Tupac Shakur - Me Against the World Album Lyrics

Outlaws (go 'head) in this.
Makaveli the don up in this.
No doubt.
Death Row, Makaveli the don
You could call me daddy.
I'll be your daddy.
That's right just like daddy.
For the ladies.

Come with me any time you roll.
Dedicate slow jams on the radio.
I know you're happy, I could feel your passion.
Lookin out for ya just like daddy.
Come on.
Sunshine turns to rain.
Baby I could take away your pain.
If ya trust me.
Close your eyes and feel the magic.
Never leave when ya need me.
I'll do ya just like daddy.

I met her when she was young.
Her real daddy died when she was younger.
Here mom let her do what she please.
Said no one loved her.
Her eyes shining. Love. A diamond in the rough.
The kind that you could love.
Not yet touched but so much potential.
Youngster, let me guide your mental into a place
Where sourness and pain you'll never taste.
By god's grace you was born with that face.
Nothin but pure beauty.
So for an eternity I feel it's my duty to be a soulja.
Yeah, baby, got plans to mold ya.
And the coldest nights is when I hold ya.
Like I'm supposed to.
As we grow closer, I'll take you hand gladly.
Anything you need, ask me.
Spoil my baby girl just like daddy.

To alliviate the stress spendin time wit you.
I feel blessed. When you gone, feel the pain so strong deep in my chest.
When I got arrested, came so close to goin to jail.
Flowin blows at the po-po, breakin the nails.
Screamin loud, goin all out. Damn, I did it.
You stay locked down at mom's house, watchin the kids.
Through the whole ? in the VI. I see ya daily.
When my fake homies try to f*ck you, you run and tell me.
That's why I stay co

A coward dies a thousand deaths, a soldier dies but once"

(Tonight's the night I get in some shit)


They say pussy and paper is poetry, power, and pistols
Plottin' on murderin' motherf*ckers before they get you
Picturin' pitiful punk niggas coppin' pleas
Puffin' weed as I position myself to clock Gs
My enemies scatter in suicidal situations
Never the witness to wicked shit that they was facin'
Pockets is packed with presidents, pursue your riches
Evadin' the playa-hatin tricks, while hittin switches
Bitches is badmouthin', cuz ballin' motherf*ckers is bold
but trust me holms, the game should be sold
Sick of pscyhotic society, somebody save me
Addicted to drama, so even mama couldn't raise me
Even the preacher and all my teachers couldn't reach me
I run in the streets and puffin' weed with my peeps
I'm duckin' the cops, I hit the weed as I'm clutchin' my glock
Niggas is hot when I hit the block, but if I die tonite Chorus
If I die 2nite
If I die 2nite
If I die 2nite
2nite's the night I get in some shit


Polishin' pistols, prepare for battle, pass the pump
When I get to poppin', niggas is droppin', then they done
Callin' the coroner, come collect the f*ckin' corpse
He got hit by a killer, preoccupied with bein boss
Revenge is the method, whenever steppin', keep a weapon close
Adversaries will overdose over deadly notes
Jealous niggas and broke bitches equal packed jails
Hit the block and fill your pockets makin' crack sales
Picture perfection pursuin' paper with a passion
Visions of prison where all the pussies that I blasted
Running with criminal, individuals with no remorse
Try to stop me, my pistol possee using deadly force
In my brain, all I can think about is fame
The police know my name, a different game, ain't a thing changed
I'm seeing cemetary photos of my peers
Conversatin' like they still here, if I die tonite Chorus
If I die 2nite
Scared to die nigga, is ya?
If I die 2nite
Never fear, never will I fear
If I die 2nite
2nite's the night I get in some shit


Pussy and paper is poetry, power, and pistols
Plottin on murderin motherf*ckers before they get you
Pray to the heavens, .357s to the sky
And I hope I'm forgiven for Thug livin when I die
I wonder if heaven's got a ghetto for thug niggas
A stress free life, and a spot for drug dealers
Pissin while practicin' how to pimp and be a player
Overdose of a dick while drinking liquor when I lay yah
Pistol-whippin any simps, for bein petrified and lame
Disrespecting the game, praying for punishment and pain
Going insane, never die, I live eternal, who shall I fear?
Don't shed a tear for me nigga, I ain't happy here
I hope they bury me and send me to my rest
Headlines reading Murdered to Death, my last breath
Take a look, picture a crook, on his last stand
Motherf*ckers don't understand, if I die tonite



Chorus
Nigga
If I die 2nite
No fear nigga, never worry
If I die 2nite
Bury me a motherf*ckin G, closed casket, f*ck death
If I die 2nite
You know


Killer, killer, killer
Murder, murder, murder


(Repeat two lines til fade

[Tupac]
It's just me against the world
[girl]
Oooohhh, oooohhh
[Tupac]
Nuttin to lose..
It's just me against the world baby
[girl]
Oahhhh, oahhhahh
[Tupac]
I got nuttin to lose
It's just me against the world
[girl]
Oh-hahhh
[Tupac]
Stuck in the game
Me against the world baby

[Tupac]

Can you picture my prophecy?
Stress in the city, the cops is hot for me
The projects is full of bullets, the bodies is droppin
There ain't no stoppin me
Constantly movin while makin millions
Witnessin killings, leavin dead bodies in abandoned buildings
Carries to children cause they're illin
Addicted to killin and the appeal from the cap peelin
Without feelin, but will they last or be blasted?
Hard headed bastard
Maybe he'll listen in his casket -- the aftermath
More bodies being buried -- I'm losing my homies in a hurry
They're relocating to the cemetary
Got me worried, stressin, my vision's blurried
The question is will I live? No one in the world loves me
I'm headed for danger, don't trust strangers
Put one in the chamber whenever I'm feelin this anger
Don't wanna make excuses, cause this is how it is
What's the use unless we're shootin no one notices the youth
It's just me against the world baby

