controversy helped spark the East Coast-West Coast hip hop rivalry. After serving eleven months of his sentence, Shakur was released from prison on an appeal financed by Marion "Suge" Knight, the CEO of Death Row Records. In exchange for Knight's assistance, Shakur agreed to release three records under the Death Row label. Shakur's fifth record, the first double-disc release in hip hop history All Eyez on Me, counted as two albums. On September 7, 1996, Shakur was shot four times in a drive-by shooting in Las Vegas, Nevada, and died six days later of respiratory failure and cardiac arrest at the University Medical Center.

Biography

Early life
Tupac Amaru Shakur was born in the East Harlem section of Manhattan in New York City, New York.[4] He was named after Túpac Amaru II, an Incan revolutionary who led a Peruvian uprising against Spain and subsequently received capital punishment. His mother, Afeni Shakur, was an active member of the Black Panther Party in New York in the late 1960s and early 1970s; Shakur was born just one month after her acquittal on more than 100 charges of "Conspiracy against the United States government and New York landmarks" in the New York Panther 21 court case.[5] Although officially unconfirmed by the Shakur family,[6] several sources list his birth name as either "Parish Lesane Crooks"[7][8] or "Lesane Parish Crooks".[9] Afeni feared her enemies would attack her son, and disguised their relation using a different last name, only to change it three months[7] or a year later, following her marriage to Mutulu Shakur.

Struggle and incarceration surrounded Shakur from an early age. His godfather, Elmer "Geronimo" Pratt, a high ranking Black Panther, was convicted of murdering a school teacher during a 1968 robbery, although his sentence was later overturned. His stepfather, Mutulu Shakur, spent four years at large on the FBI's Ten Most Wanted Fugitives list beginning in 1982, when Shakur was a pre-teen. Mutulu was wanted in part for having helped his sister Assata Shakur (also known as Joanne Chesimard), Tupac's godmother, to escape from a penitentiary in New Jersey, where she had been incarcerated for allegedly shooting a state trooper to death in 1973. Mutulu was caught in 1986 and imprisoned for an attempted robbery of a Brinks armored car in which two police officers and a guard were killed.[10] Tupac had a half-sister, Sekyiwa, two years his junior, and an older step-brother, Mopreme "Komani" Shakur, who appeared on many of his recordings.

At the age of twelve, Shakur enrolled in Harlem's famous "127th Street Ensemble." His first major role with this acting troupe was as Travis in A Raisin in the Sun. In 1984, his family relocated to Baltimore, Maryland,[11] After completing his second year at Paul Lawrence Dunbar High School he transferred to the Baltimore School for the Arts, where he studied acting, poetry, jazz, and ballet. He performed in Shakespeare plays, and in the role of the Mouse King in The Nutcracker.[10] Shakur, accompanied by one of his friends, Dana "Mouse" Smith, as his beatbox, won most of the many rap competitions that he participated in and was considered to be the best rapper in his school.[12] Although he lacked trendy clothing, he was one of the most popular kids in his school because of his sense of humor, superior rapping skills, and ability to mix in with all crowds.[12] He developed a close friendship with a young Jada Pinkett (later Jada Pinkett Smith) that lasted until Shakur's death. In the documentary Tupac: Resurrection, Shakur says, "Jada is my heart. She will be my friend for my whole life," and Smith calls Shakur "one of my best friends. He was like a brother. It was beyond friendship for us. The type of relationship we had, you only get that once in a lifetime." A poem written by Shakur titled "Jada" appears in his book, The Rose That Grew From Concrete, which also includes a poem dedicated to Smith called "The Tears in Cupid's Eyes".

In June 1988, Shakur and his family moved once again, this time to Marin City, California, where he attended Tamalpais High School. He joined the Ensemble Theater Company (ETC) to pursue his career in entertainment. His mother's crack addiction led him to move into Leila Steinberg's home with his friend Ray Luv at the age of seventeen and he eventually dropped out of high school. Leila Steinberg acted as a literary mentor to Shakur, an avid reader. Steinberg has kept copies of the books that he read, which include J.D. Salinger's Catcher in the Rye, Jamaica Kincaid's At the Bottom of the River, Herman Melville's Moby Dick, Eileen Southern's Music of Black Americans, and the feminist writings of Alice Walker and Robin Morgan.[13] Most of these books were read before the age of twenty.[14] It has been said that Shakur was, in fact, more well-read and intellectually well-rounded at that age than the average student in the first year class of most Ivy League institutions.[15] In 1989, Leila Steinberg organized a concert with Shakur's group, Strictly Dope. The concert lead to him being signed with Atron Gregory who set him up with Digital Underground. In 1990, he was hired as a back-up dancer and roadie for up-and-coming rap group Digital Underground.[16]

Early career
Shakur's professional entertainment career began in early 1991, when he debuted his rapping skills on "Same Song" from the Digital Underground album This is an EP Release. Also in 1991, he appeared in the music video for "Same Song". In late 1991, after his rap debut, Shakur performed with Digital Underground again on the album Sons Of The P. Later that year, he released his first solo album, 2Pacalypse Now. Initially he had trouble marketing his solo debut, but Interscope Records' executives Ted Field and Tom Whalley eventually agreed to distribute the record.

