Song Lyrics

[nyepet]

DMX

You Could Be Blind

 

You could be blind

But you gon' see it when you need to see it

You gon' be fine

'Cause you gon' be here when you need to be here

One of a kind

First free your mind, and then you'll free your spirit

Go where I go, dog in my life

 

Now if you start with dirt, then you start with hurt

You start with "Oh, you ain't got?"

Well here, take my shirt

Start with work, blood and tears over the years

Goin' through whatever we go through, we stickin' it out here

Pups turn into dogs, tadpoles into frogs

I'm just eatin' what's in front of me, ain't thinking about yours

But I'ma keep my paws on what's mine

Beg 'til I find

Strapped 'til I'm blind

A nigga that whatever I do, still gon' be able to spit this

I'm wit' this, 'cause this is mine, you scared shitless

Rap niggas can't f#&k with the dog

Never, could be twenty below outside

I'm built for the weather

It could be hotter than lava, I wouldn't bother to sweat

Some of you niggas, form a following, but you startin' to forget

I paid my dues, not only did you not wear

But you would really love it

If you could meet that cat that made my shoes

C'mon!

 

Now see, what I do is peep s@%t, keep s@%t low

Keep paying attention to what you trying to show me

Livin', but you never know, we livin'

Don't give me what you don't owe me

Don't tell me that you love me

Don't talk s@%t, don't k*ll me slowly

'Cause a dog like me, is an only

Meaning, hit another like you, truth hurts, but I can't be phony

You always looking for bad, look at you mad

But you won't be satisfied 'til it took what you had

(Aight) I'm a thoro nigga, I keep my word

And anybody that's ever met me, got love for me

So I keep a heard

And that s@%t y'all niggas told me got me f#&ked up in the head

Went from, "Yo, that's my dog"

To, "Yeah, that nigga dead"

What the f#&k is all this?

News to me

Dog it's like s@%t ain't what it used to be

See some niggas choose to be on the other side of the fence

Keep riding with this, get fried in the mix

C'mon!

 

Now if it ain't that, then don't say that

'Cause I don't play that, y'all play that

But the poke ain't black, damn, why you say that?

I thought that...what?

Nevermind, I just thought it

We supposed to keep it real

I destroy what I was taught

Misery, love, company

Now you niggas talikin' 'bout jumpin' me, pumpin' me

Full of slugs, blood, stud with the love

Damn, I just gave, what a real, nigga does

Don't listen to the buzz, don't get caught up in the hype

You'll lose everything that you worked for

Trying to take a nigga's stripes

Live life through life, and so on and so on

That's when the grow on, man, get your flow on

You niggas gettin' too old for this kid s@%t

On the real, we all done did s@%t to get s@%t

Snake s@%t, right is right, wrong is wrong

Muh'f**ker, listen to this song

You see what s@%t I'm on

C'mon!

[nyepet]

DMX

Lord Give Me a Sign

 

Yeah! Uh! In the name of Jesus (spread the word!)

"No weapon formed against me shall prosper" (PREACH!)

"And every turn that rise against my judgment, thou shall condemn" (PREACH!)

(LORD GIVE ME A SIGN!) For this is the heritage of the servants of the Lord

(PREACH!) "And their righteousness is of me," said the Lord (PREACH!)

Amen... uh! Lord give me a sign!

 

I really need talk to you Lord

Since the last time we talked, the walk has been hard

Now I know you haven't left me, but I feel like I'm alone

I'ma big boy now, but I'm still not grown

And I'm still goin through it (WHAT!), pain and the hurt (YEAH!)

Soakin up trouble like rain in the dirt (YEAH!)

And I know! If only I can stop the rain

With just the mention of my savior's name.. in the name of Jesus!

Devil I rebuke you, for what I go through

Been tryna make me do, what I used to (WHAT!)

But all that stops right here (YEAH!)

As long as the Lord's in my life, I will have no fear

I will know no pain from the light to the dark (COME ON!)

I will no show no shame, spit it right from the heart (COME ON!)

'Cause it's right from the start, you held me down

And ain't.. nothin they can tell me now!

LORD GIVE ME A SIGN!

 

Let me know what's on yo' mind

Let me know what I'm gon' find

It's all in time, show me how to teach the mind

Show me how to reach the blind (LORD GIVE ME A SIGN!)

Show me what I gotsta do, to bring me closer to you

As I'ma go through, whatever you want me to

Just let me know what to do (LORD GIVE ME A SIGN!)

 

Please, show me some'n (some'n)

I'm tired talkin to him, knowin he frontin (frontin)

Cryin 'bout, "Life ain't nothin" (nothin)

But you either, be the one mad 'cause you trapped or the one huntin (COME ON!)

Trapped in yo' own mind, waitin on the Lord (YEAH!)

Or huntin with the word that cuts like a sword

The spoken word is stronger than, the strongest man

Carries the whole world like the strongest hand

Through the trials and tribulations, you never let us down

JESUS! I know you're here with us now

JESUS! I know you're still with us now

Keep it real with us now, I wanna feel, show me how

PLEASE! Let me take yo' hand, guide me! (WHAT!)

