Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: 2Pac f Rappin 4-TayНазвание : Only God Can Judge MeДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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Only God can judge me, is that right? [synth voice] Only God can judge me now Only God baby, nobody else, nobody else All you other motherfuckers get out my business Verse One: 2Pac Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back I couldn`t trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed And hocus pocus try to focus but I can`t see And in my mind I`ma blind man doin time Look to my future cause my past, is all behind me Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine? Everybody`s dyin tell me what`s the use of tryin I`ve been Trapped since birth, cautious, cause I`m cursed And fantasies of my family, in a hearse And they say it`s the white man I should fear But, it`s my own kind doin all the killin here I can`t lie, ain`t no love for the other side Jealousy inside, make em wish I died Oh my Lord, tell me what I`m livin for Everybody`s droppin got me knockin on heaven`s door And all my memories, of seein brothers bleed And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees Recollect your thoughts don`t get caught up in the mix Cause the media is full of dirty tricks Only God can judge me Chorus: 2Pac [synth voice] Only God can judge me That`s right baby, yeah baby [synth voice] Only God Hahahahahahahaha [synth + Pac] Only God can judge me, only God can judge [synth cont.] me, only God Only God can judge me [synth + Pac] Only God can judge me And only God can [synth voice] Only God can judge me, only God Only God can judge me [synth + Pac] Only God can judge me Only God can judge me [synth voice] Only God can judge me, only God Only God can judge me [synth voice] Only God can judge me now *heart monitor: long beep* Flatline! Verse Two: 2Pac I hear the doctor standing over me *heart monitor: beeping slowly* screamin I can make it Got a body full of bullet holes layin here naked Still I, can`t breathe, somethings evil in my IV Cause everytime I breathe, I think they killin me *beeping sound stops* I`m having nightmares, homicidal fantansies I wake up stranglin, danglin my bed sheets I call the nurse cause it hurts, to reminisce How did it come to this? I wish they didn`t miss Somebody help me, tell me where to go from here Cause even Thugs cry, but do the Lord care? Try to remember, but it hurts I`m walkin through the cemetary talkin to the, dirt I`d rather die like a man, than live like a coward There`s a ghetto up in Heaven and it`s ours, Black Power is what we scream as we dream in a paranoid state And our fate, is a lifetime of hate Dear Mama, can you save me? And fuck peace Cause the streets got our babies, we gotta eat No more hesitation each and every black male`s trapped And they wonder why we suicidal runnin round strapped Mista, Po-lice, please try to see that it`s a million motherfuckers stressin just like me Only God can judge me Chorus w/ variations Interlude: 2Pac That which does not kill me can only make me stronger (That`s for real) and I don`t see why everybody feel as though that they gotta tell me how to live my life (You know?) Let me live baby, let me live Verse Three: Rappin 4-Tay, Tupac Pac I feel ya, keep servin it on the reala For instance say a playa hatin mark is out to kill ya Would you be wrong, for buckin a nigga to the pavement? He gon` get me first, if I don`t get him fool start prayin Ain`t no such thing as self-defense in the court of law So judge us when we get to where we`re goin wearin a cross, that`s real Got him, lurked him, crept the fuck up on him Sold a half a million tapes now everybody want him After talkin behind my back like a bitch would Tellin them niggaz, "You can fade him," punk I wish you would It be them same motherfuckers in your face that`ll rush up in your place to get your safe, knowin you on that paper chase Grass, glass, big screen and leather couch My new shit is so fetti already sold a key of ounce Bitch, remember Tupac and 4-Tay Them same two brothers dodgin bullets representin the Bay Pac when you was locked down, that`s when I`ll be around Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown That`s why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin sellin lies Don`t think I don`t see you haters, I know you all in disguise Guess you figure you know me cause I`m a Thug That love to hit the late night club, drink then buzz Been livin lavish like a player all day Now I`m bout to floss em off, player shit with 4-Tay Only God can judge me Chorus w/ variations [4Tay] Only God main [2Pac] That right? [4Tay] That`s real [2Pac] Hahahahahaha [4Tay] Fuck everybody else, yaknowhatI`msayin? [2Pac] Man, look here man My only fear of death is comin back to this bitch reincarnated That`s for the homey mental We up out Chorus w/out 2Pac continues to fade | Похожие исполнители: |
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