[girl]
Me against the world
[Tupac]
It's just me against the world
[girl]
Ooooh yeah, ooo-hooo
[Tupac]
It's just me against the world
[girl]
Me against the world
[Tupac]
Cause it's just me against the world baby
[girl]
Hey!!
[Tupac]
Me against the world
[girl]
Ooooh yeah
[Tupac]
I got nuttin to lose
It's just me against the world baby
[girl]
I got nothing to lose

[Dramacydal]

Could somebody help me? I'm out here all by myself
See ladies in stores, Baby Capone's, livin wealthy
Pictures of my birth on this Earth is what I'm dreamin
Seein Daddy's semen, full of crooked demons, already crazy
And screamin I guess them nightmares as a child
Had me scared, but left me prepared for a while
Is there another route? For a crooked Outlaw
Veteran, a villian, a young thug, who one day shall fall

Everday there's mo' death, and plus I'm dough-less
I'm seein mo' reasons for me to proceed with thievin
Scheme on the scheming and leave they peeps grieving
Cause ain't no bucks to stack up, my nuts is backed up
I'm bout to act up, go load the Mac up, now watch me klacka
Tried makin fat cuts, but yo it ain't workin
And Evil's lurking, I can see him smirking
When I gets to pervin, so what?
Go put some work in, and make my mail, makin sales
Risking 25 with a 'L', but oh well

[girl]
Me against the world
[Tupac]
With nuttin to lose
It's just me against the world
[girl]
Ooh yeah.. oooh-ooooh
[Tupac]
It's just me against the world baby
[girl]
Me against the world
[Tupac]
I got nuttin to lose
It's just me against the world
[girl]
Oahhhohh
[Tupac]
Ha ha
It's just me against the world baby
[girl]
Ha-ahh, HA-AHH!
[Tupac]
With nuttin to lose
It's just me against the world baby
[girl]
Me against the world, hoahhh
[Tupac]
Me against the world
I got nuttin to lose
It's just me against the world baby
[girl]
Ha-hahh (hehe) heyy!

[Tupac]

With all this extra stressin
The question I wonder is after death, after my last breath
When will I finaly get to rest? Through this supression
They punish the people that's askin questions
And those that possess, steal from the ones without possesions
The message I stress: to make it stop study your lessons
Don't settle for less - even the genius asks-es questions
Be grateful for blessings
Don't ever change, keep your essence
The power is in the people and politics we address
Always do your best, don't let the pressure make you panic
And when you get stranded
And things don't go the way you planned it
Dreamin of riches, in a position of makin a difference
Politicians and hypocrites, they don't wanna listen
If I'm insane, it's the fame made a brother change
It wasn't nuttin like the game
It's just me against the world

[girl]
Me against the world
[Tupac]
Nuttin to lose
It's just me against the world baby
[girl]
Me against the world
[Tupac]
Got me stuck in the game
It's just me against the world
[girl]
Oahahhhh
[Tupac]
I'd be ashamed to lose
It's just me against the world baby
[girl]
Me against the world

[Tupac]

Heh, hahahahahahah
That's right
I know it seem hard sometimes but uhh
Remember one thing
Through every dark night, there's a bright day after that
So no matter how hard it get, stick your chest out
Keep your head up, and handle it

[girl]
Me against the world [3X]

I shall fear no man, but God
though I walk through tha valley of death
I shed so many tears
Please God walk with me...

back in Elementary, I thrived on misery
left me alone I grew up amongst a dying breed
as my mind couldn't find a place ta rest
untill I got that Thug Life Planted on my chest
tell me can ya feel me ?
I'm not liven in tha Past, Ya wanna last
Be tha first ta blast, remember Kato
no longer with us he's deseased
call on tha sirens, I seem him murdered in tha streets
now rest in peace
Is there heaven for a 'G' ?
remember me, so many homies in tha cemetary
shed so many tears Chorus
Lord
I suffer through tha years
and shed so many tears
Lord
I lost so many peers, shed so many tears

Now that i'm strugglin' in this business
by any means, label me greedy gettin green
but seldom seen
and f*ck tha world cuz i'm cursed
I'm havin visions of leaven here in a hurse
God can ya feel me ?
take me away from all tha pressure and all tha pain
show me some happiness again
i'm goin' blind
I spend my time in this cell, ain't livin' well
I know my destiny is hell, where did I fail ?
my life is in denial
and when I Die, babtised in Eternal Fire
shed so many tears...


Chorus
Lord
I suffer through tha years
and shed so many tears
Lord
I lost so many peers, shed so many tears

Now i'm lost and i'm weary
so many tears, i'm suicidal, so don't stand near me
my every move is a calculated step
ta bring me closer
to embrace an early death now there's nothing left
there was no mercy on tha streets
I couldn't rest
I'm barely standing, bout to go to pieces, screaming peace
and though my soul was deleted, I couldn't see it
I had my mind full of deamons tryin' ta break free
they planted seeds and they hatched sparking tha flame
in my brain like a match, such a dirty game
no memories, just misery
painting a picture of my enemies killing me in my sleep
will I survive till' tha morning ta see tha sun
please lord forgive me for my sins
cause here I come... Chorus
Lord
I suffer through tha years
and shed so many tears
Lord
I lost so many peers, shed so many tears

Lord knows i've tried, been a witness ta homicide
drive-bys taken lives, little kids die
wonder why as I walk by
Broken hearted as I glance at tha chaulk line, gettin' high
this ain't tha life for me
I wanna change
but ain't no future right for me
i'm stuck in tha game
i'm trapped inside a maze
see this Tangaray influenced me ta gettin crazy
disillusioned lately
i've been really wanting babies
so I could see a part of me that wasn't always shady
don't trust my lady
cause she's a product of this poison, i'm hearen noises
think she's f*cken with my boys, can't take no more
i'm fallin' to tha floor
beggin' for tha Lord ta let me in Heavens door
I shed so many tears...