I'll walk slow but stay right beside me!

(PLEASE!) Devil's tryna find me! (PLEASE!)

Hide me! Hold up, I take that back

Protect me and give me the strength to fight back! (LORD GIVE ME A SIGN!)

 

Life or death, live or die (UH!)

I will never live a lie (UH!)

I'm gon' get because I try (WHAT!)

I won't quit until I die (WHAT!)

I'm gon' make it, wrong or right (YEAH!)

And make it through the darkest time (YEAH!)

And when the morning comes, you'll see

that all I have is God in me! (LORD GIVE ME A SIGN!)

[nyepet]

DMX, Method Man, Nas, Ja Rule

Grand Finale

 

[DMX - dialogue]

I ain't goin back to jail

Next time, the County or the State see me

it's gonna be in a bag

 

UHH! This is it baby!

End of the road, ha hah!

When you a dawg, you a dawg for life!

You don't hear me though, you don't hear me though

You don't hear me though, c'mon, c'mon!

 

[Method Man]

Watch them young guns that take none, nobody safe

from the Friday the 13th, ghetto Jason

Itchy trigger finger achin, snatch yo' ass

out that S-Class for fakin, forty-fo' blast

is a bloodbath, take your first step down a thug path

Ain't no love here, just slugs here

Kids know the half you get plugged here, that's just impossible

for the weak to last now behold the unstoppable

Third eye watchin you, watchin me

Throwin rocks from the penalty box, cop a plea

Young G we was born to die, don't cry for me

Just keep the heat closely and ride for me

Cause we family for better or worse, you and I

from the dirt, you snatch purse, so hard it hurt

to be here, and each year, I'm pourin out more beer

for deceased peers, holdin fort

Police line 'Do Not Cross', they found his corpse

in the loft with the head cut off, and butt naked

Homicide the crime Method, add another

killer verse to the murder record, the Grand Finale

 

[Lennox speaking - movie dialogue]

Who wan' test me, c'mon!

Me shot pussy-hole fi fun

 

[Nas Escobar]

Hot corners, cops with warrants, every block is boring

Friday night, getting bent, lick a poem

My dawg, not even home a month yet, and blaze a girl

in the stomach, he robbin niggaz who pumpin

Lil' Blood got popped, by the Group Home cat

Everybody nervous in the hood, pullin they gats

Fiend yellin out, who got those? Go and see

shorty snot-nosed, he don't floss but he got dough

Thug faces, fugitives runnin from court cases

Slugs shootin past for the love of drug paper

Queens cap peelers, soldiers, drug dealers

And God'll throw a beam of lightning down cause he feel us

May the next one, strike me down if I'm not the realest

The Mayor wanna call the SWAT team to come and k*ll us

but, dawgs are friends, if one see the morgue, one'll live

to get revenge, and we ride to the end

Bravehearts blow the lye with Henn, and still rise

Took alive with live men, my man got three six-to-eighteen's

and only five in, the Belly of the beast

Didn't wanna hear the s@%t I tried to tell him on the streets

It's irrelevant, the beast love to eat black meat

And got us niggaz from the hood, hangin off his teeth

We slangin to eat, bringin the heat

Bulletholes, razor scars is the pain in the street, huh

 

Ja Rule

 

When you a dawg you a dawg for life (ride or die)

My dawgs feel pain from love (see eye to eye)

Give us one shot at life (let us fly)

Come on niggaz! (we dawgs for life)

 

[DMX and Lakid {dialogue}]

There's mad money out here dawg

Mad money out here

What you tryin to get it? (Word up)

You gonna bust your gun to get it? (Tsh, whatever yo)

I hear you I hear you

 

[DMX]

Uhh, I've lost my grip on reality or so it would seem

Pinch myself to wake up, cause I KNOW it's a dream

Niggaz that don't know me see me and think I'ma rob em

Niggaz that know me well see me and think I'ma problem

I'm just a nigga that's misunderstood

But word to God I turn your last name to Underwood

Cause if I see it, I'ma take it and run with it, that's me

What type of bullshit is this nigga on? That's D

The dawg come and getcha outside

The more blood flows, when I plug holes with the snub nosed

Gun blows, bullets whistle, wouldn't miss you

Hit you all up in your mouth like it tried to kiss you

Drama, it's right here, how MUCH YOU NEED?

