Lyrics:
see me
[2Pac]
Them b****es is foul, take a look at the evening news
You`ll see a n**** gettin' cuffed by the boys in blue
Is it a, frame up,
believe in you
White flash sees the sky
And it turns it's side from you
She won't turn my back
And I know you turn so blue and you know
And your sky is
Black, black, black and blue
Beat me 'til I'm numb
Tell the devil I said "Hey" when you get back to where you're from
Mad woman, bad woman
That's just
probably wanna kill me
Remixed it wit Scrappy and now the hood feel me
Fresh on the scene wit the all black shirt
Gucci so gutter he'll steal money out ya
and we've got to ... Make a change!
Burn! (?)
It's Hell tryin to make it
When you're doin it by yourself
It's Hell payin taxes
When there's no money
down to the street top
Black police showin' out for the white cop
Ice Cube will swarm
On any motherfucker in a blue uniform
Just 'cause I'm from
with the same black gloves on
Yea, what you saying to it?
Old money look new money go do it
Make 'em turn around in their lane like a U-ey
And I'm
Same rise and fall
Who cares at all?
Seduced by fame
A moth into the flame
Burn
Guarantee your name, you go and kill yourself
The vultures
of rhythm and blues
Well, just a little rock n' roll on the side
Just for good measure
Need a pair of dancin' shoes
With your lover by your side
Don't
Well now, listen people let me tell you some news
I'll sing a song called the crude oil blues
We're low on heat 'n' all
We're low on gas
And I'm
wear blue, I where black, nothing but black
'Cause goddamn it's a brand new payback
Fuck Pat Sajak, never did nothing for a nigga
On the trigga,
colors
create art together Oh Ooh she dont wanna do it less
we do it all night neva blue it would hurt my love
dont it look gangsta tuxedo all black n her
guilty hands
Guns guns shatter the lands
A system built by the sweat of the many
Creates assassins to kill off the few
Take any place and call it
There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday
There's a black hat caught in a high tree top
There's a flag
laid plans this side of America
Started out in church and finished with Angelica
Red and blue soul with a snow white smile
Can you dig it, can you dig
the last laugh about it
By the way, thanks for the shoes
Your inches really made stacks, your inches really made stacks
Your inches really made stacks out
Bein' six years old I had seen some trains before
So it's hard to figure out what I'm at the depot for
Things're big and black and smokin' steam
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been workin' man, dang near all my life but I'll keep workin'
Long as my two
to fly with a little tail gunner
If there was somethin' to burn, we were burnin' it
Anything with a curve, we were turnin' it
Just wildfires out there
in those brown eyes
I thought I found myself
Damn, it's been a while
Lookin' in your blue eyes
Never knew I'd lose myself
In the tobacco sunburst
Same rise and fall
Who cares at all?
Seduced by fame
A moth into the flame
Burn
Guarantee your name, you go and kill yourself
The vultures
learn even deserts burn
And all politicians lie
They won't do nothing till we reach our noon
Black moon
Ain't nobody gonna walk on water
When it falls
this ol' boy just don't fit
Well I can jump in a rosebush and come out smelling like
Those misters dressed in blue never done so right by me
Some
about
Checkin' in, checkin' out
Alabama baby pulling up in a black Jeep
Two Georgia boys holler hey what's up
Parking lot, piggy back burn the bare feet
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