Chorus
Lord
I lost so many peers
and shed so many tears
I lost so many peers, shed so many tears
fades...
I suffered through tha years and shed so many tears

I wanna dedicate this one to Robert "yummy" Sanderford
and all tha other little young niggas
that's in tha rush to be gangstas...

As a Young Nigga
[???]
give anythang
to be that innocent again
when I was ten
I didn't bang
but I was hangin with tha homies
till them niggas started slangin'
now they don't know me
I got my hustle on
learned to ignore
what coulda fade me lately i been tryin to make a million
can you blame me with that jelousy they wanna diss me
don't sweat me
if tha cowards really want me
come get me
and even I
someday will die
but i'm cautious up in my ride
put down the top
now we flossin
hit the freeway
let the wind blow
drop the window
workin with a 20 sack a indo
feelin' good
stop through the hood
grab tha young thugs
and I can't help but reminice back when we slung drugs
it was bad
but all we had was our hopes and dreams
couldn't see, unless we learned to slang dope to fiends



Chorus
your the kind of G like everyone knows
He's always G'ed up, from head to toe
[My memories as a young nigga]
always got it flown like Al Capone
He's the kind of G out there, I know

back in Jr. High
when we was barely getting by
when daddy died
that's when my momma started gettin high
my neighborhood was full of drive-bys
couldn't survive
all my homies livin short lives
I couldn't cry
told my momma if I did die
just put a blunt in my casket
let me get my dead homies high
then follow me throughout my history
it's just me against the world
stuck in misory
as a young nigga
my only thing is to get paid
life full of riches
avoid snitches cause they shadey
back in the day
we always had the time to play
but after they taught them gangbangers how to spray
not just LA
but in the Bay and Chicago and even St. Louis
every stadium that I go
when will they change?
stuck in the game like a dumb nigga
remember how it was...
to be a young nigga



Chorus
You're the kind of G like everyone knows
He's always G'ed up, from head to toe
[My memories as a young nigga]
always got it flown like Al Capone
He's the kind of G out there, I know


Bridge
I'm tellin you, if your young, have your brains and have every limb and
all that.....ya'll niggas don't know how good you really do got it.
Motherf*ckers need to just calm down and peep what they wanna do for tha rest.
before you end your life, before you begin your life
ya dumb nigga

Now that i'm grown
I got my mind on being something
don't wanna be another statistic
out there doin nothin
tryin to maintain in this dirty game
keep it real and I will
even if it kills me
my young niggas
brake away from these dumb niggas
put down the guns and have some fun nigga
tha rest will come
figure fame is a fast thang
they're gangbangin puttin niggas in a casket
murdered for hangin at tha wrong place at the wrong time
no longer livin
cause he trew up tha wrong sign
and everyday
I watch tha murder rate increase
and even worse
tha eppidemics and diseases
what is the future?
the projects lookin hopless
there, more and more brothas givin up
a don't care
sometimes I hate when brothers act up
I hit tha weed
and I procced to blow the track up
for young niggas



Chorus
your the kind of G like everyone knows
He's always G'ed up, from head to toe
[My memories as a young nigga]
always got it flown like Al Capone
He's the kind of G out there, I know

[repeat chorus overtop of lyrics below]
this goes out to the young thugs
have nots
the little bad motherf*ckers from tha block
those niggas that's 13 and 14 and drivin' cadilacs and benzs and shit
young motherf*ckin hustlers
stay strong nigga
you could be a f*cken accountant not a dope dealer, ya know what i'm sayin?
f*ck around and be pimpin put here
you could be a lawyer
niggas gotta get they priorities straight


young niggas, little rah rah, especially my little cousin...


fade chorus out...

I wanna dedicate this one to Robert "yummy" Sanderford
and all tha other little young niggas
that's in tha rush to be gangstas...

As a Young Nigga
[???]
give anythang
to be that innocent again
when I was ten
I didn't bang
but I was hangin with tha homies
till them niggas started slangin'
now they don't know me
I got my hustle on
learned to ignore
what coulda fade me lately i been tryin to make a million
can you blame me with that jelousy they wanna diss me
don't sweat me
if tha cowards really want me
come get me
and even I
someday will die
but i'm cautious up in my ride
put down the top
now we flossin
hit the freeway
let the wind blow
drop the window
workin with a 20 sack a indo
feelin' good
stop through the hood
grab tha young thugs
and I can't help but reminice back when we slung drugs
it was bad
but all we had was our hopes and dreams
couldn't see, unless we learned to slang dope to fiends Chorus
your the kind of G like everyone knows
He's always G'ed up, from head to toe
[My memories as a young nigga]
always got it flown like Al Capone
He's the kind of G out there, I know

back in Jr. High
when we was barely getting by
when daddy died
that's when my momma started gettin high
my neighborhood was full of drive-bys
couldn't survive
all my homies livin short lives
I couldn't cry
told my momma if I did die
just put a blunt in my casket
let me get my dead homies high
then follow me throughout my history
it's just me against the world
stuck in misory
as a young nigga
my only thing is to get paid
life full of riches
avoid snitches cause they shadey
back in the day
we always had the time to play
but after they taught them gangbangers how to spray
not just LA
but in the Bay and Chicago and even St. Louis
every stadium that I go
when will they change?
stuck in the game like a dumb nigga
remember how it was...
to be a young nigga Chorus
You're the kind of G like everyone knows
He's always G'ed up, from head to toe
[My memories as a young nigga]
always got it flown like Al Capone
He's the kind of G out there, I know


Bridge
I'm tellin you, if your young, have your brains and have every limb and
all that.....ya'll niggas don't know how good you really do got it.
Motherf*ckers need to just calm down and peep what they wanna do for tha rest.
before you end your life, before you begin your life
ya dumb nigga