Beat you down with gat see how MUCH YOU BLEED

How MUCH YOU PLEAD, for your life, you was a killer

And all the bitches comin up out that ass you feelin, gettin realer

Now beg for your life, one more time, one more crime

one more nine, c'mon cry nigga

It's over! This is the s@%t, that hits hard

You either the last one standing, or the last one to fall

[iwalkalone]

Figured you out

Nickelback

 

I like your pants around your feet

I like the dirt that's on your knees

And I like the way you still say please

While you're looking up at me

You're like my favourite damn disease

 

And I love the places that we go

And I love the people that you know

And I love the way you can't say no

Too many long lines in a row

I love the powder on your nose

 

Ooooh

And now I know who you are

It wasn't that hard

Just to figure you out

And now I know who you are

It wasn't that hard

Just to figure you out

 

I like the freckles on your chest

And I like the way you like me best

And I like the way you're not impressed,

While you put me to the test

I like the white stains on your dress

 

And I love the way you pass the check

And I love the good times that you wreck

And I love your lack of self respect

While you're passed out on the deck

I love my hands around your neck

 

And now I know who you are

It wasn't that hard

Just to figure you out

And now I know who you are

It wasn't that hard

Just to figure you out

 

I love your pants around your feet

And I love the dirt that's on your knees

And I like the way you still say please

While you're looking up at me

You're like my favourite damn disease

 

And I hate the places that we go

And I hate the people that you know

And I hate the way you can't say no

Too many long lines in a row

I hate the powder on your nose

 

And now I know who you are

It wasn't that hard

Just to figure you out

And now I know who you are

It wasn't that hard

Just to figure you out

[nyepet]

DMX

Exit Wounds soundtrack

No Sunshine

 

It's dark, and hell is hot

 

Ain't no sunshine when it's on

Only darkness every day

Ain't no sunshine when it's on, cause when it's on

ya niggaz know to be gone, everytime, cause we don't play

 

"Who turned out the lights?" is what niggaz be sayin

Now you don't wanna fight, but y'all niggaz be playin

Thinkin it's alright, keep playin with that role

And you gonna know the night, when you layin in that hole

Dirt gettin tossed in yo' grave, now it's all over

Preacher said "You was brave," but now it's all over

You just one of the many, plenty, I done gave it to

(*boom*) Ain't no savin you

No matter how many tears your moms' cried

Ain't gon bring yo' ass back, plus in hell you gon' fry

Why? But now the only two relative questions

is "Do we bury him or burn? Any suggestions?"

Either way, you up out of here for good

Now when niggaz mention your name they knockin on wood

Did I, get my, point across?

Another body on the shottie another joint I toss

 

It ain't no sunshine when the Dark Man comes out

And I want mine, so I plan to keep my gun out

We got four 9's, so niggaz run in and run out

But I bust mine, cause I'd like to hear some shouts

Get at me dog, niggaz know how its goin dizzy

When it comes to that flow, I gets busy

Who is he? Dark Man, of the unknown

(GRRR, ARF!) One dog, one bone

Now who ain't goin home? Looks like you

You hear strike one, talkin s@%t, strike two

Won't be a strike three, cause I don't play fair

I'ma look you in your eye while he hit you from the rear

Be like - yeah, holdin you up cuz you fallin (WHAT?)

The Lord ain't comin, 'til niggaz stop callin

You was ballin, a minute ago, in it for dough

'til it was, "Yo, I swear to God, I didn't know"

 

And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

Whatchu think you gon' get, f#&k around with my dough

Just so it ain't no mistakes, this is my show

One (one) two (two) three, here I go!

Your s@%t is quick, and your s@%t is slick, but this s@%t is thick

Ain't you hear this s@%t? Damn right, I can finish s@%t

If you caught that verse without a rewind you can see mine

but you be blind, I'll do it 360 and come up from behind

Tap you on your shoulder, have you turnin around

Hit you with somethin that'll have you burnin the ground

Be like, "Damn, ain't nuttin left of money, but a pile of ash"

Life is good, so please enjoy it while it lasts

Cause you know ain't got much longer to go

The quicker you go depends on the stronger the flow

And niggaz know, I don't give a f#&k, right or wrong

There ain't no sunshine when it's on

[nyepet]

Aaliyah f/ DMX

Come Back in One Piece

 

* soundtrack version is edited - missing words are in brackets

 

[DMX]

There we go, okay, okay

Don't do me Greasy, okay

Uh, ay yo

You know what a dog needs

Do you really know what a dog needs?

Uh a dog needs a grrr!

What? What? A dog needs a grrr!

Come on

Not just any uh but a real uh

That's gonna hold that dog down

Arf! Arf!

 

Baby I am what I am, I'm gon' be who I be

Everything from chasing a cat to {pissin} on a tree

Let me see what I gotta to see

Do what I gotta to do

Dog for life but keep it true

Every once in a while I'll break out the backyard to roam

And get reckless

But I still know that home is home

And when I get there I'mma sit there

Take a {s@%t} there put my {dick} there

Do I handle my business?

{s@%t} yeah

I'mma run till I bust my gun and empty the clip

Never come home, I gotta go just gimme the whip

I ain't got time for the lip

Just open the fence

Let me go I'll come back

I ain't got time to convince

Ever since I was a pup

I've been stuck with the street {s@%t}

Keep the heat {s@%t}

{f#&k} it {nigga} gotta eat

I past on a weak {s@%t}

If it's out there I want it

All at one time

So when it's my time I've done it

 

[Aaliyah]

I know you'll k*ll for me

You'll die you me

I know you like to rip and run the streets

But I get nervous sometimes

Ooh baby I can't help to think

You might not make it home to eat

I barely sleep

Could you pick up a phone and call me at home?

