[lt Hutton Talking]

Uh Oh, Uh Oh, Oh!, Oh!, Oh!
They Ain't Ready For This
Lt Hutton
T.i.

It's That New 'pac Y'all

[chorus: ]

Pac's Life
(everybody Need's To Chill)
Everybody Talking 'bout Pac's Life
(it's Tupac The King)
What Do You Know About Pac's Life
(what Do You Know? What Do You Know?)
(only Real Niggas Stay On Top)
Everybody Talking 'bout Pac's Life
(outlawz)

[verse One: Tupac]

Started With Five Shots, Niggas Plotting To Kill Him
Never Figured That, That Same Nigga Sell Five Million
Hit The Charts Like A Mad Man Nothing But Hits
Court Cases Got A Nigga Facing Multiple Digits
Dodging Cop Cars Look How We Come So Far
Picture A High School Drop Out
Rolling A Double R
House Full Of Happiness, Weed And Drank
Way Out
So When Trouble Tried To Find Me Can't
Never Visioned Living Longer Than My Twenty First
Thought I'd Locked Down, Cracked Out Or In The Dirt
And Though It Hurts To See The Change
It Comes With The Fame
Watch Them Gossip In This Silly Game
To All The Motherfucker's Speaking Down On Me This Is The Night
Why's Everybody Caught Up In Pac's Life?
To All Y'all Niggas
Conversating On My Life
Mind Your Motherfucking Business

[chorus]

[verse Two: T.i]

I Remember That
Ay
What's Happening Pac
Yeah I Know We Never To Meet
But We Know All The Same People So We Got To Speak
You Taught Me First, Fake Nigga Can't Stop A G
And All The Shit You Went Through
Meant A Lot To Me
But When They Locked You Up For For Nothing It Was Shame To See
You We Know The Crack Came And Did The Same Thing To Me
I Get Along With Real Niggas It's The Lane To Be
Talking Loud Out Of Pocket Tryna Bang With Me
And So I Pull It Out My Pocket Let It Rain You See
Now They All In The Court Room Blaming Me
See We Ain't Live The Same Life But Represent The Same Struggle
Power To The Real Niggas Death To The Sucker's
Money Over Bitches, Get To Know ' em For You Love ' em
Death Before Dishonour Never Talk To Undercover's
Live By The Same Rules So I Minus The Tattoo's
With The Same Sort Of Dude With He Same Short Fuse

[chorus]

[verse Three: Tupac]

I Want Money In Large Amounts
My Garage Full Of Cars That Bounce
Moving My Tapes In Major Weight Cause Every Dollar Counts
Busters Is Jealous And Half These Niggas Is Punks
They Running Off At The Mouth Till I Fill It Up With My Pump
They Jump My Automatic Keep ' em Weary
While You Fronting Like You Billy Bad Ass
Nigga You Scary
I Been Knowing You For Years
We Was High School Peers
In Junior High
I Was Itching' To Kill
And You Was, 'ready To Die'
While You Bullshitting Niggas Was Dying And Catching Cases
Busting My Automatics At Motherfucker's In Foreign Places
Leaving No Trace, They See My Face And Then They Buried
Bitches Die 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 Crowd
And Motherfucker's Die
It's Not The Way I Wanna Live
My Nigga It's How It Is
Only Real Niggas Stay On Top

[chorus]

Why Are All You Niggas All Up In My Shit?
Tell Them Motherfucker's
Outlawz

Fuck All Y'all

BLACK COTTON 

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/n 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 momoners irkin,
and we aint 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

2PAC-Baby dont cry

[2Pac + H.E.A.T.]
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up {Outlawz}
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {Keep ya head up}

[2Pac]
Now here's a story bout a woman with dreams
So picture perfect at thirteen, an ebony queen
Beneath the surface it was more than just a crooked smile
Nobody knew about her secret so it took a while
I could see a tear fall slow down her black cheek
Sheddin quiet tears in the back seat; so when she asked me,
"What would you do if it was you?"
Couldn't answer such a horrible pain to live through
I tried to trade places in the tragedy
I couldn't picture three crazed niggaz grabbin me
For just a moment I was trapped in the pain, Lord come and take me
Four niggaz violated, they chased and they raped me
Even though it wasn't me, I could feel the grief
Thinkin with your brains blown that would make the pain go
No! You got to find a way to survive
cause they win when your soul dies

[2Pac + H.E.A.T.]
Baby please don't cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby don't cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {never give up}
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up {never give up}
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby don't cry

[Edi Amin]
Uhh
Forget him girl (forget him girl) he ain't gon' never change
I ain't no hater but that nigga lost in the game
After the bright lights and big thangs
he probably could loev you, but he in love with the struggle
Everyday, his mind on gettin mo' (gettin mo')
and never your feelings, he's chasin millions fo' sho'
Uh oh (uh oh), now you bout to have his baby? (dayamn)
Another wild-ass nigga that's gon' drive you crazy
You got too much, mo', livin to do - I'm spittin this to you,
cause you deserve more than what he givin to you (that's right)
Beautiful, black, precious, and complicated
A new millennium dime piece, so fine she
got em all stuck standin still when she come through
Baby take a little mo' time, love'll find you
And show us the sky's blue somebody other than me
gon' give you everything you need, feel me?
{Don't cry-ahhhhh..}

[2Pac + H.E.A.T.]
Baby don't cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {you'll be alright}
Baby don't cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {you'll be alright}
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {keep your head up}
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up {never give up}
Even when the road is hard, never give up {no no.. ohhhh}
Baby don't cry