Shakur claimed his first album was aimed at the problems facing young black males, but it was publicly criticized for its graphic language and images of violence by and against law enforcement.[17] In one instance, a young man admitted his killing of a Texas-based trooper was influenced by the album. Former Vice President Dan Quayle publicly denounced the album as having "no place in our society".[citation needed] 2Pacalypse Now did not do as well on the charts as future albums, spawning no top ten hits. His second record, Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z., was released in 1993. The album, produced mostly in part by Randy "Stretch" Walker (Shakur's closest friend and associate at the time) and the Live Squad, generated two hits, "Keep Ya Head Up" and "I Get Around", the latter featuring guest appearances by members of the Digital Underground.

Acting career
In addition to rapping and hip hop music, Shakur acted in films. He made his first film appearance in the 1991 motion picture Nothing But Trouble, as part of a cameo by the Digital Underground. His first starring role was in the 1992 movie Juice. In this story, he played the character Bishop, a trigger happy teen, for which he was hailed by Rolling Stone's Peter Travers as "the film's most magnetic figure."[citation needed] He went on to star with Janet Jackson in Poetic Justice and Marlon Wayans in Above the Rim. After his death, three of Shakur's completed films, Bullet, Gridlock'd and Gang Related, were posthumously released.

He had also been slated to star in the Hughes brothers' film Menace II Society but was replaced by Larenz Tate after assaulting one of the directors as a result of a quarrel.[citation needed] Director John Singleton mentioned that he wrote the script for Baby Boy with Shakur in mind for the leading role.[18] It was eventually filmed with Tyrese Gibson in his place and released in 2001, five years after Shakur's death. The movie features a mural of Shakur in the protagonist's bedroom as well as featuring the song "Hail Mary" in the movie's score.

Thug Life
See also: Thug Life
In late 1993, Shakur formed the group Thug Life with a number of his friends, including Big Syke, Macadoshis, his step-brother Mopreme Shakur, and Rated R. The group released their first and only record album Thug Life Vol. 1 on September 26, 1994. The group usually performed their concerts without Shakur.[19]

The concept of "Thug Life" was viewed by Shakur as a philosophy for life. He developed the word into a backronym standing for "The Hate U Give Little Infants Fucks Everybody". He declared that the dictionary definition of a "thug" as being a rogue or criminal was not how he used the term, but rather he meant someone who came from oppressive or squalid background and little opportunity but still made a life for themselves and were proud.

Controversy

Legal issues
Even as he garnered attention as a rapper and actor, Shakur gained notoriety for his conflicts with the law. In October 1991, he filed a $10 million civil suit against the law enforcement of the Oakland Police Department, alleging they brutally beat him for jaywalking. The suit was later settled for $42,000.[20][21]

In October 1993, in Atlanta, Georgia, Shakur shot two off-duty police officers (one in the leg, one in the buttocks) who were harassing a black motorist. Charges against Shakur were dismissed when it was discovered that both officers were intoxicated and were in possession of stolen weapons from an evidence locker during the occasion.[22]

In December 1993, Shakur was charged with sexually abusing a woman in his hotel room. According to the complaint, Shakur sodomized the woman and then encouraged his friends to sexually abuse her. Shakur vehemently denied the charges. He had prior relations days earlier with the woman who was pressing the charges against him. She performed oral sex on him on a club dance floor and the two later had consensual sex in his hotel room. The allegations were made after she revisited his hotel room for the second time where she engaged in sexual activity with his friends and alleged that Shakur and his entourage had gang-raped her, saying to him while leaving, "How could you do this to me?"[23] Shakur stated he had fallen asleep shortly after she arrived and later awoke to her accusations and legal threats. He later said he felt guilty for leaving her alone and did not want anyone else to go to jail, but at the same time he did not want to go to jail for a crime he didn't commit. Shakur was convicted of sexual abuse. In sentencing Shakur to one-and-a-half years in a correctional facility, the judge described the crime as "an act of brutal violence against a helpless woman".[24]

In 1994, he was convicted of attacking a former employer while on a music video set. He was sentenced to 15 days in jail with additional days on a highway work crew, community service, and a $2000 fine. In 1995, a wrongful death was brought against Shakur for a 1992 shooting that killed Qa'id Walker-Teal, a six-year old of Marin City, California. The child had been the victim of a stray bullet in a shootout between Shakur's entourage and a rival group, though the ballistics tests proved the bullet was not from Shakur or any members of his entourage's guns. Criminal charges were not sought, and Shakur settled with the family for an amount estimated between $300,000 and $500,000.[25][26] After serving part of his sentence upon a conviction, he was released on bail pending his appeal. On April 5, 1996, a judge sentenced him to serve 120 days in jail for violating terms of probation.[27]

November 1994 shooting
On the night of November 30, 1994, the day before the verdict in his sexual abuse trial was to be announced, Shakur was shot five times and robbed after entering the lobby of the Quad Recording Studios in Manhattan, New York City, New York, by two armed black men in army fatique. He would later accuse Puff Daddy, Andre Harrell, and Biggie Smalls — whom he saw after the shooting — of setting him up. Shakur also suspected his close friend and associate, Randy "Stretch" Walker, of being involved in the attempt. According to the doctors at Bellevue Hospital, where he was admitted immediately following the incident, Shakur had received five bullet wounds; twice in the head, twice in the groin and once through the arm and thigh. He checked out of the hospital, against doctor's orders, three hours after surgery. In the day that followed, Shakur entered the courthouse in a wheelchair and was found guilty of three counts of molestation, but innocent of six others, including sodomy.