And let me know you ain't in some heat

And don't go crying, you're grown

You know I'm looking out for you

Cause you be looking out for me, me, me

 

1 - [Chorus]

Yo you can go with your dogs

If you make this promise to me

You make it back in one piece

So you can go with your dogs

If you make this promise to me

You make it back in one piece

'Fore you go bendin the law

If you make this promise to me

You make it back in one piece

I know you up in it all

If you make this promise to me

You make it back in one piece

 

[Aaliyah](DMX)

And oh boy I know you got to do what you do, ooh-ooh

You're making moves, I'm makin' moves yo we cool

(What? What? What?)

Lay on your paws I got your back if you fall, hey-hey

Nothing's to big, nothing's to small just go ball, yeah

 

[DMX]

Uh dog tags around my neck the streets are mine

I might leave the heat behind

Cause in the streets I'm fine

That's why {niggaz} sleep till nine

Out by ten back by ten

Sleep till nine do it again

If you love something let it go

If it comes back to you it yours

If it doesn't {f#&k} it you'll never know

You got me I got you, uh

Dog with a dog, ride till we die

If it's on then it's on

[nyepet]

Limp Bizkit f/ DMX, Method Man, Redman, Swizz Beatz

Rollin' (Urban Assault Vehicle)

 

[Fred Durst]

Play the f#&kin track!

Play that f#&kin track!! Oh there it is

Limp Bizkit! DMX (what?)

Redman (that's right y'all) Method Man

We just keep on rollin baby

Are you ready...

Are you ready...

Are you ready!!!

 

[HOOK: Fred Durst]

Move in now move out!

Hands up, now hands down!

Back up! Back up!

Tell me what you gonna do now!

Breathe in, now breathe out!

Hands up, now hands down!

Back up! Back up!

Tell me what you gonna do now! [C'mon!]

You keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin [uh!]

Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin [What!]

Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin [uh!]

Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin

 

[Fred Durst]

Now I know y'all be lovin this s@%t right here

L-I-M-P, Bizkit is right here

People in the house put them hands in the air

Cause if you don't care, than we don't care

See I, ain't givin a f#&k, quit pressin your luck

Untouchable, branded unf#&kable

So keep me in this cage, until you run that mouth

Then I'ma have the plague, and break the f#&k out

And then we'll see who's left, after one round wit X

And what am I bringin next? Just know it's Red and Meth

So where the f#&k you at punk? Shut the f#&k up!

And back the f#&k up, while we f#&k this track up!

 

Are you ready...

Are you ready...

Are you ready!!!

 

 

[Method Man]

Oh what, y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?

Check my, dangerous slang atrocious

When I let these nuts hang, focus, it's Wu Tang

What the f#&k's a Hootie and the Blowfish

I wave my Black Flag at the roaches

who approaches, these twin, supersoakers

Who have poisonous darts for culprits

Too late to get your blow gun un-holstered

You're left buttered up and lightly toasted

So what, I drink and smoke too much

So what I cuss too much, shut the f#&k up!

 

[Redman]

Yo, yo

Now when we roll, you motherf#&kers tuck in your gold

Cause for the platinum, I'm jackin niggaz up in limos

It ain't nothin, for bullets to unbutton your clothes

Description, yellow male, tissue up in his nose

You bitches, swing the vine on the babboon nuts

I'm hairy as hell, outta hell and tattoed up

I'm a dog only f#&k in the bathroom, what?

In high school, I dealt only with the classroom sluts

 

[Method Man]

My name is, Johnny, Donnie, Brasco

Tuck the gat low, cut your cash flow

Yell if you want money, funny

A hungry dummy snatch crumbs from me

Doc and Hot Niks, bodies in the mosh pit

 

[Redman]

Yo, and I'm the D.O., you lookin at the raw invented

on Friday, I spit 35 to 40 minutes

Smell up the bathroom like Craig paw was in it

Endin up, on your back, Wu swords up in it

Anyone can match me I crack 'em all to Guinness

f#&k how many thugs players and ballers in it

Brick City, Shaolin, better call us sinners

Boys that'll run up in your wife, maul and spill it

PPPPPPP P- P- POW!

[AAAAAAAAAHH!]

Yo he said c'mon!!

 

[DMX]

It just don't get no darker than that kid with the Parker

Baldhead with the boots who shoots to make it spark

Now I'm a fair nigga, but ain't nann nigga

quicker than the hair-trigga, so if you dare nigga

It'll be like your man tryin to hold yo' brain to yo' head

But you'll be shittin on yourslef cause you, already dead

And at the funeral you won't need a casket

Leavin just enough of him to stuff in a basket

A tisket a tasket, I really need my ass kicked

My moms never let me forget, that I'm a bastard

I ain't never been s@%t, and ain't gon' be s@%t

That's why I take s@%t, whenever I see s@%t

It's just that D s@%t, D's short for do what I wanna do

And that's what I'm gonna do, right here in front of you

And I'll be runnin you and your man straight up out

While y'all niggaz ain't runnin a f#&kIN thing but yo' mouth

 

[Durst]

You, wanna mess with Limp Bizkit [yeah]

You can't mess with Limp Bizkit [why?]

