Album : 2Pacalypse Now
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I don't give a fuck, they done push me to the limit the more I live
I might blow up any minute, did it again
Now I'm in the back of the paddy wagon
While this cops bragging about the nigga he's jackin'

I see no justice, all I see is niggas dying fast
The sound of a gun blast, then watch the hurst past
Just another day in the life 'G'
Gotta step lightly 'cuz cops tried to snipe me

The catch, they don't wanna stop at the brother man
But then they'll have an accident and pick up another man
I went to the bank to cash my check
I get more respect from the muthafuckin' dope man

The Grammy's and the American music shows pimp us like hoes
They got dough but they hate us though
You better keep your mind on the real shit
And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocrites

The way they see it, we was meant to be keep down
Just can't understand why we getting respect now
Mama told me they're be days like this
But I'm pissed 'cause it stays like this

And now they trying to send me off to Kuwait
Gimme a break, how much shit can a nigga take
I ain't goin' nowhere no how, what you wanna throw down
Better bring your guns pal, 'cuz this is the day we make 'em pay

Fuck bailin' hate I bail and spray with my AK
And even if they shoot me down, there'll be another nigga bigger
From the muthafuckin' underground,, so step but you better step quick
'Cause the clocks goin' tick and I'm sick of the bullshit

You're watching the makings of a physcopath
The truth didn't last, before the wrath and aftermath
Who's that behind the trigger? Who'd do yah figure?
A muthafuckin' night nigga, ready to buck and rip shit up

I had enough and I don't give a fuck, niggas, isn't just the blacks
Also a gang of muthafuckas dressed in blue slacks
They say niggas hang in packs and their attitude is shitty
Tell me, who's the biggest gang of niggas in the city

They say niggas like to do niggas
Throw me in the cuffs with just two niggas
A street walkin' nigga and a beat walkin' nigga with a badge
I had to shoot yah and the pass for the blast take his cash

And bash his head in dump him at the dead in and that's just his luck
'Cause a nigga like me don't really give a fuck
Walked in the store what's everybody staring at
They act like they never seen a muthafucker wearing black

Following a nigga and shit, ain't this a bitch
All I wanted was some chips, I wanna take my business else where
But where? 'Cause who in the hell cares
About a black man with a black need

They wanna jack me like some kind of crack fiend
I wonder if knows that my income is more than
His pension, salary and then some
Your daughter is my number one fan

And your trife ass wife wants a life with a black man
So who's the mac in fact who's the black jack
Sit back and get fat off the fat cat
While he thinks that he's getting over

I bust a move as smooth as Casanova and count another quick meal
I'm getting paid for my traid but its still real
And if you look between the lines you'll find a rhyme
As strong as a fuckin' nine

Mail stacked up niggas wanna act up
Let's put the gats up and throw your backs up
But the cops getting dropped by the gun shot
Usta come but he's done, now we run the block

To my brothers stay strong keep yah heads up
They know we fed up, but we they just don't give a fuck
They just don't give a fuck, I gotta give my fuck offs

Fuck you to the San Francisco Police Department
Fuck you to the Marin county Sheriff Department
Fuck you to the F.B.I., fuck you to the C.I.A.
Fuck you to the bush, fuck you to the America

Fuck you to all you redneck prejudice muthafuckas and fuck yah
Fuck y'all, punk gay sensitive little dick bastards, 2paclypse
Muthafuckin' know, y'all can kiss my ass and suck my dick and
My uncle Tommy's balls, fuck y'all, punks, punks, punks, punks, punks
I don't give a fuck, they done push me to the limit the more I live   I might blow up any minute, did it again   Now I'm in the back of the paddy wagon   While this cops bragging about the nigga he's jackin'      I see no justice, all I see is niggas dying fast   The sound of a gun blast, then watch the hurst past   Just another day in the life 'G'   Gotta step lightly 'cuz cops tried to snipe me      The catch, they don't wanna stop at the brother man   But then they'll have an accident and pick up another man   I went to the bank to cash my check   I get more respect from the muthafuckin' dope man      The Grammy's and the American music shows pimp us like hoes   They got dough but they hate us though   You better keep your mind on the real shit   And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocrites      The way they see it, we was meant to be keep down   Just can't understand why we getting respect now   Mama told me they're be days like this   But I'm pissed 'cause it stays like this      And now they trying to send me off to Kuwait   Gimme a break, how much shit can a nigga take   I ain't goin' nowhere no how, what you wanna throw down   Better bring your guns pal, 'cuz this is the day we make 'em pay      Fuck bailin' hate I bail and spray with my AK   And even if they shoot me down, there'll be another nigga bigger   From the muthafuckin' underground,, so step but you better step quick   'Cause the clocks goin' tick and I'm sick of the bullshit      You're watching the makings of a physcopath   The truth didn't last, before the wrath and aftermath   Who's that behind the trigger? Who'd do yah figure?   A muthafuckin' night nigga, ready to buck and rip shit up      I had enough and I don't give a fuck, niggas, isn't just the blacks   Also a gang of muthafuckas dressed in blue slacks   They say niggas hang in packs and their attitude is shitty   Tell me, who's the biggest gang of niggas in the city      They say niggas like to do niggas   Throw me in the cuffs with just two niggas   A street walkin' nigga and a beat walkin' nigga with a badge   I had to shoot yah and the pass for the blast take his cash      And bash his head in dump him at the dead in and that's just his luck   'Cause a nigga like me don't really give a fuck   Walked in the store what's everybody staring at   They act like they never seen a muthafucker wearing black      Following a nigga and shit, ain't this a bitch   All I wanted was some chips, I wanna take my business else where   But where? 'Cause who in the hell cares   About a black man with a black need      They wanna jack me like some kind of crack fiend   I wonder if knows that my income is more than   His pension, salary and then some   Your daughter is my number one fan      And your trife ass wife wants a life with a black man   So who's the mac in fact who's the black jack   Sit back and get fat off the fat cat   While he thinks that he's getting over      I bust a move as smooth as Casanova and count another quick meal   I'm getting paid for my traid but its still real   And if you look between the lines you'll find a rhyme   As strong as a fuckin' nine      Mail stacked up niggas wanna act up   Let's put the gats up and throw your backs up   But the cops getting dropped by the gun shot   Usta come but he's done, now we run the block      To my brothers stay strong keep yah heads up   They know we fed up, but we they just don't give a fuck   They just don't give a fuck, I gotta give my fuck offs      Fuck you to the San Francisco Police Department   Fuck you to the Marin county Sheriff Department   Fuck you to the F.B.I., fuck you to the C.I.A.   Fuck you to the bush, fuck you to the America      Fuck you to all you redneck prejudice muthafuckas and fuck yah   Fuck y'all, punk gay sensitive little dick bastards, 2paclypse   Muthafuckin' know, y'all can kiss my ass and suck my dick and   My uncle Tommy's balls, fuck y'all, punks, punks, punks, punks, punks