On November 30, 1995, exactly one year to the day of the shooting, Stretch was killed in an execution-style murder in Queens.

Prison sentence

Shakur in a police mug shot (March 8, 1995)Shakur began serving his prison sentence at Clinton Correctional Facility on February 14, 1995. Shortly afterwards, he released his multi-platinum album Me Against the World. Shakur is the only artist ever to have an album at number one on the Billboard 200 while serving a prison sentence. The album made its debut on the Billboard 200 and stayed at the top of the charts for five weeks. The record album had first week sales of 240,000 copies which was the record for highest first week sales for a solo male rap artist at the time.[28] He married his long-time girlfriend, Keisha Morris, while serving his sentence. This marriage was later annulled. While imprisoned, Shakur read many books by Niccolò Machiavelli, Sun Tzu's The Art of War and other works of political philosophy and strategy.[29] He also wrote a screenplay titled Live 2 Tell while incarcerated, a story about an adolescent who becomes a drug baron.[30]

In October 1995, Shakur's case was on appeal but due to all of his legal fees he could not raise the $1.4 million bail. After serving eleven months of his one-and-a-half year to four-and-a-half year sentence,[31] Shakur was released from the penitentiary, due in large part to the help and influence of Marion "Suge" Knight, CEO of Death Row Records. Knight posted $1.4 million bail pending appeal of the conviction, in exchange for which Shakur was obligated to release three albums for the Death Row label.[32]

Life on Death Row Records

Image of Shakur, Snoop "Doggy" Dogg, and Suge Knight during Shakur's tenure on Death Row (1996)Upon his release from Clinton Correctional Facility, Shakur immediately went back to song recording. He began a new group, The Outlawz, and with them released the diss track "Hit 'Em Up", a scathing lyrical assault on Biggie Smalls and others associated with him. In the track, Shakur claimed to have had intercourse with Faith Evans, Biggie's wife at the time, and attacks Bad Boy's street credibility. Though no hard evidence suggests so, Shakur was convinced that some members associated with Bad Boy had known about the shooting beforehand due to their behavior that night and what his sources told him.

Shakur aligned himself with Death Row's CEO Suge Knight, who was already bitter toward Combs and his successful Bad Boy label; this added fuel to building an East Coast-West Coast conflict. Both sides remained bitter enemies until Shakur's death.

In February 1996, Shakur released his fourth solo album, All Eyez on Me. This double album was the first and second of his three-album commitment to Death Row Records. It sold over nine million copies.[33] The record was a general departure from the introspective subject matter of Me Against the World, being more oriented toward a thug and gangsta mentality. Shakur continued his recordings despite increasing problems at the Death Row label. Dr. Dre left his post as house producer to form his own label, Aftermath. Knight was under investigation for illegal and unethical activities and business practices.[citation needed] Despite these problems, Shakur produced hundreds of tracks during his time at Death Row, most of which would be released on posthumous albums such as Better Dayz and Until the End of Time. He also began the process of recording an album with the Boot Camp Clik and their label Duck Down Records, both New York-based, entitled One Nation.

Makaveli

The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day TheoryWhile incarcerated in Clinton Correctional Facility, Shakur read and studied Niccolò Machiavelli and other published works, which inspired his pseudonym "Makaveli" under which he released the record album The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory. The album presents a stark contrast to previous works. Throughout the album, Shakur continues to focus on the themes of pain and aggression, making this album one of the emotionally darker works of his career. Shakur wrote and recorded all the lyrics in only three days and the production took another four days, combining for a total of seven days to complete the album (hence the name). The album was completely finished before Shakur died and Shakur had complete creative input on the album from the name of the album to the cover, which Shakur chose to symbolize how the media had crucified him. The record debuted at number one and sold 663,000 copies in the first week.[34] Shakur had plans of starting Makaveli Records which would have included the Wu-Tang Clan, The Outlawz, Big Daddy Kane, Big Syke, and Gang Starr.

September 1996 shooting

The famous photograph of Shakur's last moment alive, taken just minutes before the shooting, from the cover of the book The Killing of Tupac Shakur by Cathy ScottOn the night of September 7, 1996, Shakur attended the Mike Tyson - Bruce Seldon boxing match at the MGM Grand in Las Vegas, Nevada. After the fight, one of Suge Knight's associates spotted 21 year-old Orlando "Baby Lane" Anderson, a member of the Southside Crips, in the MGM Grand lobby and had Shakur notified. Shakur rushed Anderson and knocked him to the ground. Shakur's entourage, as well as Knight and his followers assisted in beating down Anderson. The event was captured on the hotel's video surveillance. A few weeks earlier, Anderson and a group of Crips robbed a member of Death Row's entourage in a Foot Locker store, precipitating Shakur's onset. After the brawl, Shakur went to rendezvous with Knight to go to Death Row-owned Club 662 (now known as restaurant/club Seven). He rode in Knight's 1996 black BMW 750i sedan as part of a larger convoy with some of Shakur's friends, The Outlawz, and bodyguards.