Because we get it on, [when?] every day and every night [oh]

See this platinum thing right here? [uh huh]

Well we doin it all the time [what?]

So you better get some better beats

And uh, get some better rhymes [oooh!]

You really, really, really wanna get s@%t started

Well people everywhere just get retarded

Get retarded, get retarded, people everywhere just get retarded!

 

[HOOK]

 

That's right baby!

Watch out punk!

Limp Bizkit! DMX! Method Man! Redman!

And Swizz Beatz!

Where the f#&k you at?!

Bump that s@%t! Bump that s@%t! Bump that s@%t! Bump that s@%t!

Ruff Ryders! Punk!

[nyepet]

2Pac

Trapped

 

You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusion

Happiness, living on tha streets is a delusion

Even a smooth criminal one day must get caught

Shot up or shot down with tha bullet that he bought

Nine millimeter kickin' thinking about what tha streets do

to me

Cause they never talk peace in tha black community

All we know is violence, do tha job in silence

Walk tha city streets like a rat pack of tyrants

Too many brothers daily heading for tha big penn

Niggas commin' out worse offthan when they went in

Over tha years I done alot of growin' up

Getten drunk thrown' up

Cuffed up

Then I said I had enough

There must be another route, way out

To money and fame, I changed my name

And played a different game

Tired of being trapped in this vicious cycle

If one more cop harrasses me I just might go psycho

And when I gettem

I'll hittem with tha bum rush

Only a lunatic would like to see his skull crushed

Yo, if your smart you'll really let me go 'G'

But keep me cooped up in this ghetto and catch tha uzi

They got me trapped....

 

[uh uh, they can't keep tha black man down]

They got me trapped

[Naw, they can't keep tha black man down]

Trapped

[uh uh, they can't keep tha black man down]

Trapped

[Naw, they can't keep tha black man down]

 

They got me trapped

Can barely walk tha city streets

Without a cop harrassing me, searching me

Then asking my identity

Hands up, throw me up against tha wall

Didn't do a thing at all

I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall

Cuffed up throw me on tha concrete

Coppers try to k*ll me

But they didn't know this was tha wrong street

Bang bang, down another casualty

But it's a cop who's shot there's brutality

Who do you blame?

It's a shame because tha mans slain

He got caught in tha chains of his own game

How can I feel guilty after all tha things they did to me

Sweated me, hunted me

Trapped in my own community

One day i'm gonna bust

Blow up on this society

Why did ya lie to me ?

I couldn't find a trace of equality

Work me like a slave while they laid back

Homie don't play that

It's time I lett'em suffer tha payback

I'm tryin to avoid physical contact

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

They got me trapped

 

[uh uh, they can't keep tha black man down]

You know they got me trapped

[Naw, they can't keep tha black man down]

Trapped

[uh uh, they can't keep tha black man down]

You know they got me trapped

[Naw, they can't keep tha black man down]

 

Now i'm trapped and want to find a getaway

All I need is a 'G' and somewhere safe to stay

Can't use tha phone

Cause i'm sure someone is tappin in

Did it before

Ain't scared to use my gat again

I look back at hindsite the fight was irrelevant

But now he's tha devils friend

Too late to be tellin' him

He shot first and i'll be damned if I run away

Homie is done away I should of put my gun away

I wasn't thinkin' all I heard was tha ridicule

Girlies was laughin', Tup sayin "Damn homies is dissin you"

I fired my weapon

Started steppin' in tha hurricane

I got shot so I dropped

Feelin' a burst of pain

Got to my feet

Couldn't see nothin' but bloody blood

Now i'm a fugitive to be hunted like a murderer

Ran through an alley

Still lookin' for my getaway

Coppers said Freeze, or you'll be dead today

Trapped in a corner

Dark and I couldn't see tha light

Thoughts in my mind was tha nine and a better life

What do I do ?

Live my life in a prison cell

I'd rather die than be trapped in a living hell

They got me trapped

 

[uh uh, they can't keep tha black man down]

They got me trapped

[Naw, they can't keep tha black man down]

Trapped

[uh uh, they can't keep tha black man down]

You know they got me trapped

[Naw, they can't keep tha black man down]

Trapped

[nyepet]

2Pac

Keep Ya Head Up

 

Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice

I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots

I give a holler to my sisters on welfare

Tupac cares, if don't nobody else care

And uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot

When you come around the block brothas clown a lot

But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up

Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your head up

And when he tells you you ain't nuttin don't believe him

And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him

Cause sista you don't need him

And I ain't tryin to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em

You know it makes me unhappy (what's that)

When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy

And since we all came from a woman

Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman

I wonder why we take from our women

Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?

