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2Pac - Changes

Come on come on
I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself
Tupac is life worth living should I blast myself?
I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black
Changes my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
Songtexte Cops give a damn about a negro
pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero
Songtext Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares
one less hungry mouth on the welfare
Lyrics First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers
give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other
Lyric It's time to fight back that's what Huey said
Liedertexte 2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead
I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere
Liedertext unless we share with each other
We gotta start makin' changes
Alle learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers
Tupac and that's how it's supposed to be
How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?
Changes I'd love to go back to when we played as kids
Songtexte but things changed, and that's the way it is

[Chorus:]

Songtext Come on come on
That's just the way it is
Lyrics Things'll never be the same
That's just the way it is
Lyric aww yeah

I see no changes all I see is racist faces
Liedertexte misplaced hate makes disgrace to races
We under I wonder what it takes to make this
Liedertext one better place, let's erase the wasted
Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right
Alle 'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight
and only time we chill is when we kill each other
Tupac it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other
Changes And although it seems heaven sent
We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh
Songtexte It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact
the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks
Songtext But some things will never change
try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game
Lyrics Now tell me what's a mother to do
bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you
Lyric You gotta operate the easy way
"I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way
Liedertexte sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"
Liedertext Well hey, well that's the way it is

[Chorus:2x]

Alle We gotta make a change...
It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes.
Tupac Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live
Changes and let's change the way we treat each other.
You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do
Songtexte what we gotta do, to survive.

And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace
Songtext It's war on the streets & the war in the Middle East
Lyrics Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs
Lyric so the police can bother me
And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do
Liedertexte But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it back to you
Liedertext Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up,
crack you up and pimp slap you up
Alle You gotta learn to hold ya own
they get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone
Tupac But tell the cops they can't touch this
I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this
Changes That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool
Songtexte my mama didn't raise no fool
And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped
Songtext & I never get to lay back
'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs
Lyrics some buck that I roughed up way back
comin' back after all these years
Lyric rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh
Liedertexte
[Chorus:til end]




2pac - Ghetto Gospel Lyrics
Hit 'em with a little ghetto gospel

(Chorus)
Those who wish to follow me,
I welcome with my hands
And the red sun seems to last
Into the hills of Gold
And peace to this young warrior
Without the sound of guns

(Tupac)
If I could recollect before my hood days,
I'd sit and reminisce, thinking in bliss of the good days
I stop and stare at the younger,
My heart goes to 'em
They test what they stress that they under
And nowadays, things changed
Everyone's ashamed of the youth
Cos the truth look strange
And for me, it's reverse
We left them a world that's cursed, and it hurts
Cos any day, they'll push the button
And all the good men, like Malcom X and Bobbie Hunton die for
nothing
Thought that'd make me get teary, the world looks dreary
When finally, your eyes see it clearly
There's no need for you to fear me,
If you take your time to hear me
Maybe you could learn to cheer me
It ain't about black or white cos we human
I hope we see the light before it's ruined
My ghetto gospel

(Chorus)

Tell me, do you see that old lady, ain't it sad
Livin' outa bags but she's glad, for the little things she
has
And over there, there's a lady
Crack got her crazy, yet she's givin' birth to her baby
I don't trip and let it fade me
From out of the frying pan, we jump into another form of
slavery
Even now, I get discouraged
Wonder if they take it all back, will I still keep the
courage
I refuse to be a role model,
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles
I made mistakes but learned from everyone
And when it's said and done, I bet this brother be a better
one
If I upset you, don't stress
Never forget that God isn't finished with me yet
I feel his hand on my brain when I write rhymes
I go blind and let the Lord do his thing
But am I less Holy?
Cos I choose to puff a blunt, and drink a beer with my homies
Before we find world peace, we gotta find peace and end the war
in the streets
My ghetto gospel

(Chorus)

"Lord, can you hear me speak,
I paid the price for being hell bound"



Smack That lyrics
(feat. Eminem)

[Akon:]
Shady
Convict
Upfront
Akon
Slim Shady

I see the one, because she be that lady! Hey!
I feel you creeping, I can see it from my shadow
Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo
Maybe go to my place and just kick it like TaeBo
And possibly bend you over look back and watch me

[Chorus (2X):]
Smack that all on the floor
Smack that give me some more
Smack that 'till you get sore
Smack that oh-oooh!

Upfront style ready to attack now
Pull in the parking lot slow with the lac down
Convicts got the whole thing packed now
Step in the club now and wardrobe intact now!
I feel it down and cracked now ooh!
I see it dull and backed now
I'm gonna call her, than I pull the mack down
Money no problem, pocket full of that now!

I feel you creeping, I can see it from my shadow
Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo
Maybe go to my place and just kick it like TaeBo
And possibly bend you over look back and watch me

[Chorus (2x)]
Smack that all on the floor
Smack that give me some more
Smack that 'till you get sore
Smack that oh-oooh!

[Eminem:]

Ooh...Looks like another club banger
They better hang on when they throw this thing on
Get a lil drink on
They gonna flip for this Akon shit
You can bank on it!
Pedicure, manicure kitty-cat claws
The way she climbs up and down them poles
Looking like one of them putty-cat dolls
Trying to hold my woodie back through my draws
Steps upstage didn't think I saw
Creeps up behind me, she's like "You're!"
I'm like ya I know lets cut to the chase
No time to waste back to my place
Plus from the club to the crib it's like a mile away
Or more like a palace, shall I say
Plus I got pal if your gal is game
In fact he is the one singing the song that's playing
"Akon!"

[Akon:]
I feel you creeping, I can see it from my shadow
Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo
Maybe go to my place and just kick it like TaeBo
And possibly bend you over look back and watch me

[Chorus (2x)]

Eminem is rollin', d and em rollin' bo
And all marvelous them rolling
Women just holding big booty rolling'
Soon I'll be on Eminem throwing "D!"
Hitting no less than "Three!"
Block wheel style like "Whee!"
Girl I can tell you want me because lately

[Akon:]
I feel you creeping, I can see it from my shadow
Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo
Maybe go to my place and just kick it like TaeBo
And possibly bend you over look back and watch me

[Chorus]
Smack that all on the floor
Smack that give me some more
Smack that 'till you get sore
Smack that oh-oooh!



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