[Young Noble]
I'm tryin to do all that I can, from jump
Now you losin, you was choosin the wrong man
Dealt the wrong hand, you was young and beautiful
Lost and turned out, what you let that nigga do to you? (Damn)
I knew her since elementary, she blew a kiss to me
Wrote me a note in crayon, wantin to get with me
We was kids, now she got three kids
They see their father e'ryday, and they don't know who he is
Seen him last night, homey roll a E-class
Mad cheese in the stash, still a deadbeat dad
I bring her, Pampers and food, just to stop through
But those, ain't my seeds, nuttin really I could do (nah)
I feel pity for you, you ain't even his wife
Seventeen with three kids, locked down for life
Shoulda chose me, she bout to O.D. from the pressure
Hell nah I won't let her {BABY DON'T CRY}

[2Pac + H.E.A.T.]
Baby don't cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {you'll be alright}
Baby don't cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {baby don't cry}
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {baby baby baby}
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up {no..}
Even when the road is hard, never give up {no-ohhhh}
Baby don't cry, I gotta keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby don't cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {ooooh baby}
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up {keep your head up}
{keep your head up, never give up}
Even when the road is hard, never give up, baby don't cry

[Young Noble]
Uhh, uhh, yeah, don't give up {you'll be alright}
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry

[2Pac + H.E.A.T.]
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up, baby don't cry

[Edi Amin]
For all the ladies {Soulshock, Karlin}
Baby don't cry
Got to keep your head up {keep your head up}

Makaveli the Don {head up} aight?

Only God can Judge me 

Only God Can Judge Me
(is that right)
Nobody else, Nobody else
All you other muthaf**kas
Get out of my business

Perhaps, I was blind to tha facts
Stabbed in tha back
I Couldn't trust my own homies
Just a bunch a dirty rats
Will I, succeed
Paranoid from the weed
And hocus pocus try to focus
But I can't see
And in my mind
I'm a, blind man doin' time
Look to my future
Cause my past is all behind me
Is it a crime
To fight for what is mine
Everybodies dyin'
Tell me, Whats the use of tryin'
I've been trapped since birth
Cautious, cause I'm cursed
And fantansies of my family
In a hurse
And they say
It's the white man
I should fear
But, it's my own kind
Doin' all the killin' here
I can't lie
Ain't no love, for the other side
Jealousy inside
Make 'em wish I died
Oh my lord
Tell me what I'm livin' for
Everybodies droppin'
Got me knockin' on heaven's door
And all my memories
Of seeing brothas bleed
And everybody grieves
But still nobody sees
Recollect your thoughts
Don't get caught up in tha mix
Cause the media is full of dirty tricks
Only God can Judge me....

Only God Can Judge Me...

I hear the doctor standing over me
Screaming I can make it
Got a body full of bullet holes
Laying here naked
Still I, can't breathe
something evils in my I-V
Cuz everytime I breathe
I think their killing me
I'm having nightmares
Homicidal fantansies
I wake up stranglin'
Danglin'
My bed sheets
I call the nurse
Cuz it hurts
To reminise
How did it come to this?
I wish they didn't miss
Somebody help me
Tell me where to go from here ?
Cuz even thugs cry
But do the Lord care ?
Tryin' to remember
But it hurts
I'm walking through the cementary
Talkin' to the dirt
I'd rather die like a man
Than live like a coward
There's a ghetto up in Heaven
And its ours
Black Power
Is what we scream
As we dream
In a paranoid state
And our fate
Is a lifetime of hate
Dear mama, can you save me ?
And f**k peace
Cuz the streets got our babies
We gotta eat
No more hesitation
Each and every black males trapped
And they wonder why we suicidal
Runnin' around strapped
Mr. Police
Please try to see
That there's a million muthaf**kas stressin' just like me
Only God can Judge Me.....

Only God Can Judge Me...

That which does not kill me can only make me stronger (That for real)
I don't see why everybody feel as thou that they gotta tell me how to live my
life (you know)
Let me live baby
Let me live

Pac I feel ya
Keep servin' it on the realer
For instance, sayin'
Playa hatin' marks out ta kill ya
Would you be wrong
For bucking a ni**a into the pavement
He gonna get me first
If I don't get him
Will you start praying ?
Ain't no such thing as self defence
In the court of law
So Judges when we get to where were goin
To cross
That's real
Gotti, lurk thee
Creep tha f**k up on him
Sold a half a million tapes
No everybody want him
After talkin' behind my back
Like, a bi**h would
Tellin' them ni**as, "you can fade us"
Punk, I wish you would
It be the same mutha-f**kas in your face
That'll rush up in your place
To get your safe
Knowing you on that paper chase
Gra*s, gla*s
Big screen and leather couch
My new s**t is so fine
I already sold a ki of ounce
bi**h
Remember Tupac and 4-Tay
The same two brothas dodgin' bullets
And represtin' the Bay
Pac when you was locked down
That's when I'll be around
Start climbing up the charts
So sick
But they try to clown
That's why they ride the bandwaggon
Still be draggin' sellin' lies
Don't think I don't see you haters
I know you all in disguise

Guess you figure you know me
Cuz I'm a thug
That love to hit the late night club
Drinkin' buzz
Living lavish like a playa all day
I'm 'bout to floss 'em off
Playas stick with 4-Tay
Only God can Judge me...

2 Pac & Elton John - Ghetto Gospel
Uhh,
Hit them with a lil' ghetto gospel

[Chorus - Elton John:]
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 recelect 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 the 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 keep 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...
Thug Life

Thinkin' back

[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