Текст песни 2 Pac ft. Dramacydal - Me Against The World

Bad Boys - OST / Плохие парни - Саундтрек
Жанр: Rap / OST
Исполнитель: 2 Pac ft. Dramacydal
Альбом: Bad Boys - OST / Плохие парни - Саундтрек
Длительность: 04:41
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Chorus [Verse One: 2Pac] Can you picture my prophecy? Stress in the city, the cops is hot for me The projects is full of bullets, the bodies is droppin There ain't no stoppin me Constantly movin while makin millions Witnessin killings, leavin dead bodies in abandoned buildings Carries to children cause they're illin Addicted to killin and the appeal from the cap peelin Without feelin, but will they last or be blasted? Hard headed bastard Maybe he'll listen in his casket -- the aftermath More bodies being buried -- I'm losing my homies in a hurry They're relocating to the cemetary Got me worried, stressin, my vision's blurried The question is will I live? No one in the world loves me I'm headed for danger, don't trust strangers Put one in the chamber whenever I'm feelin this anger Don't wanna make excuses, cause this is how it is What's the use unless we're shootin no one notices the youth It's just me against the world baby [Verse Two: Dramacydal] Could somebody help me? I'm out here all by myself See ladies in stores, Baby Capone's, livin wealthy Pictures of my birth on this Earth is what I'm dreamin Seein Daddy's semen, full of crooked demons, already crazy and screamin I guess them nightmares as a child had me scared, but left me prepared for a while Is there another route? For a crooked Outlaw Veteran, a villian, a young thug, who one day shall fall Everday there's mo' death, and plus I'm dough-less I'm seein mo' reasons for me to proceed with thievin Scheme on the scheming and leave they peeps grieving Cause ain't no bucks to stack up, my nuts is backed up I'm bout to act up, go load the Mac up, now watch me klacka Tried makin fat cuts, but yo it ain't workin And Evil's lurking, I can see him smirking when I gets to pervin, so what? Go put some work in, and make my mail, makin sales Risking 25 with a 'L', but oh well [Verse Three: 2Pac] With all this extra stressin The question I wonder is after death, after my last breath When will I finaly get to rest? Through this supression they punish the people that's askin questions And those that possess, steal from the ones without possesions The message I stress: to make it stop study your lessons Don't settle for less - even the genius asks-es questions Be grateful for blessings Don't ever change, keep your essence The power is in the people and politics we address Always do your best, don't let the pressure make you panic And when you get stranded And things don't go the way you planned it Dreamin of riches, in a position of makin a difference Politicians and hypocrites, they don't wanna listen If I'm insane, it's the fame made a brother change It wasn't nuttin like the game It's just me against the world [Outro: 2Pac] Heh, hahahahahahah That's right I know it seem hard sometimes but uhh Remember one thing Through every dark night, there's a bright day after that So no matter how hard it get, stick your chest out Keep your head up, and handle it
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