Now that i'm grown
I got my mind on being something
don't wanna be another statistic
out there doin nothin
tryin to maintain in this dirty game
keep it real and I will
even if it kills me
my young niggas
brake away from these dumb niggas
put down the guns and have some fun nigga
tha rest will come
figure fame is a fast thang
they're gangbangin puttin niggas in a casket
murdered for hangin at tha wrong place at the wrong time
no longer livin
cause he trew up tha wrong sign
and everyday
I watch tha murder rate increase
and even worse
tha eppidemics and diseases
what is the future?
the projects lookin hopless
there, more and more brothas givin up
a don't care
sometimes I hate when brothers act up
I hit tha weed
and I procced to blow the track up
for young niggas



Chorus
your the kind of G like everyone knows
He's always G'ed up, from head to toe
[My memories as a young nigga]
always got it flown like Al Capone
He's the kind of G out there, I know

[repeat chorus overtop of lyrics below]
this goes out to the young thugs
have nots
the little bad motherf*ckers from tha block
those niggas that's 13 and 14 and drivin' cadilacs and benzs and shit
young motherf*ckin hustlers
stay strong nigga
you could be a f*cken accountant not a dope dealer, ya know what i'm sayin?
f*ck around and be pimpin put here
you could be a lawyer
niggas gotta get they priorities straight


young niggas, little rah rah, especially my little cousin...


fade chorus out

[1] [Eboni Foster] Game's been good to me
[2] [Eboni Foster] I don't care what it did to them
The game's been good to me

[Lady Levi]
Oh, you tink life is yours?
Life ain't na somethin you can rap with
Ooh come na ordinary game
Da game na somethin you can rap with
Me's a player you know?
I do not, play in no game
Me just, make money, dollars, everytime seen?

[Tupac]

Now how can I explain how this game laced, plus with this fame
I got enemies do anything to break me, my attitude changed
Got to the point where I was driven, twenty-four/seven
Money's my mission, just a nigga tryin to make a livin
These busta tricks don't want no mail
They spendin they riches on skanless bitches
Who'll stay petrified in jail
It's hell, plus all the dealers want a meal ticket
Jealous-ass bitches, playa-hatin but we still kick it
Always keep my eyes on the prize, watch the police
Seen so much murder, neighborhoods gettin no sleep
But still, I get my money on major, continuously
Communicatin through my pager, niggaz know me
Don't have no homies cause they jealous, I hustle solo
Cause when I'm broke I got no time for the fellas, listen
Ain't nothin poppin 'bout no work nigga, I ain't no joke
F*ck what they say and get your dough nigga
Heavy in the game [1]

[Lady Levi]
Who da bumba claat him a come try take mine?
Oooh, me see you rushin up [1]
I throw 'im blood claat P.M. to A.M.
All, all da bumba come ya take dis ting
For ya take dis ting for joke? [2]
Oh! Dat's right

[Richie Rich]

Well lemme shoot some of this how heavy type of shit..
Certain niggaz wanna stick to the game, yousea trick to the game
Waitin upon your turn, so when will you learn?
Ain't no turns given, niggaz be twistin and takin shit
Puttin they sack down, then puttin they mack down
Me myself I hustle with finesse yes I'm an Oakland baller
Rule number one: check game, and fo' sho' you gon' respect game
Be yo' own nigga meanin buy yo' own dope
Cause that front shit is punk shit, somethin I never funked with
Be true to this game and this game will be true to you
That's real shit; disrespect, see what this here do to you
That jackin and robbin, despisin your homie
Ain't healthy, niggaz be endin up dead 'fore they get wealthy
But not me though, I'm sewin somethin major
So what I reap is boss -- that's why my public status is floss
Went from a, young nigga livin residential
To a, young nigga workin presidential [1]

[Lady Levi]
Me nigga Tu-pac ALWAYS look good
You know that's true 'im look good every time
Ooh, pussy war? Step up [1]
Can yi know I'm servin up blood claat
Playin yi f*ckin games
Ooh, we take game, we WON [2]
Any by now, all, yi haffa forget fi we WON
Everytime

[Tupac]

I'm just a young black male, cursed since my birth
Had to turn to crack sales, if worse come to worse
Headed for them packed, jails, or maybe it's a hearse
My only way to stack mail, is out here doin dirt
Made my decisions do or die, been hustlin since junior high
No time for askin why, gettin high, gettin mine
Put away my nine, cause these times call for four-five sales
Cause life is hell and everybody dies
What about these niggaz I despise -- them loud talkin cowards
Shootin guns into crowds, jeapordizin lives
Shoot em right between them niggaz eyes, it's time to realize
Follow the rules or follow them fools that die
Everybody's tryin to make the news, niggaz confused
Quit tryin to be an O.G. and pay your dues
If you choose to apply yourself, go with the grain
And come the riches and the bitches and the fame
Heavy in the game [1]

[Lady Levi]
Boy, ya nah bitch!
Major that's true we look good everytime
When we at Beers Diamond
And Tupac drives vintage car [1]
And fi dem frame dem look good, oh no?
This whole world ya call on
Gonna mass on a face [2]
For any, section of bumba ras claat, oh!
Flush it! .. Oh!
Nobody wan come test me y'know
True dem we a drive pretty car
Wanna no part of any ting
And now you wan come drown a gun
But ya see we know, you haffa show 'im MAXIMUM respect
For when a blood claat run or when a pussy walk up
We look good everytime
Nuff dollars, DOLLARS
Y'know about dollars dem right?
But we nah talk no shit
We haffa walk de walk for we a talk, see it?
Cause action, action speak louder dan words
You know da record!
Don't blood claat ting at ALL

[Tupac]
Damn, another funeral, another motherf*cker
Lord knows
['Pac is choking on blunt smoke]
Lord knows
[coughing harder]
Lord knows
[one final cough]

I smoke a blunt to take the pain out
And if I wasn't high, I'd probably try to blow my brains out
I'm hopeless, they shoulda killed me as a baby
And now they got me trapped in the storm, I'm goin crazy
Forgive me; they wanna see me in my casket
And if I don't blast I'll be the victim of them bastards
I'm loosin hope, they got me stressin, can the Lord forgive me
Got the spirit of a thug in me
Another sip of that drink, this Hennesey got me queasy
Don't wanna earl, young nigga take it easy
Picture your dreams on a triple beam, and it seems
Don't underestimate the power of a fiend
To my homies on the block
Slangin rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box
When you're runnin from the cops -- and never look back
If they could be black, then they would switch
Open fire on them busta-ass bitches, and Lord knows...

(Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
Lord knows
[coughing again]
(He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
The Lord knows
[still coughing]
(He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
The Lord knows
(He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)

I wonder if the Lord will forgive me or bury me a G
I couldn't let my adversaries worry me
And every single day it's a test, wear a bulletproof vest
And still a nigga stressin over death
If I could choose when a nigga die, figure I'd
Take a puff on the blunt, and let my trigga fly
When everyday it's another death, with every breath,
It's a constant threat, so watch yo' step!
You could be next if you want to, who do you run to?
Murderin niggaz, look what it's come to
My memories bring me misery, and life is hard
In the ghetto, it's insanity, I can't breath
Got me thinkin, what do Hell got?
Cause I done suffered so much, I'm feelin shell-shocked
And driveby's an everyday thang
I done lost too many homies to this motherf*ckin game
And Lord knows...

(Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
Lord knows
(He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
Lord knows!
(He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
The Lord knows
(He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)

One-time! One-time!
F*ck the five-oh cause they after me
Kill me if they could, I'll never let em capture me
Done lost too many niggaz to this gangbangin
Homies died in my arms, with his brains hangin, f*cked up!
I had to tell him it was alright, and that's a lie
And he knew it when he shook and died, my God
Even though I know I'm wrong man
Hennesey make a nigga think he strong, man (heh heh)
I can't sleep, so I stay up, don't wanna f*ck them bitches
Try to calm me down, I ain't givin up
I'm gettin lost in the weed, man, gettin high
Livin everday, like I'm gon' die (gon' die, gon' die)
I smoke a blunt to take the pain out, and if I wasn't high
Probably try to blow my brains out
Lord knows...

(Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
Lord knows!
(He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
Lord knows.. Jesus..
(He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
(He is listening! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)

(Lord knows.. Lord knows.. he he.. he.. he.. heeee...)
(Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
(Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
(Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
(Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)

You are appreciated...

When I was young, me and my mama had beef
17 years old kicked out on tha streets
though back in tha time, I never thought I'd see her face
ain't a woman alive that can take my momma's place
suspended from school, scared ta go home
I was a fool with tha big boys breaking all tha rules
shed tears with my baby sister
over tha years we wuz poorer than tha other little kids
and even though we had different daddies
tha same drama when things went wrong we blamed mama
I reminised on tha stress I caused, it wuz hell
hugg'en on my mama from a jail cell
and who'ed think in elementary, heeeey i'd see tha penitentiary
One day
running from tha Police, that's right
Momma catch me--put a whoop'en to my backside
and even as a crack fiend mama,
ya always was a black queen mama
I finally understand for a woman
it ain't easy--trying ta raise a man
ya always wuz commited, a poor single mother on welfare,
tell me how ya did it
there's no way I can pay ya back
but tha plan is ta show ya that I understand.
you are appreciated...... Chorus
Laaaaady, don't cha know we luv ya
Sweeeet Laaaady, place no one above ya
Sweeeet Laaaady, don't cha know we luv ya

Ain't nobody tell us it wuz fair
no luv for my daddy, cause tha coward wuzn'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 wuz looking for a father--he wuz gone
I hung around with tha thug's and even though they sold drugs
they showed a young brother luv
I moved out and started really hang'in
I needed money of my own so I started slang'in
I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks
It feels good, putting money in your mailbox
I love paying rent when tha rents due
I hope ya got tha diamond necklace that I sent to you
cause when I wuz low, you was there for me
ya never left me alone, cause ya cared for me
and I can see ya coming home after work late
ya in tha kitchen trying ta fix us a hot plate
just working with tha scraps you wuz given
and mama made miracles every Thanksgiving
but now tha road got rough, your alone
trying ta raise two bad kids on your own
and there's no way I can pay ya back
but my plan is ta show ya that I understand
you are appreciated..... Chorus
Laaaaady, don't cha know we luv ya
Sweeeet Laaaady, place no one above ya
Sweeeet Laaaady, don't cha know we luv ya

pour out some liquor and I remenise
cause through tha drama, I can always depend on my mama
and when it seems that i'm hopeless
you say tha words that can get me back in focus
when I wuz sick as a little kid
ta keep me happy theres no limit to tha things ya did
and all my childhood memories
are full of all tha sweet things ya did for me
and even though I act craaaazy
I got ta thank tha Lord that ya maaaade me
There are no words that can express how I feel
Ya never kept a secret, always stayed real
and I appreciate how ya raised me
and all tha extra love that ya gave me
I wish I could take tha pain away
If you can make it through tha night, there's a brighter day
everything'll be alright if ya hold on
it's a struggle
everyday gotta roll on
and there's no way I can pay ya back
but my plan is ta show ya that I understand
you are appreciated.......



