2 Pac - My Block lyric
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Damn, take a ride ta my block, my block
Thats right
huh, right on my motha fuckin block
They got a nigga sheddin' tears
reminising on my past fears
cuz shit was hectic on me last year
it appears that i been marked for death
but heartless breaths
the underlining cause of my arrest
my life is stressed
and no rest, forever weary
my eyes stay teary
for all the brothas that i buried in the cemetary
shit is scary
how black on black crime legendary
but at time unnecessary
i'm gettin worried
tear drops and closed caskets
the three strikes , law is drastic
its certain death for us ghetto bastards
what can we do when we're arrested?
but open fire
life in the pen ain't for me cuz i'd rather die
but dont cry through your dispair
i wonder if the Lord still cares for us niggas on welfare
and who cares if we survive
the only time they notice a nigga
is when he's clutchin' on the fo' five
My neighborhood ain't the same
cuz all the lil' babies going crazy
or they suffering in the the game
and i swear its like a trap
but i ain't givin up on the hood
it's all good when i go back
hoes show me love
niggas give me props
forever hop cuz it dont stop
on my block
livin life is but a dream
hard times all we've seen
every block is kinda mean
but on our block we still play
but on our block we still play
Now shit is constantly hot on my block
it never fails to be gun shots
can explain a mothers pain when her son drops
black males slippin in hell
when will we prevail
fearin jail
but crack sales got me livin' well
And the system's suicidal wit this thugs life
stayin' strapped
forever trapped in this drug life
God help me cuz i'm starvin' , can't get a job
so i resort to violent robberies my life is hard
can't sleep cuz all the dirt make my heart hurt
put in work and shed tears for my dead peers
mislead from childhood
where i went astray
til this day i still pray for a better way
can't help but feel hopeless and heart broke
from the start i felt the racism cuz i'm dark
couldn't quit the bullshit make me represent
hit the bar and
played the star everywhere i went
in my heart, i felt alone out here on my own
I close my eyes and picture home...
on my block
livin life is but a dream
hard times all we've seen
every block is kinda mean
but on our block we still play
but on our block we still play
And i can't help but wonder
why so many young kids had to die
caught strays from AK's in the drive by
swollen pride and homicide
dont coincide
brotha's cry from broken lives, mama come inside
cuz our block is filled with danger
used to be a close knit community
but now we're all cold strangers
time changes us to stone
dem crack pipes
all up and down the block
exterminating black life
but i can't blame the dealers
my mama's welfare check
has bought the next man chrome wheels
shits real
i know you feel
my tragedy
a single mother with a problem child, daddy free
hangin' out, pickin up game, sippin cheap liqour
gamin on hoochies, hopin i could get ta sleep with her
its a mans world
stayin strapped
fantasies of a nigga livin phat
but held back
pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless
wide eyed i'm losin focus...
on my block
livin life is but a dream
hard times all we've seen
every block is kinda mean
but on our block we still play
but on our block we still play
And block parties in the projects
lastin a way past day light
a young nigga learn ta break night
used to play fight with my homies
but they stuck in the pen
i send em' ends
but its tough on a friend
in my mind , i see the same motha fuckers ballin'
alchol'll make a lazy nigga slip and fall
miss his call
i know you young niggas understand this
growin up in this world where everything is scandolous
i remenis on the fast times
past crimes
tryin to cop a slice of pizza wit my last dime
can't explain just what attracts me to this dirty game
gold chains, some extra change, and the street fame
and whats strange is everybody know my name
swear they all know me
and lots of cash make a nigga change
i hit the green just to maintain
feelin pain
for all the niggas i lost in the game...
from my block
livin life is but a dream
hard times all we've seen
every block is kinda mean
but on our block we still play
but on our block we still play
but on our block we still play
but on our block we still play
but on our block we still play
but on our block we still play
but on our block we still play
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