At 10:55 p.m., while paused at a red light, Shakur rolled down his window and a photographer took their photo.[35] At around 11:00-11:05 p.m., they were halted on Las Vegas Blvd. by Metro bicycle cops for playing the car stereo too loud and not having license plates, which were then found in the trunk of Knight's vehicle and upon not being fined, they were released a few minutes later.[36][35] At nearly 11:10 p.m., while stopped at a red light at Flamingo Road near the intersection of Koval Lane in front of the Maxim Hotel, a vehicle accompanied by two women pulled over to an intersection on their right side. Shakur, who was standing up through the sunroof, exchanged words with the two women, and invited them to go to Club 662.[35] At approximately 11:15 p.m., a white, four-door, late-model, Cadillac rode towards the sedan's right side, rolled down one of their windows, and rapidly fired around twelve to thirteen shots. Shakur was fatally struck by four rounds; one hit him in the chest, the pelvis, and his right hand and thigh.[37][35] One of the rounds apparently richocheted into Shakur's right lung.[38] Knight was grazed in the head by shrapnel, though it is thought that a bullet grazed him.[39] According to Knight, a bullet from the gunfire had been lodged in his skull, however, medical reports later contradicted this statement.[40]

At the time of the shooting, Shakur was riding alongside Knight, with his bodyguard following behind in a vehicle belonging to Kidada Jones, Shakur's then-fiancée. The bodyguard, Frank Alexander, stated that when he was about to ride along with the rapper in Knight's car, Shakur asked him to drive Kidada Jones' car instead just in case they were too drunk and needed additional vehicles from Club 662 back to the hotel. Shortly after the shootings, the bodyguard reported in his documentary, Before I Wake, that one of the convoy's cars drove off after the assailant but he never heard back from the occupants.

After arriving on the scene, police and paramedics took Shakur and Knight to the University Medical Center. According to an interview with one of Shakur's closest friends and music video director Gobi, while at the hospital, he received news from a Death Row marketing employee that the shooters had called the record label and were sending death threats aimed at Shakur, claiming that they were going there to "finish him off".[41] Upon hearing this, Gobi immediately alerted the Las Vegas police, but the police claimed they were understaffed and no one could be sent.[41] Nonetheless, the shooters never arrived.[41] At the hospital, Shakur was in and out of consciousness; heavily sedated, breathed through a ventilator and respirator, was placed on life support machines, and was ultimately put under a barbiturate-induced coma after repeatedly trying to get out of the bed.[42][41][37]

Despite having been resuscitated in a trauma center, surviving a multitude of surgeries (as well the removal of a failed right lung), Shakur had gotten through the critical phase of the medical therapy and had a fifty percent chance of pulling through.[38] Gobi lefted the medical center after perceiving that Shakur made a thirteen percent recovery on the sixth night.[41] While in Critical Care Unit on the afternoon of September 13, 1996, Shakur died of internal bleeding; doctors attempted to revive him but could not stop his hemorrhaging.[42][37] His mother, Afeni Shakur, made the decision to tell the doctors to stop.[42][38] He was pronounced dead at 4:03 p.m. (PDT)[37] The official cause of death was respiratory failure and cardiopulmonary arrest in connection with multiple gunshot wounds.[37] Afterwards, Shakur's body was cremated; Shakur's ashes were spread over L.A., the Pacific Ocean, his aunt's land, and his mother's land in North Carolina, and some was mixed with cannabis and smoked by The Outlawz.[43] Family and friends spread the remaining ashes during a ceremony in Soweto, South Africa. The ceremony was delayed from September 13, 2006, to June 16, 2007, which would have been Shakur's 36th birthday.[44]

Hearsay of the crime
Due largely to the perceived lack of progress on the case by law enforcement, many independent investigations and theories of the murder have emerged. Because of the acrimony between him and rapper Biggie Smalls, there was speculation from the outset about the possibility of Biggie's collaboration in the murder. He, as well his family, relatives, and associates, have vehemently denied the accusation.[45] In a notable 2002 investigation by the Los Angeles Times, writer Chuck Phillips claimed to have uncovered evidence implicating Biggie, in addition to Orlando Anderson and the Southside Crips, in the attack.[46] In the article, Phillips quoted unnamed gang-member sources who claimed Biggie had ties to the Crips, often hiring them for security during West Coast appearances. Phillips' informants also state that Biggie gave the gang members one of his own guns for use in the slaying of Shakur, and that he set out a $1,000,000 contract on Shakur's life. By the time Phillips' specific allegations were published, Biggie himself had been murdered.[47]

In support of their claims, Biggie's family submitted documentation to MTV insinuating that he was working in a New York-based recording studio the night of the shooting. His manager Wayne Barrow and fellow rapper James "Lil' Cease" Lloyd made public announcements denying Biggie's partaking in the crime and claimed further that they were both with him in the recording studio during the night of the event.