Chorus
Laaaaady, don't cha know we luv ya
Sweeeet Laaaady, place no one above ya
Sweeeet Laaaady, don't cha know we luv ya, Sweeeet Laaaady

Laaaady...[fades]...Laaaady

I take a shot of Henessey
now I'm strong enough to face the madness
nickel bags full of sess weed laced with hash
phone calls from my niggas on the other side
two childhood friends just died
I couldn't cry
A damn shame, when will we ever change
And what remains
from a twelve gauge to the brain
Arguements with my foolish troop
I spend more time with my niggas then I
do with you
But everywhere it's the same thang
that's the game, I'll be damned if a thang changed
F*ck the fame
I'll be hustling to make a million
lord knows, ain't no love for us ghetto children
so we cold, rag top slowin' down
time to stop for gas
peep my horn for a hoochie with a proper ass
Uhh, It ain't easy, that's my motto
drinkin' tangeray straight out da bottle
everybody wanna know if I'm insane
my baby mama gotta mind full of silly games
all the drama got me stressen like I'm hopeless
I can't cope
me and my homies smokin' roaches
cuz we broke
late night hangin' out till the sunrise
getten high
watchin' the cops roll by
Uhh, It ain't easy


Chorus (3X)
It ain't easy being me
Will I see the penitentary
or will I stay free Uhh..

I can't sleep
niggas plottin' on to kill me
While I'm dreaming
wake up screaming
cuz I can hear them suckas scheming
Probably paranoid,
Problem is
I'm supposed to be fantasing
A brother bite the bullet
Open I'm fire
And I thought
"I wonder why this the way it is"
Even now looking of for these
Killa kids
Bill Clinton can you recognize a nigga representin'
doin' 20 to life in San Quintan
Gettin calls from my nigga
Mike Tyson
Ain't nuttin' nice
Yo Pac, "Do something rightegous with your life
Even thou you innoccent
You still a nigga
So they figure
rather have behind bars then triggas
But I'm hold ya down
And holla Thug Life"
lickin' shots till I see
My niggas free
On my block


No, it ain't easy
Till I see my niggas free
On the block Chorus (3X)
It ain't easy being me
Will I see the penitentary
or will I stay free Uhh....

Lately, I've been reminiscin'
about pepermint snaps
'n Junior High
hit the block
Keepin' eyes on the cops
While D-boyz slang rocks
Its the project ked without a conscience
I'm having dreams
of hearing screams at my concerts
meetin' all my childhood peers
through the years
tryin' to stack a little green
I was only seventeen
when I started servin' fiends
and I wish there was another way
to stack a dollar
and my appollar
cuz these hard times
make me wanna hollar
will I live to see tommorrow ?
am I fallin' off ?
I hit the weed
And proceed
to say, f*ck all of y'all
ain't nobody down with me
I'm thuggin'
I can't go home
cuz mutha-f*ckas think i'm buggin'
So now I'm in this high powered cell
at the county jail
Punk Judge
Got a grudge
Can't post no bail
what, do I do and these county blues
gettin' battered and bruised
by the you know who
and these fakes get the shakin'
when they face me, snakes
ain't got enough nuts to replace me
sittin' in this livin' hell
listenin' to niggas yell
tryin' to torture to tell
I'm gettin' ill
But ain't nobody sayin' much
The same old nuts
Is makin' bucks
While these sluts is gettin' f*cked
they violated my pobation
and it seems
I'll be going on a long vacation
Meanwhile... It ain't easy
No it ain't easy Chorus (3X)
It ain't easy being me
Will I see the penitentary
or will I stay free Uhh

Conversation between Pac and female)

[Tupac] Wussup, it's Tupac, can u get away?
let me come sooth you up

[Female] You know I gotta man.

[Tupac] I know you gotta man,
but he won't mind if I take you out

[Female] of course, he gonna mind.

[Tupac] let me take you to lunch, i'll have ya back before
he even get home, before anybody see

[Female] I can't.

[Tupac] aww Come on,

[Female] He won't let me.

[Tupac] Pleeeease....

[Female] naw

[Tupac] aight, what's wrong with your eye?
Why you got on glasses?

Ever since I met ya
I can't beat tha pressure
it's like your man don't understand
all he does is stress ya
I can see your state of misery
from tha introduction
ain't nobody suckin' and touchin'
this harmless discussion
maybe we can see a better way
find a brighter day
late night phone conversations
would that be ok?
I don't wanna take up all your time
or be tha next in line
tell me your size
and let me find things with you in mind
I can see your cautious
and i'm carefull not ta scare ya
but anticipation of love makein'
got ya shakin' when i'm standin' near ya
use of precision will prepare ya
in case you get scared
just ask the man in tha mirror
now tha pictures getten clearer
all he does is hit ya hard
I tell ya to leave
and you tell me keep my faith in god
I don't understand
I just wanna bring ya home
I wonder should I leave ya alone
find a woman of my own
all tha homies tell me that you don't deserve it
I contimplate
but in my heart I know ya worth it
tell me
can U get away ?

Chorus
ebony, can U get away, let's go

So much pressure in tha air
and I can't get away
i'm not happy

I know what's wrong

So much pressure in tha air
and I can't get away
i'm not happy

do you love that man?

Could it be my destiny to be lonely
and be checkin' for these hoochies that be on me
cause they phoney
but you was different
I got no need to be suspicious
cause I can tell
my life with you would be delicious
tha way ya lick ya lips and shake ya hips
got me addicted
i'm sitten here hopen that we can find some way to
kick it
even though I got your digits gotta struggle to
resist it
slowly advance
and miss my chance
not to miss it you blow me kisses
when he ain't lookin
now your hearts tooken
my only wish is that you change your mind
and he get shook
I wanna take you there
but you scared to follow
come see tommorrow
hopen I can take you through tha pain and sorrow
and let you know I care
that someones there for your struggle
depend on me
when you have needs
or there's trouble
I wanna give you happiness and maybe even more
I told you before
not time to waste
we can hook up at the store
Can U get away ?