I think it's time to k*ll for our women

Time to heal our women, be real to our women

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

That will hate the ladies, that make the babies

And since a man can't make one

He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one

So will the real men get up

I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up

 

[Chorus - repeat 2X]

Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier

ooooo child things are gonna get brighter

 

Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me

He had me feelin like black was tha thing to be

And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tough

And though we had it rough, we always had enough

I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules

Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two

And I realize momma really paid the price

She nearly gave her life, to raise me right

And all I had ta give her was my pipe dream

Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen

I'm tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents

It's hard to be legit and still pay tha rent

And in the end it seems I'm headin for tha pen

I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the wind

Last night my buddy lost his whole family

It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity

It seems tha rain'll never let up

I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up

You know it's funny when it rains it pours

They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor

Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is

it ain't no hope for tha future

And then they wonder why we crazy

I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby

We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup

And even though you're fed up

Huh, ya got to keep your head up

 

And uhh

To all the ladies havin babies on they own

I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin all alone

Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome

Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em

Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure

And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more

Cause ain't nuttin worse than when your son

wants to kno why his daddy don't love him no mo'

You can't complain you was dealt this

hell of a hand without a man, feelin helpless

Because there's too many things for you to deal with

Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless

While tears, is rollin down your cheeks

Ya steady hopin things don't all down this week

Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me

I was given this world I didn't make it

And now my son's getten older and older and cold

From havin the world on his shoulders

While the rich kids is drivin Benz

I'm still tryin to hold on to my survivin friends

And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but

please... you got to keep your head up

[nyepet]

Thug Life f/ Natasha Walker

Bury Me a G

 

Thinkin back, reminiscin on my teens

A young G, gettin paid offa dopefiends

f#&kin off cash that I made

Nigga what's the sense of workin hard if you never get to play?

I'm hustlin, stayin out 'til it's dawn

And comin home, at 6 o'clock in the mornin

Hands on my glock, eyes on the prize

Finger on the trigger when a nigga ride

Shootin craps, bustin niggaz out the do'

Pick my money off the flo', God bless the tre-fo'

Stuck on full, drunk again

Sippin on gin with a couple of friends (ha ha)

Say them Thug Life niggaz be like major pimps

Stickin to the rules wasn't made for sin (beotch!)

And if I die, let it be

But when they come for me, bury me a G

 

I ain't got time for bitches

Gotta keep my mind on my motherf#&kin riches

Even when I die, they won't worry me

Mama don't cry, bury me a G

 

More trouble than the average

Just made 25 and I'm livin like a savage

Bein a G it ain't no easy thing

Cause you could f#&k around get crossed and get stuck in the game

And for the rest of your life you will sit, and reminisce

Wonder why it had to end like this

And to the G's you can feel my pain

until the motherf#&ker gets born again

 

You thought I was a game kid, I'm not the nigga for playin games

I let my buckshots rang when I pull the trigger on my gauge

I'm on a rampage makin runs for the devil

Ain't nothin on my mind but gettin in some trouble

I'm tired of hidin double-ups from the hold-up

Just to get a nigga for some blunts, or in some jewelry store

(BREAK YO'SELF!) I gives a f#&k niggaz outta luck when I bust

Put me to my death but I'm a G 'til the enemy bury me

 

I got nothin tp lose so I choose to be a killer

Went from bangin to slangin now I'ma dope dealer

All my life payed tha price, to be the boss

Back in school wrote the rules, on gettin tossed

Poppin rocks on the block was a pasttime

Pack a 9 all the time, you wanna test mine?

Don't cry, I'd die before they play me

From the cradle to the grave, bury me a G

 

Straight Thug G, kickin it with the homies in the hood

Gettin drunk, smokin blunts, a bitch said I'm no good

I gives a f#&k I spend my time in the dope spot

Never had no time for no bitch when slangin rocks

And bustin caps on you punk ass marks

Fake-ass G's, bitch niggaz with no heart

I'm stayin real 'til I'm six feet deep

So when a nigga gone, just bury me a G

 

Stuck on full, Tanqueray got a nigga high

Lord knows I don't need another DUI

I live the Thug Life, heartless hustler

Just cause I f#&ked, don't mean I trust her

Now my pager's vibratin, can't sleep

So I'm mobbin to the ho's house, bumpin Isley

Is it cool to f#&k is what I'm askin

Bitch recognize game and start laughin

Now I'm all in the guts and s@%t (Nigga you crazy!)

Prayin that a nigga don't nut too quick

Cause I'll f#&k and get up, I let ya know (beotch!)

I'll be a ten minute brother for a two-dollar ho

Lots of hoes get mad and s@%t (ha ha)

I let a trick be a trick you can have that bitch

Cause I doubt if I change; the game's a motherf#&ker

Real niggaz turn to bustas, bury me a G

 

Don't cry don't cry cause I ain't got time for bitches

f#&k them bitches y'know?!

Them hoes can die for all I care, this a Thug Life thang BEOTCH!

Reminisce, and I ain't got time for bitches, bitches.. hahaha..