The high profile nature of the killing and ensuing gang violence caught the attention of British filmmaker Nick Broomfield, who made the documentary film Biggie & Tupac which examines the lack of progress in the case by speaking to those close to the two slain rappers and the investigation. Shakur's close childhood friend and member of The Outlawz, Yafeu "Yaki Kadafi" Fula, was in the convoy when the shooting occurred and indicated to police that he might be able to identify the assailants. He was shot and killed shortly thereafter in a housing project in Irvington, New Jersey.[48]

In the first few seconds of the song "Intro/Bomb First (My Second Reply)" on the record album The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory, Shakur can be heard saying "Shoulda shot me".[49][50] While some believed that Suge Knight may have orchestrated Shakur's murder, theorists mistook the statement in the song as "Suge shot me" or "Suge shot 'em" until confirmation by multiple audio tests and confirmation from members of The Outlawz. This, along with reports of Knight's strong-arm tactics with artists and other illegal business tactics including involvement with the Mob Piru Bloods street gang gave rise to a theory that Knight was complicit in the homicide, as it was supposedly reported that Knight owed Shakur up to $17,000,000 in back royalties, but no evidence has been provided to support this theory.

Other theories have been put forth, including a conspiracy theory that Shakur is alive and well, but in hiding. Supporters of these theories point to the symbolism in Shakur's The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory album and in the music video for "I Ain't Mad at Cha". Efforts exposing these conspiracy theories include 2Pac Lives The Death of Makaveli / The Resurrection of Tupac Amaru (Volume 1) released in 2005.

A new DVD titled Tupac Revelation will be released on October 23, 2007, more than eleven years after Shakur's murder. It will explore aspects circulating the shooting and provide new insight about the cold case with details by Shakur's bodyguard, Frank Alexander.

Euphanasia
Near the end of his life, Shakur founded a movie development company called Euphanasia.[51] Euphanasia is a constellation of euthanasia and euphoria.[citation needed] He wore the company chain (a silver chain with a medallion depicting the Black Angel of Death) on September 4, 1996, during the 1996 MTV Video Music Awards. He wore it again on September 7, 1996, during the Mike Tyson vs. Bruce Seldon bout and when he was shot later that night.[51] Shakur was evidently planning to start writing and directing his own films which would be developed by Euphanasia; the company never did anything due to his death.[51]

Style and influences
"Changes"

Arguably one of Tupac Shakur's most famous and influential songs, "Changes", from his album Greatest Hits, released posthumously in 1998.
"Hit 'Em Up"

In "Hit 'Em Up," one of the most famous "diss songs", he verbally attacked foe rapper Biggie Smalls and other Bad Boy members, including Junior M.A.F.I.A. and Faith Evans. Among others targeted were Mobb Deep and Chino XL.

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All Eyez on Me, Shakur's 1996 albumShakur's first record album, 2Pacalypse Now, revealed the socially conscious side of Shakur. On this album Shakur attacked social injustice, poverty and police brutality on songs "Brenda's Got a Baby", "Trapped" and "Part Time Mutha". His style on this album was highly influenced by the social consciousness and Afrocentrism pervading hip hop in the late 1980s and early 1990s. On this initial release, Shakur helped extend the legacy of such rap groups as Boogie Down Productions, Public Enemy, X-Clan, and Grandmaster Flash, as he became one of the first major socially conscious rappers from the West Coast.

On his second record, Shakur continued to rap about the social ills facing African-Americans, with songs like "The Streetz R Deathrow" and "Last Wordz." He also showed his compassionate side with the inspirational anthem "Keep Ya Head Up", while simultaneously putting his legendary aggressiveness on display with the title track from the album Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z. he added a salute to his former group Digital Underground by including them on the playful track "I Get Around". Throughout his career, an increasingly aggressive attitude can be seen pervading Shakur's subsequent albums.

The contradictory themes of social inequality and injustice, unbridled aggression, compassion, playfulness, and hope all continued to shape Shakur's work, as witnessed with the release of his incendiary 1995 album Me Against the World. In 1996, Shakur released All Eyez on Me. Many of these tracks are considered by many critics to be classics, including "Ambitionz Az a Ridah", "I Ain't Mad at Cha", "California Love", "Life Goes On" and "Picture Me Rollin'".; All Eyez on Me was a change of style from his earlier works. While still containing conscious songs and themes, Shakur's album was heavily influenced by party tracks and tended to have a more "feel good" vibe than his first albums. Shakur described it as a celebration of life. Nonetheless, the record was critically and commercially successful.