Chorus
There's so much pressure in tha air
and I can't get away
[yeah you can]
i'm not happy

[Can U get away]

So much pressure in tha air
and I can't get away
i'm not happy

I feel like reminiscin' and I hope ya listen
In tha position and tha pressure and all for competition
me and you
was meant to be my destiny
no longer lonely
cause it's time for you and me
all I can see
a happy home
that's my fantasy
but my reality
is problems with your man and me
what can I do?
don't wanna loose ya to tha sucker
cause if he touch ya
I got some drama for that busta
don't wanna rush ya
but make your mind up fast
nobody knows
or who controls
will it last
before I ask
I hope you see that i'm sincere
and even if ya stay with him
today i'm still here
I refuse to give up
cause I believe in what we share
ya livin' in prison
and what he's givin can't compare
cause everything I feel for you
I wanna let you know
passion will be yours
and i'll never let you go
tell me
Can U get away ?

Chorus
So much pressure in tha air
and I can't get away
i'm not happy

all I wanna know, can U get away

So much pressure in tha air
and I can't get away
i'm not happy

if you really wanted to get away, you could get away

[Tupac Speaking]

You ain't got to go through all this drama
and this stress
with this old half a man, you know what i'm sayin?
I ain't tryin to put you in a position
where you gotta give up your
lifestyle to hafta get with me but uh,
he ain't even takin care of you
he's beatin' on you and shit
look how you look
some motherf*ckin' wanna be baby, you know what i'm sayin?
shake that sucker to tha left
and let me show you what this life is really about
you know what i'm sayin
you need to be on first class
need to be goin' to hawaii and seeing tha world
and seein what this world got to offer you
not goin to, you know what i'm sayin,
the emergency room and getten stitches
cause this nigga done got a temper
don't cry, it's all good

can U take me from here
can U take me from here

Here we go we gonna send this one out to da ol school
All these motherf*ckas in the Bronx and Brooklyn, Staten Island,
Queens and all the motherf*ckas that laid it down the foundation.
Ya know what I'm sayin, Nothin' but love for da old school. Dats who
we gonna do this one for ya feel me.

CHORUS: what mo' can I say, I wouldn't be here today
If da old school didn't pave the way


I remember Mr. Magic Cash, Grand Master Flash, L.L raisin' hell
but it didn't last Eric B. and Rakim was da shit ta me I'd flip
to see a Dougie Fresh Show with Rickie G and Red Alert was puttin'
in work, and Chuck Chill had my homies on the hill gettin' ill,when
shit was real. Well I can still remember Raw with Daddy Cain, when De La
Soul was puttin' potholes in the game. I can't explain how it was,
Whodini had me puffin' on dat buddha gettin' buzzed, cuz there I was
Them block parties in da projects and on my block and tic ya don't stop
ya sippin' on dat private stock. And through my speakers Queen Latifah
and MC Lyte Listen to Treach and KRS ta get me through the night. With
Te La Rock and Madtronics with Stetsasonic, remember when Push it was da
bomb shit,
Ain't nothin' like da old school


CHORUS: What more can I say I wouldn't be here today if da old school
didn't pave the way


I had Shell toes and BVD's, a killa preaca shot my lees when I hit da
streetz. I'm playin' Skelly, Ring-a-levio when and catch a kiss, before
my homies in my hood learned ta smack a bitch. I remember, way back
da weak weed they had, too many seeds in da trade bag. Im on a train
headin' uptown freestylin' with some wild kids from Bucktown, Profilin'
cuz da hoochies were starin', checkin' what a niggaz wearin' I'm
wonderin' if dats her hair, I remember stick ball, humpin' hoochies on
da wall, takin' leaks up on da steps stinkin' up da hall. Through my
childhood wild as a juvenile a young nigga tryin' ta stay away from
Riker's Isle, Me and my homies breakin' ice tryin' ta keep it true out
on da roof sippin' 90 proof
ain't nothin' like da old school


CHORUS: What more can I say...


Remember Poppin and Lockin with Curtis Blow, the Daybelts, and Skat la
Rock da super hole back in latin corners. When Slick Rick was spittin'
Lodi Dodi, gaming no hoochies at da neighborhood block parties, I
remember breakdancin' to Mel E Mel, Jeckyl and Hyde, L.L. when he rocked
da bells forget da T.V I'd rather hit da streets and do grafitti be
careful don't let the transit cops see me
It ain't nothin' like da old school
It ain't nothin' like da old school


Chorus: What more can I say......


PAC: remember seein' Brooklyn go crazy up in the motherf*ckin party?
Remember MothaFukas used ta go"Is Brooklyn in da House" and Motherf*ckas
would lose they god damn minds. That's da old school to me
(SUPER ROB)
Thats what I'm sayin' I remember goin' places and mothafukas was scared
to say they was from anywhere but brooklyn. That shit was da bomb back
in da motherfukin' old school nigga, Remember Skelly niggas knockin
niggaz out the box, popin' boxes, (MY ADIDAS) Remember stick ball,
remember niggaz used ta run dat shit like that? Remember(L.L. COOL J IS
HARD AS HELL)screamin' up at ya momz from da window? The Icecream
trucks Remember all the..Remember the Italian Icees yo remember the
Italian Icees the spanish niggas comin' down with the coconut icees and
shit? (I CAME THROUGH DA DOOR SAID IT BEFORE.. DAT WAS DA SHIT

Ha ha, what you say?
Who you callin' rapist? Ain't that a bitch
You devils, are so two faceted
Wanna see me locked in chains, dropped in shame
And gettin' stalked by these crooked cops again
F*ckin' with the young black male, tryin' to stack mail
And um, stay away from the packed jails
I told the judge I'm in danger
And that's why I had that fo'-five with one in the chamber
F*ck the world

(They tryna say that I don't care)
I woke up screamin, "F*ck the world!"
(They tryna say that I don't care)
Just woke up and screamed, "F*ck the world!"
(They tryin' to say that I don't care)
Uh, I woke up and screamed, "F*ck the world!"
(They're tryna say that I don't care)
Just got up and screamed, "F*ck the world!"

