My family tree, consists of drug dealers, thugs and killers Struggling, known to hustle screamin' f*ck they feelings I got advice from my father, all he told me was this Niggas, get off your ass if you plan to be rich There's ten rules to the game, but I'll share with you two Know, niggas gon' hate you for whatever you do Now rule one, get your cash on, M.O.B. That's Money Over Bitches, cause they breed envy Now rule two is a hard one, watch for phonies Keep yo', enemies close nigga,watch yo' homies It seemed a little unimportant, when he told me I smiled Picture jewels being handed, to an innocent child I never knew in my lifetime I'd live by these rules Initiated as an outlaw, studying rules Now papa ain't around, so I gotta recall Or come to grips with being on my enemy's wall (rest in peace) Promised if I have a seed, I'ma guide him right Dear Lord don't let me die tonight I got words for my comrades, listen and learn Ain't nothing free, give back what you earn, no doubt Gettin higher than a motherfucker, blessed and pleased This Thug Life'll be the death of me, see'mon, yeah And I remember what my papa told me Remember what my papa told me, blasphemy [Chorus] Love for them that steal in the name of the Lord Dem a tell 'nough lie but holding my bird in a cloud Using the name of the Lord in vein While the people in the ghetto, feel 'nough pain We probably in Hell already, our dumb asses not knowing Everybody kissing ass to go to heaven ain't going Put my soul on it, I'm fighting devil niggas daily Plus the media be crucifying brothers severely Tell me I ain't God's son, nigga mom a virgin We got addicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto Doing wild shit, looking at the sun don't pay Criminal mind all the time, wait for Judgment Day They say Moses split the Red Sea I split the blunt and rolled the fat one, I'm deadly, Babylon beware Coming from the Pharaoh's kids, retaliation Making legends off the shit we did, still bullshitting Niggas in Jerusalem, waiting for signs God promised, she's just taking her time, Living by the Nile while the water flows I'm contemplating plots wondering which door to go Brothers getting shot, coming back resurrected It's just that raw shit, nigga check it (that raw shit) And I remember what my papa told me Remember what my papa told me, blasphemy [Chorus] The preacher want me buried why? Cause I know he a liar Have you ever seen a crackhead, that's eternal fire Why you got these kids minds, thinking that they evil While the preacher being richer you say honor God's people Should we cry, when the Pope die, my request We should cry if they cried when we buried Malcolm X Mama tell me am I wrong, is God just another cop Waiting to beat my ass if I don't go pop? Memories of a past time, giving up cash To the leaders, knowing damn well, it ain't gonna feed us In my brain how can you explain, time in D.C. It's hard enough to live now, in these times of greed They say Jesus is a kind man, well he should understand Times in this crime man, my Thug nation Do what you gotta do but know you gotta change Try to find a way to make it out the game I leave this and hope God can see my heart is pure Is heaven just another door? I leave this here I leave this and hope God see my heart is pure Is heaven just another door? And my people say [Chorus: x4] Our father, who art in heaven Hallow be thy name Thy kingdom come, thy will be done In earth, as it is in heaven Give us this day, our daily bread As we give up our debts As we forgive our debt-ors Lead us not into temptation But deliver us, un-evil For God, is the kingdom, and the power And the glory forever, and ever, and ever
@karusohaleysmgru11619 ай бұрын
Memphite Theology 🎉
@BOMBTHREATENT Жыл бұрын
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 #LLTPUPAC THE G.O.A.T.
@westsidetilwedie Жыл бұрын
Güzel beat.
@notbeefyproductions7109 Жыл бұрын
How Many NeighbourHood Hoes n Foes try Hustle That Gold That platinum That shows Before they,collapse on them CrossRoads Who Try Stack that Muscle And Dope Before Pay Its Family All Day But Calamity When Thugs Go Play With Drugs That Shade The Poor And The Famed Disgrace Fill me with that Good Feel That Makes it All Real Like Bass But Dont Fade Me The Wrong Way Or God May Take Time To Visit In Face with the spit Wicked Listen or this trick may Whip a Schiz on the Frits Like Banana Splits Gone Dipped All Ripped a Ran of Blimp But Dont Trip Cause i Got That Soul Shit I Flip Like the Bone Did In flesh on the Mic like Bong Lips Greasy With the Mizz
@notbeefyproductions7109 Жыл бұрын
Theres no more need for Blasphemy
@Xxnonymuz Жыл бұрын
NOOOOOOO bro you should’ve left the full intro until it says “2Pac don’t start that blasphemy in here” I thought you did for a second when I heard the “to live and die in-“ and thought was gonna hear the “god has a plan” but anyways still a good version of the instrumental
@Nixendair7 ай бұрын
Correct it... for example...
@Tomy777732 жыл бұрын
Duro🇲🇽👽✌️
@mikenice4876Ай бұрын
#Makaveli71LivesOn 👑
@TheWordofHeraldHarkins Жыл бұрын
Assumption begot misunderstanding, misunderstanding begot dispute, dispute begot violence, and violence begot death. So who the f*** are you to tell me that it's petty to be upset about assumptions?
@TupacShakur-i4h2 жыл бұрын
Moisés?
@karusohaleysmgru11619 ай бұрын
While the preacher getting u say honors God's people