Shakur was a voracious reader. He was inspired by a wide variety of writers, including Niccolò Machiavelli, Donald Goines, Sun Tzu, Kurt Vonnegut, Mikhail Bakunin, Maya Angelou, Alice Walker, and Khalil Gibran. In his book, Dyson describes the experience of visiting the home of Shakur's friend and promoter Leila Sternberg to find "the sea of books" once owned by Shakur.[52]

Shakur's work has insinuated many modern hip hop artists. Eminem,[53] Nas,[54] Lloyd Banks,[55] Rick Ross,[56] Ja Rule, The Game, and 50 Cent[57] all acknowledge his influence on their work. The likes of Snoop Dogg, Diddy, Pharrell, Ghostface Killah, Lil' Scrappy, DMX, Lil' Jon, Mary J. Blige, Juvenile, Outkast, Jermaine Dupri, WC, Sean Paul, Ice Cube, Missy Elliott, Mike Tyson and Nelly have all named songs by Shakur that they personally enjoyed.[58]

Legacy
Shakur has one of the largest personal legacies of any music artist in history. The music and messages in his work pervaded the styles of the following generations and his music had great impact all over the nation and world. At a Mobb Deep concert following the death of the famed icon and release of The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory, Cormega recalled in an interview that the fans were all shouting "Makaveli",[59] and emphasized the influence of the The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory and of Shakur himself even in New York at the height of the media-dubbed 'intercoastal rivalry'. About.com named Shakur the most influential rapper ever.[citation needed]

To preserve Shakur's legacy, his mother founded the Shakur Family Foundation (later re-named the Tupac Amaru Shakur Foundation or TASF) in 1997. The TASF's stated mission is to "provide training and support for students who aspire to enhance their creative talents." The TASF sponsors essay contests, charity events, a performing arts day camp for teenagers and undergraduate scholarships. The Foundation officially opened the Tupac Amaru Shakur Center for the Arts (TASCA) in Stone Mountain, Georgia, on June 11, 2005.

A bronze statue of Shakur at the Peace Garden in Stone Mountain, Georgia.On November 14, 2003, a documentary about Shakur entitled Tupac: Resurrection was released under the supervision of his mother and narrated entirely in his voice. It was nominated for Best Documentary in the 2005 Academy Awards. Proceeds will go to a charity set up by his mother, Afeni Shakur.

On April 17, 2003, Harvard University co-sponsored an academic symposium entitled "All Eyez on Me: Tupac Shakur and the Search for the Modern Folk Hero." The speakers discussed a wide range of topics dealing with Shakur's impact on everything from entertainment to sociology.[60]

Many of the speakers discussed Shakur's status and public persona, including State University of New York English professor Mark Anthony Neal who gave the talk "Thug Nigga Intellectual: Tupac as Celebrity Gramscian" in which he argued that Shakur was an example of the "organic intellectual" expressing the concerns of a larger group.[61] Professor Neal has also indicated in his writings that the death of Shakur has left a "leadership void amongst hip-hop artists."[62] Neal further describes Tupac as a "walking contradiction", a status that allowed him to "make being an intellectual accessible to ordinary people".

A memorial of Tupac Shakur at the Virginia Polytechnic Institute and State University in Blacksburg, VirginiaProfessor of Communications Murray Forman, of Northeastern University, spoke of the mythical status surrounding Shakur's life and death. He addressed the symbolism and mythology surrounding Shakur's death in his talk entitled "Tupac Shakur: O.G. (Ostensibly Gone)". Among his findings were that Shakur's fans have "succeeded in resurrecting Tupac as an ethereal life force".[63] In "From Thug Life to Legend: Realization of a Black Folk Hero", Professor of Music at Northeastern University, Emmett Price, compared Shakur's public image to that of the trickster-figures of African-American folklore which gave rise to the urban "bad-man" persona of the post-slavery period. He ultimately described Shakur as a "prolific artist" who was "driven by a terrible sense of urgency" in a quest to "unify mind, body, and spirit".[64]

Michael Dyson, University of Pennsylvania Avalon Professor of Humanities and African American Studies and author of the book Holler If You Hear Me: Searching for Tupac Shakur[52] indicated that Shakur "spoke with brilliance and insight as someone who bears witness to the pain of those who would never have his platform. He told the truth, even as he struggled with the fragments of his identity."[52] At one Harvard Conference the theme was Shakur's impact on entertainment, race relations, politics and the "hero/martyr".[65] In late 1997, the University of California, Berkeley offered a student-led course entitled "History 98: Poetry and History of Tupac Shakur."[66]

In late 2003, the Makaveli Branded Clothing line was launched by Afeni Shakur.

In 2005, Death Row released Tupac: Live at the House of Blues. The DVD was the final recorded performance of Shakur's career, which took place in July 4, 1996, and features a plethora of Death Row artists.

In August 2006, Tupac Shakur Legacy was released. The interactive biography was written by Jamal Joseph. It features unseen family photographs, intimate stories, and over 20 removable reproductions of his handwritten song lyrics, contracts, scripts, poetry, and other personal papers.