When I was comin' up rough that wasn't even what you called it
That's why I smoke blunts now and run with alcoholics
I'm gettin', threats to me, comin' from my enemies
And, in they dreams it's, Hell where they sendin me
Have I, lost control or just another soul
A car full of motherf*ckers when we roll
Sippin' on yak as I sit back (YES!) life as a big mack
Brothers come up and say, "You did that?" (uh, uh, uh)
Never take yo' eyes off the prize, and even if you gettin' high
Don't ever hesitate to try
Cause you can fall off or stay ballin', niggas we all in
And them my motherf*ckers callin' (oh, oh, oh)
F*ck the world

(They tryna say that I don't care)
I woke up and screamed, "F*ck the world!"
(They tryna say that I don't care)
Just woke up and screamed, "F*ck the world!"
(They tryin' to say that I don't care)
I got up and screamed, "F*ck the world!"
(They tryna say that I don't care)
I woke up and screamed, "F*ck the world!"
(They tryin' to say that I don't care)

Man, f*ck the world
Damn, they wanna label me a menace
'Cause I'm sittin' here sippin' on Guinness
Weighin' 165, and these tricks should die
For bein' jealous of a brother when he rides
I can see it in yo' eyes, you wanna see a young playa fallin'
They hate to see a nigga ballin'
Some of you suckers is rottin', plottin' on what I got
And then you wonder why I shot him (boo-ya)
Stop givin' game for free, you wanna hang with me
Like being a thug is the thang to be?
But I got love for my homies, the G's and macks
And if you're black, you better stay strapped
Nigga, f*ck the world

(They tryna say that I don't care)
I woke up and screamed, "F*ck the world!"
(They try to say that I don't care)
I woke up and screamed, "F*ck the world!"
(They tryin' to say that I don't care)
Got up and screamed, "F*ck the world!"

Ha ha, f*ck the world! F*ck it
I hear my niggas screamin' f*ck the world

They wanna know if I claim the click, that I'm hangin' with
And if I'm down with this bangin' shit
Well homie I don't give a f*ck if you Blood or 'cause
Long as ya got love for thugs
But don't try to test me out, stall that
Homie this is Thug Life nigga and we all strapped
I been through, Hell and back, and if I, fell black
Then it's, back to the corner where we sell crack
Some of you niggas is bustas, you runnin 'round
With these tramp-ass bitches, don't trust her
But don't cry, this world ain't prepared for us
A straight thug motherf*cker who ain't scared to bust
F*ck the world!

(They tryna say that I don't care)
I woke up and screamed, "F*ck the world!"
(They're tryin' to say that I don't care)
I woke up screamin', "F*ck the world!" (uh)
(They tryin' to say that I don't care)
I woke up screamin', "F*ck the world!" (Yeah what's goin' on y'all?)
(uh, uh, uh) F*ck the world!

I don't care
I don't care, I don't care

Who you callin' rapist ??
ain't that a bitch
you devils are so two faced
wanna see me locked in chains
droped in shame
and getten socked by these crooked cops and game
f*ckin' with tha young black male
tryin' ta stack bail
and stay away from tha packed jails
told tha judge i'm in danger
and that's why I had that 45 with one in tha chamber
F*ck tha World


Chorus
their tryin' ta say that I don't care
I woke up screamin' f*ck tha world
their tryin' ta say that I don't care
just woke up and scream f*ck tha world
their tryin' ta say that I don't care
I woke up and screamed f*ck tha world
their tryin' ta say that I don't care
Just got up and screamed f*ck tha World

When I was commin up ruff
that wasn't even what you called it
that's why I smoke blunts now
and run with alcholics
i'm getten threats to me
commin from my enemies
in their dreams
is hell where they sending me ?
have I
lost control or just another soul
a car full of motherf*ckers when we roll
sippen on that as I sit back
life as a big mack
brothers come up and say
'you did that?'
brotha take your eyes off tha prize
and even when you getten high
don't hesitate to try
cause you could fall off or stay ballin'
niggas we all in ?
and all my mothaf*ckers callen...
f*ck tha World...



Chorus
Their tryin' ta say that I don't care
Woke up and screamed f*ck tha World
their tryin' ta say that I don't care
Just woke up and screamed f*ck tha World
their tryin' ta say that I don't care
I got up and screamed f*ck tha World
their tryin' ta say th

I shall fear no man, but God
though I walk through tha valley of death
I shed so many tears
Please God walk with me...

back in Elementary, I thrived on misery
left me alone I grew up amongst a dying breed
as my mind couldn't find a place ta rest
untill I got that Thug Life Planted on my chest
tell me can ya feel me ?
I'm not liven in tha Past, Ya wanna last
Be tha first ta blast, remember Kato
no longer with us he's deseased
call on tha sirens, I seem him murdered in tha streets
now rest in peace
Is there heaven for a 'G' ?
remember me, so many homies in tha cemetary
shed so many tears



Chorus
Lord
I suffer through tha years
and shed so many tears
Lord
I lost so many peers, shed so many tears

Now that i'm strugglin' in this business
by any means, label me greedy gettin green
but seldom seen
and f*ck tha world cuz i'm cursed
I'm havin visions of leaven here in a hurse
God can ya feel me ?
take me away from all tha pressure and all tha pain
show me some happiness again
i'm goin' blind
I spend my time in this cell, ain't livin' well
I know my destiny is hell, where did I fail ?
my life is in denial
and when I Die, babtised in Eternal Fire
shed so many tears...


Chorus
Lord
I suffer through tha years
and shed so many tears
Lord
I lost so many peers, shed so many tears

Now i'm lost and i'm weary
so many tears, i'm suicidal, so don't stand near me
my every move is a calculated step
ta bring me closer
to embrace an early death now there's nothing left
there was no mercy on tha streets
I couldn't rest
I'm barely standing