Tupac Shakur lyrics

Tupac Shakur lyrics

"Violent lyrics"

English Winter lyrics
She said, "It won't go away; It never has. And I know what you're thinking, That I'm crazy, or messed up somehow. But that's how I sound to me. That's how I sound to me. Can't you see I've lost control? You're the first I've ever told." Sitting in this gray hatchback, Distracted by this english winter. Listening as she broke every word open, Spilling out with every tear. She said, "At night I lock the door. It's out of fear. And I can't tell you why, or I don't want to. I'm so locked down by indecision. Do you know what I mean? Do you know what I mean? Can't y
[2Pac]
They claim that I'm violent, just cause I refuse to be silent
These hypocrites are havin fits, cause I'm not buyin it
Defyin it, envious because I will rebel against
any oppressor, and this is known as self defense
I show no mercy, they claim that I'm the lunatic
But when the shit gets thick, I'm the one you go and get
Don't look confused, the truth is so plain to see
Cause I'm the nigga that you sell-outs are ashamed to be
In every Jeep and every car, brothers stomp this
I'm Never Ignorant, Getting Goals Accomplished
The underground railroad on an uprise
This time the truth's gettin told, heard enough lies
I told em fight back, attack on society
If this is violence, then violent's what I gotta be
If you investigate you'll find out where it's comin from
Look through our history, America's the violent one
Unlock my brain, break the chains of your misery
This time the payback for evil shit you did to me
They call me militant, racist cause I will resist
You wanna censor somethin, motherfucker censor this!
My words are weapons, and I'm steppin to the silent
Wakin up the masses, but you, claim that I'm violent

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Shadows In Red lyrics
Could I be the only one here The one and only mistake I don't mind the sound of your voice But I hate the words that you say That you say.... Could you Separate Separate me from the sin Is it not too late To try and start again Can you separate All the darkness from my eyes (Try to cover me 'Cause I'd rather be alone now) Wash away the blood you spilled And lay down in the bed that you made (Don't mean nothin Don't mean nothin to me) There's nothing I could do Nothing I could say To pull you away To Pull you away Could yo
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[2nd occurance:] add last three lines again
[3rd occurance:] repeat first five lines twice
[4th occurance:] repeat first five lines twice
[5th occurance:] second to fifth line, first to fifth line
[6th occurance:] emphasis on second line, whole chorus
[7th occurance:] first three lines only

"They claimin that I'm violent" -> Chuck D [cut and scratched]
"Fuck the damn cop!" [cut and scratched]
"Just because we play what the people want.."
"They claimin that I'm violent" -> Chuck D [cut and scratched]
"Fuck the damn cop!" [cut and scratched]
"Just because we play what the people want.."
"They claimin that I'm violent" -> Chuck D [cut and scratched]
"Fuck the damn cop!" [cut and scratched]

[2Pac]
The cops can't stand me, but they can't touch me
Call me a dope man, cause I rock dope beats
Jacked by the police, didn't have my ID
I said, "Excuse me, why you tryin to rob me?"
He had tha nerve to, say that I had a curfew
(Do you know what time it is?
Get out the fucking car, or I'll hurt you!)
"Get out the car... or I'lI hurt you"
So h
Hollow Year lyrics
He's just a kind of man You hear about Who leaves his family for An easy out They never said a word He couldn't take another day Carry me to the shoreline Bury me in the sand Walk me across the water And maybe you'll understand Once the stone You're crawling under Is lifted Off your shoulders Once you head disapears The noise that you'll hear Is the crashing down of hollow years She's not the kind of girl You hear about She'll never want another She'll never be without She'll give you all the signs She'll tell you everything Then turn around and walk away Carry me to the shoreline Bury me i
ere I go, I better make my mind up
Pick my nine up, or hit the line-up
I chose B, stepped into the streets
The first cop grabbed me, the other ripped my seat
They grabbed my homie and they threw him to the concrete
(Ay man.. aiyyo.. ay man just c'mon ?)
("What you doin man?") They tried to frame me
They tried to say I had some dope in the back seat
But I'm a rap fiend, not a crack fiend
My homie panicked ("I'm out") he tried to run
(Freeze nigga!) I heard a bullet fire from the cop's gun
My homie dropped so, I hit the cop
I kept swingin, yo, I couldn't stop
Before I knew it, I was beatin the cop senseless
The other cop dropped his gun, he was defenseless
(? Arrrrggggh, fuck you! Ungggh!)
Now I'm against this cop who was racist
Given him a taste, of tradin places
And all this, cause the peckerwood was tryin this
frame up, but I came up
Now they claimin that I'm violent

[Chorus]

[2Pac]
As I was beatin on a cop, I heard a gun click (uh-ohh)
Then the gun shot, but I wasn't hit
I turned around it was my homie with the gun in hand
He shot the cop (damn!) now he's a dead man
I said, come on, it's time for us to get away
Middle Class Gangsters lyrics
Ain't got no action grip Don't come with a full compliment of weapons Get off your illin tip I don't recognize anybody from around here anymore And I don't want to be your punching bag Are we losing are we Middle class gangsters Wasn't looking at your girlfriend Didn't touch your Mustang When I was In the parking lot What don't you comprehend Well I'll speak slowly if your on something Or faster if your not And I don't want to be your punching bag Are we losing Are we middle class gangsters So put on British steel Curs

(Let's go, we gotta get the fuck outta here)
They called for backup, and they'll be on their way
Jumped in the car, and tried to get away quick
The car wouldn't start (damn!) we in deep shit
So we jumped out (C'mon let's take the cop's car)
We drove a little ways thinkin that we got far
But I looked up, and all I saw was blue lights
If I die tonight, I'm dying in a gunfight
I grabed the AK, my homie took the 12 gauge
Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray
We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons
And when we through sprayin (audi) then we steppin
This is a lesson, to the rednecks and crooked cops
You fuck with real niggaz, get ya fuckin ass dropped
So here we go, the police against us
Dark as dusk, waitin for the guns to bust (What's next man?)
What's next, I don't know and I don't care
One things fo' sho', tommorrow I won't be here
But if I go, I'm takin all these punks with me
Pass me a clip G, now come and get me
You wanna sweat me, never get me to be silent
Givin them a reason, (a reason) to claim that I'm violent...

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