Shakur's sixth posthumous studio album, Pac's Life, was released on November 21, 2006. It commemorates the 10th anniversary of Shakur's death. He is still considered one of the most popular artists in the music industry as of 2006.[67]

Discography
Main article: Tupac Shakur discography
Studio albums
1991: 2Pacalypse Now
1993: Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.
1994: Thug Life: Volume 1
1995: Me Against the World
1996: All Eyez on Me
1996: The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory
1997: R U Still Down? (Remember Me)
1998: Greatest Hits
1999: Still I Rise
2001: Until the End of Time
2002: Better Dayz
2004: Loyal to the Game
2006: Pac's Life
Top 10 Billboard singles
1991: "Brenda's Got a Baby"
1991: "If My Homie Calls"
1993: "I Get Around"
1993: "Keep Ya Head Up"
1995: "Dear Mama"
1995: "Old School"
1995: "So Many Tears"
1996: "California Love"
1996: "How Do You Want It"
1997: "To Live & Die in L.A."
1997: "Made Niggaz"
1997: "Do For Love"
1998: "Changes"
2002: "Thugz Mansion"
2003: "Runnin' (Dying to Live)"
2005: "Ghetto Gospel"
2006: "Pac's Life"

Filmography

Films
Year Title Role Notes
1991 Nothing But Trouble Himself (Brief appearance)
1992 Juice Bishop First starring role
1993 Poetic Justice Lucky Co-starred with Janet Jackson
1994 Above the Rim Birdie Co-starred with Marlon Wayans
1996 Bullet Tank Released one month after Shakur's death
1997 Gridlock'd Ezekiel 'Spoon' Whitmore Released several months after Shakur's death
1997 Gang Related Detective Rodríguez Shakur's last performance in a film
2003 Tupac: Resurrection Himself Official documentary
2008 Live 2 Tell Himself Expected in 2008
2009 Back 2 Thug Life Himself Expected in 2009 (EAnnounced)[68]

Documentaries
Shakur's life has been recognized in big and small documentaries each trying capture the many different events during his short lifetime, most notably the Academy Award-nominated Tupac: Resurrection, released in 2003.

1997: Tupac Shakur: Thug Immortal
1997: Tupac Shakur: Words Never Die (TV)
2001: Tupac Shakur: Before I Wake...
2001: Welcome to Deathrow
2002: Tupac Shakur: Thug Angel: The Life of an Outlaw
2002: Biggie & Tupac
2002: Tha Westside
2003: 2Pac 4 Ever
2003: Tupac: Resurrection
2004: Tupac vs.
2004: Tupac: The Hip Hop Genius (TV)
2006: So Many Years, So Many Tears
2007: Tupac Revelation
2008: Notorious (TV)

Books

Biographical
Tupac: Resurrection (2003) ISBN 0-7434-7435-X
Tupac Shakur Legacy (2006) ISBN 0-7432-9260-X
Tupac Remembered (2007) ISBN 1-9328-5576-9
Thru My Eyes: Thoughts on Tupac Shakur in Pictures and Words
Rebel for the Hell of It: The Life of Tupac Shakur
Death Rap Tupac Shakur
Tupac Shakur (They Died Too Young)
Got Your Back: The Life of a Bodyguard in the Hardcore World of Gangsta Rap
Back in the Day: My Life and Times With Tupac Shakur
The Killing of Tupac Shakur
Jesus and the Hip-Hop Prophets: Spiritual Insights from Lauryn Hill and Tupac Shakur
How Long Will They Mourn Me?: The Life and Legacy of Tupac Shakur
Holler If You Hear Me
Dear 2Pac
All Eyez on Me: The Life and Times of Tupac Shakur
Tupac (Hip Hop)
Tupac: A Thug Life
Tough Love: Cultural Criticism & Familial Observations on the life and death of Tupac Shakur (Black Words Series)
Tupac Shakur (Just the Facts Biographies)
Tupac Shakur (People in the News)
Tupac Shakur (Rock Music Library)
Tupac and Elvis (Inevitably Restless)
Tupac Shakur (Hip-Hop Stars)
Static: My Tupac Shakur Story
Tupac Shakur: 2Pac in the Studio (The Studio Years (1989 - 1996))

Poetry
The Rose That Grew From Concrete (1999) ISBN 0-671-02844-8
Inside a Thug's Heart (2004) ISBN 0-7582-0789-1

