Grass, glass, big screen and leather couch To get your safe, knowin you on that paper chase It be them same motherfuckers in your face that'll rush up in your place Tellin them niggaz, "You can fade him," punk I wish you would Sold a half a million tapes now everybody want himĪfter talkin behind my back like a bitch would Got him, lurked him, crept the fuck up on him So judge us when we get to where we're goin wearin a cross, that's real He gon' get me first, if I don't get him fool start prayinĪin't no such thing as self-defense in the court of law Would you be wrong, for buckin a nigga to the pavement? Pac I feel ya, keep servin it on the realaįor instance say a playa hatin mark is out to kill ya
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That they gotta tell me how to live my life That which does not kill me can only make me strongerĪnd I don't see why everybody feel as though Mista, Po-lice, please try to see that it'sĪ million motherfuckers stressin just like me
No more hesitation each and every black male's trappedĪnd they wonder why we suicidal runnin round strapped Is what we scream as we dream in a paranoid stateĭear Mama, can you save me? And fuck peaceĬause the streets got our babies, we gotta eat There's a ghetto up in Heaven and it's ours, Black Power I'd rather die like a man, than live like a coward I'm walkin through the cemetary talkin to the, dirt Somebody help me, tell me where to go from hereĬause even Thugs cry, but do the Lord care? How did it come to this? I wish they didn't miss I call the nurse cause it hurts, to reminisce I wake up stranglin, danglin my bed sheets I'm having nightmares, homicidal fantansies Still I, can't breathe, somethings evil in my IVĬause everytime I breathe, I think they killin me *beeping sound stops*
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Got a body full of bullet holes layin here naked I hear the doctor standing over me *heart monitor: beeping slowly* Only God can judge me, only God can judge Recollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix I can't lie, ain't no love for the other sideĮverybody's droppin got me knockin on heaven's doorĪnd all my memories, of seein brothers bleedĪnd everybody grieves, but still nobody sees
I've been Trapped since birth, cautious, cause I'm cursedĪnd they say it's the white man I should fearīut, it's my own kind doin all the killin here Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine?Įverybody's dyin tell me what's the use of tryin Look to my future cause my past, is all behind me I couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty ratsĪnd hocus pocus try to focus but I can't see Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back All you other motherfuckers get out my business