[nyepet]

Thug Life

Don't Get it Twisted

 

(Mopreme)

Just 'cause a nigga come in he got style

Don't think I won't flip it

Don't pull your file

But I got enough bullshit to deal with

I'm rollin' with the thugs so

You must be on drugs to the head

Get your ass break down

Broken half baby

I'm a feelin' like a motherf#&kin psychopathic

And if you got beef best leave it in the freezer

I'm no joke

Mopreme straight lo

And you could get smoked

You hook the s@%t you get stroked

And all of that

And later be back for your motherf#&kin dope sack

Kid it ain't the type of day to play doughnut

Don't get your ass sewn up

Why you leakin on my blown out

Hey, you're mixed up like a bowl of nuts

You f#&k around and got it twisted up

Boy, don't get it twisted

 

(Macadoshis)

It's the Macadoshis coming from the dark side

The park side where the O.G.s do ride

Ain't nothing but killers in the park

As many niggas lost they's heart

When my gat sparks

I'll bust a cap in that ass

Don't get it twisted

When I'm on a mission, niggas come with Mishy

You busters gettin disciplined

And you're comin' up short on your life

When i smoke you with this mac-10

When it's on it's on

f#&k it

I'm makin niggas kick the bucket when I check em' by inducis

Ain't no think to let my s@%t spin

You on my s@%t list hope you got a death wish

I tried to warn you but you missed me

You should have listened motherf#&ker when i said:

Don't get it twisted!

 

(Rated R)

Niggas got problems about gettin s@%t twisted

They need to stay the f#&k out of grown folks business

Kids get a kick out of bumpin their big clips

But don't front no s@%t that brought no s@%t that peace started

Cause I'm a cold hearted rider straight dunkin'

never through with my streets

Never hurt nobody but my heat

East side brothers don't hear me though

They'd rather get s@%t twisted and gather like hoes

Bitch make ass niggas when I caught 'em

Couldn't bust a drape if they wanted

They're soft like Charmin

But I don't sweat varmits

I suffer with my black group

Just a one-day murderer

On the motherf#&kin Rudy Poop

I snapped his soul, son

Ain't no damn thing funny when I spray your ass with my tongue

And your mommy can't save you now

Cause you got the job twisted up

For f#&kin' with a killer

[nyepet]

Thug Life f/ Nate Dogg

How Long Will They Mourn Me?

 

[2Pac]

How long will they mourn me?

Yeah! This for my nigga Kato, it's still on nigga - believe that

We live a Thug Life, Thugs for Life, ha ha

(How long will they mourn me?) We handle this s@%t for you bwoy

Yeah nigga.. Tupac in this motherf#&ker

 

All my homies drinkin liquor, tears in everybody's eyes

Niggaz cried, to mourn a homie's homicide

But I can't cry, instead I'm just a shoulder

Damn, why they take another soldier?

I load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry

I'll get them suckers back before your buried (s@%t)

Retaliate and pull a one-eight-seven

Do real niggaz get to go to heaven?

How long will they mourn me? Bury me a motherf#&kin G

Bitch don't wanna die; then, don't f#&k with me

It's kinda hard to be optimistic

When your homie's lyin dead on the pavement twisted

Y'all don't hear me doe, I'm tryin hard to make amends

But I'm losin all my motherf#&kin friends.. damn!

They should've shot me when I was born

Now I'm trapped in the motherf#&kin storm

How long will they mourn me?

 

[Chorus: Nate Dogg + 2Pac]

[Nate] I wish it would have been another

[2Pac] How long will they mourn me?

[Nate] How long.. will they mourn.. my brother

(Half them niggaz all dead and s@%t)

[2Pac] How long will they mourn me?

[Nate] I wish it would have been another

(Dedicated this to Kato nigga, and e'ry thug)

[2Pac] How long will they mourn me?

[Nate] How long.. will they mourn.. my brother

(Yo nigga, we gotta keep this s@%t goin on, yo Syke)

 

[big Syke]

How long will they mourn me? Every motherf#&kin day homie

You stayed down when the other niggaz didn't know me

From my heart to the trigger you my f#&kin nigga

And things won't be the same without ya nigga

I remember kickin back, you wanted a 'llac

And goin half on a motherf#&kin hundred sack

Smokin blunt after blunt, and steady drinkin

Hung around so much, you knew what I was thinkin

Tell me Lord, why you take big Kato?

So confused not knowing which way to go

I'm goin crazy and runnin out of f#&kin time

I can't take it, I'm losin my f#&kin mind

So day after day, ride after ride

We'll hook up on the other side

Watch over your family and your newborn

Til we meet again homie - how long will they mourn me?

 

[Chorus: Nate Dogg + Big Syke]

[Nate] I wish it would have been another (Big Kato)

[syke] How long will they mourn me? (It's still on nigga)

[Nate] How long.. will they mourn.. my brother

[syke] How long will they mourn me?

[Nate] I wish it would have been another (Yeah)

[syke] How long will they mourn me?

[Nate] How long.. will they mourn.. my brother

[syke] Rated R (Double Jeapordy) Mac 10

 

[The Rated R]

Damn, a nigga tired of feelin sad, I'm tired of puttin in work

I'm tired of cryin watchin my homies leave the - earth

I know soon one day I'll be in the dirt

And my peoples'll be mournin, when they get a call from the coroner

All niggaz can say is that's f#&ked up

And get tossed up, reminiscin how we grew up (my nigga)

Rest and love to my nigga Kato, see you in the crossroads real soon

For now let me pour out some brew

I'll be always thinkin of ya homie

Rest in peace.. how long will they mourn me?

