all got Christ Indwelled by the Spirit so now we all got light They don't label me with colors, they just say that boy bright I used to think black power
all in the court room blaming me See we ain't live the same life but represent the same struggle Power to the real niggas death to the sucker's Money over
matter G? Black cat got your tongue Fat track gotcha sprung now your hung (Do ya feel me?) Dum dum diddy is it me? Attempt to reach each and every brother
Gettin kicked, I keep my mind on my riches While uncontrolled schemes keep me choosin my money over all my bitches [Chorus - 2X] [2Pac] That's right nigga Money over
judge me, only God Only God can judge me [synth + Pac] Only God can judge me Only God can judge me [synth voice] Only God can judge me, only God
man can hurt me So I'm askin -- before I lay me down to sleep Before you judge me, look at all the shit you did to me, my misery I rose up from the slums
that blasphemy in here! Makaveli, the new breed -- and I remember what my pops told me The new word, follow me -- remember what my pops told me My family
of psychotic society somebody save me Addicted to drama so even mama couldn't raise me Even the preacher and all my teachers couldn't reach me I run in
, they shoulda killed me as a baby And now they got me trapped in the storm, I'm goin crazy Forgive me; they wanna see me in my casket and if I don't
: Silent Darkness sweeping lonely Earth Seeking a place where truth still has worth Alien power watching over me Is my longing what I find in Thee
don't think, So respect it or check it nigga! That shorty shit is over now I'm grown Me, I'm full blown, you don't think, So respect it or check it nigga
to the K get in the way I'll bring Dre and them wit me And turn this day into fuckin mayhem, you stayin wit me? Don't let me lose you, I'm not tryna
ll bring it to him Niggas been wantin' me dead, I'm still here kid They send their dogs to come get me They wet shit, but they ain't hit me Word in the
: Turned the TV on and I got pissed. Robots in the ring, getting cut to death. A human hobby destroyin' my kind. I'll flip you over and draw the line
crew, flippin over 62's Cause G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G I got P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me She was forced to kick me out, no doubt Then I figured out
a power Looking down upon us now But how do I find out A way to say what I have to say? So please, please Tell me what I need I'm asking, please, oh
of hell are paved with gold Crazy, crazy You told me that nothing's free Except my own insanity Crazy, maybe Wake me, shake me Wake me, shake me You offer me