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Although Shakur's life was cut short in 1996, he still manages to hold and break new records even to this day.
In 1995, with the release of Me Against the World Shakur became the first music artist to be incarcerated and have a number one album on the Billboard 200 album at the same time. Me Against the World was written during Shakur's incarceration at Clinton Correctional Facility.
With the release of All Eyez on Me in 1996, Shakur became the first rapper ever to release a two-disc album.
In 1996, Shakur also became the first rap artist to release two number one albums on the Billboard 200 in the same year. Shakur's All Eyez on Me, released February 13, 1996, and his first record album released under the pseudonym, Makaveli, The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory, also released that year on November 5.
With over seventy-five million albums sold to date, Shakur is the highest selling rap artist of all-time. With very few updates on his sales, new albums still being released and the continued sales of his prior albums, this number continues to rise.
During his lifetime, and since his death, Tupac's body of work has always been highly regarded by his fans and entertainment industry insiders alike. Here are some of the industry and fan awards Shakur has received for his work:
At the American music awards held on January 29, 1996, he was awarded favorite rap/hip hop artist.
Shakur was inducted into the Hip-Hop Hall of Fame in 2002.[69]
In 2003, MTV's "22 Greatest MCs" countdown listed Tupac as the "number 1 MC", as voted by the viewers.[70]
In 2004, at the VH1 Hip Hop Honors Shakur was honored along with DJ Hollywood, Kool Herc, KRS-One, Public Enemy, Run-DMC, Rock Steady Crew, and Sugarhill Gang.[71]
A Vibe magazine poll in 2004 rated Shakur "the greatest rapper of all time" as voted by fans.
In 2005, Top Soundtrack Song of the Year: "Runnin' (Dying To Live)" from Tupac: Resurrection by Shakur featuring Biggie Smalls at the 18th Annual [SCAP Rhythm and Soul Music Awards].
Also in 2005, MTV listed Tupac's The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory (released under the pseudonym "Makaveli") as one of the "Top 10 Greatest Hip-Hop Albums of All Time."
At the First Annual Turks & Caicos International Film Festival held on Tuesday, October 17, 2006, Tupac Shakur was honored for his undeniable voice and talent and as a performer who crossed racial, ethnic, cultural and medium lines; his mother, Afeni Shakur, accepted the award on Tupac's behalf.[72]

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Tupac Amaru SHAKUR

Tupac Shakur grew up around nothing but self-delusion. His mother, Alice Faye Williams, thought she was a "revolutionary." She called herself "Afeni Shakur" and associated with members of the ill-fated Black Panther Party, a movement that wanted to feed school kids breakfast and earn civil rights for African Americans.
During her youth she dropped out of high school, partied with North Carolina gang members, then moved to Brooklyn: After an affair with one of Malcolm X's bodyguards, she became political. When the mostly white United Federation of Teachers went on strike in 1968, she crossed the picket line and taught the children herself. After this she joined a New York chapter of the Black Panther Party and fell in with an organizer named Lumumba. She took to ranting about killing "the pigs" and overthrowing the government, which eventually led to her arrest and that of twenty comrades for conspiring to set off a race war. Pregnant, she made bail and told her husband, Lummuba, it wasn't his child. Behind his back she had been carrying on with Legs (a small-time associate of Harlem drug baron Nicky Barnes) and Billy Garland (a member of the Party). Lumumba immediately divorced fer.

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Things went downhill for Afeni: Bail revoked, she was imprisoned in the Women's House of Detention in Greenwich Village. In her cell she patted her belly and said, "This is my prince. He is going to save the black nation."
By the time Tupac was born on June 16, 1971, Afeni had already defended herself in court and been acquitted on 156 counts. Living in the Bronx, she found steady work as a paralegal and tried to raise her son to respect the value of an education.
From childhood, everyone called him the "Black Prince." For misbehaving, he had to read an entire edition of The New York Times. But she had no answer when he asked about his daddy. "She just told me, 'I don't know who your daddy is.' It wasn't like she was a slut or nothin'. It was just some rough times."When he was two, his sister, Sekyiwa, was born. This child's father, Mutulu, was a Black Panther who, a few months before her birth, had been sentenced to sixty years for a fatal armored car robbery.
With Mutulu away, the family experienced hard times. No matter where they moved-the Bronx, Harlem, homeless shelters-Tupac was distressed. "I remember crying all the time. My major thing growing up was I couldn't fit in. Because I was from everywhere. I didn't have no buddies that I grew up with."

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As time passed, the issue of his father tormented him. He felt "unmanly," he said. Then his cousins started saying he had an effeminate face. "I don't know. I just didn't feel hard. I could do all the things my mother could give me, but she couldn't give me nothing else."
The loneliness began to wear on him. He retreated into writing love songs and poetry. "I remember I had a book like a diary. And in that book I said I was going to be famous." He wanted to be an actor. Acting was an escape from his dismal life. He was good at it, eager to leave his crummy family behind. "The reason why I could get into acting was because it takes nothin' to get out of who I am and go into somebody else."
His mother enrolled him in the 127th Street Ensemble, a theater group in the impoverished Harlem section of Manhattan, where he landed his first role at age twelve, that of Travis in A Raisin in the Sun. "I lay on a couch and played sleep for the first scene. Then I woke up and I was the only person onstage. I can remeber thinking, "This is the best shit in the world!" That got me real high. I was gettin' a secret: This is what my cousins can't do."
In Baltimore, at age fifteen, he fell into rap; he started writing lyrics, walking with a swagger, and milking his background in New York for all it was worth. People in small towns feared the Big Apple's reputation; he called himself MC New York and made people think he was a tough guy.
He enrolled in the illustrious Balitomore School for the Arts, where he studied acting and ballet with white kids and finally felt "in touch" with himself. "Them white kids had things we never seen," he said. "That was the first time I saw there was white people who you could get along with. Before that, I just believed what everyone else said: They was devils. But I loved it. I loved going to school. It taught me a lot. I was starting to feel like I really wanted to be an artist.
SHAKUR Tupac

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