 

[Macadoshis]

We know life's a f#&kin trip, and everybody gotta go

But why the f#&k it have to be my nigga Kato?

Another nigga fell victim to the chrome

It's enough to make you crazy, it's f#&kin with my dome

Ya only live once on this earth

A nigga had it bad, since the day, of my motherf#&kin birth (uh)

But niggaz say they down and they always be my homie

But when a nigga gone, bow long will ya mourn me? (YEAH!)

[nyepet]

2Pac f/ Dramacydal

Me Against the World

 

It's just me against the world

 

Nuttin to lose..

It's just me against the world baby

I got nuttin to lose

It's just me against the world

Stuck in the game

Me against the world baby

 

Verse One: 2Pac

 

Can you picture my prophecy?

Stress in the city, the cops is hot for me

The projects is full of bullets, the bodies is droppin

There ain't no stoppin me

Constantly movin while makin millions

Witnessin killings, leavin dead bodies in abandoned buildings

Carries to children cause they're illin

Addicted to killin and the appeal from the cap peelin

Without feelin, but will they last or be blasted?

Hard headed bastard

Maybe he'll listen in his casket -- the aftermath

More bodies being buried -- I'm losing my homies in a hurry

They're relocating to the cemetary

Got me worried, stressin, my vision's blurried

The question is will I live? No one in the world loves me

I'm headed for danger, don't trust strangers

Put one in the chamber whenever I'm feelin this anger

Don't wanna make excuses, cause this is how it is

What's the use unless we're shootin no one notices the youth

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

 

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

[nyepet]

2Pac

Temptations

 

Yo Mo Bee main, drop that s@%t!

 

You know what time, boo-yaow

I know it's time for you

So grab one by the hand youknowhatI'msayin

And uhh, throw up that finger

Ay yo yo yo throw y'all fingers up!

Thug style baby, Thug style y'know?

 

[Verse One]

Tell me baby are you lonely? Don't wanna rush ya

I can help ya if ya only, let me touch ya

If I'm wrong love tell me, cause I get caught up

and the life I live is Hell see, I never thought I'd see

the day when I would calm down, you ain't heard

I've been known to clown and Get Around, that's my word

See you walkin and you lookin good, yes indeed

Got a body like a sex fiend, you're killin me

witcha attitude to match right, don't be phony

cause I hate when you act like, you don't know me

I've be stressin in the spotlight, I want the fame

but the industry's a lot like, a crap game

Ain't no time for commitment, I gotta go

Can't be wit you every minute miss, another show

And even though I'm known for my one night stand

(Look here) I wanna be an honest man, but temptations go

 

Throw up the finger!

And all my homies go..

Throw them the finger!

Ya know what baby it's like

 

I know you've been searchin for someone

To make you happy, and get the job done

You say you needed, a man with money

But I can't be there, and will you still care

 

[Verse Two]

Will I cheat or will I be committed, heaven knows

Gettin weak and I wanna hit it, so here I go

in my ride and I'm all in, gettin high

I can hear the people callin, I'm passin by

Everybody knows I'm ball-in, and to God

Gotta keep myself from fall-in, but it's hard

All the cuties know I'm under pressure, what do I do

Gettin shaky when she pull the dress up, and say it's cool

Should I stroke or should I wait a while, you decide

If you tell me that you don't want it, that's a lie

Move close and let me whisper, some dirty words

in your ears as I kiss ya, on every curve

Slow down baby don't rush, I like it slow

Can't hold it any longer, so let it go

Open the gates to your waterfall up in heaven

And don't worry, I let myself in, all I heard was

 

Give em the finger!

All my homies go..

Throw your fingers up!

That's just the Thug in me girl, you know

Peep out all my homies, y'know, it's like

 

{*singing*}

I know you've been searchin for someone

To make you happy, and get the job done

You say you needed, a man with money

But I can't be there, and will you still care

 

[Verse Three]

A lot of people think it's easy, to settle down

Got a woman that'll please me, in every town

I don't wanna but I gotta do it, the temptation

got me ready to release the fluid, sensation

sit down and conversate like you know me, take my hand

Cause even Thugs get lonely, understand

Even the hardest of my homies need attention

Catch you blowin up the telephone, reminiscin

I wanna take you to the movies, and the park

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the dark

Now that it's passion, hold me tight

Don't need lights, I can see you by the moonlight

I know your man ain't lovin you right

You're lonely and depressed you need a Thug in your life

Enough talkin, you want me to leave, I'll get to walkin

See you later, cause baby I'm a player, and all I heard was

 

Give em the finger

And all my homies go.. yo this how we gonna do this in the nine-trey y'know?

Throw your fingers up

Y'know? They gonna peep this, this how we run game on you

 

All my niggaz go

Uptown in the

Give em the finger!

Throw your hands up

Give em the finger!

[nyepet]

2Pac

Dear Mama

 

You are appreciated

 

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

 

Lady...

Don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady

And Dear mama

Place no one above ya, sweet lady

You are appreciated

Don't cha know we love ya?

 

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

 

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