Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots
I give a holler to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares, and don't nobody else care
And uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot
When you come around the block brothas clown a lot
But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your head up
And when he tells you you ain't nuttin don't believe him
And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him
Cause sista you don't need him
And I ain't tryin to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em
You know it makes me unhappy (what's that)
When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman
I wonder why we take from our women
Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?
I think it's time to kill for our women
Time to heal our women, be real to our women
And if we don't we'll have a race of babies
That will hate the ladies, that make the babies
And since a man can't make one
He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one
So will the real men get up
I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up
haha my favorite is proabably the same but i thought of this
from How do You Want It; his flow is incredible....
...Tell me is it cool to ****?
Did you think I come to talk am I a fool or what?
Positions on the floor it's like erotic, ironic
cause I'm somewhat psychotic
I'm hittin switches on bitches like I been fixed with hydraulics
Up and down like a roller coaster, I'm up inside ya
I ain't quittin til the show is over...
Another favorite verse from I Ain't Mad at Cha...
Well guess who's movin up, this nigga's ballin now
Bitches be callin to get it, hookers keep fallin down
He went from nuttin to lots, ten carots to rock
Went from a nobody nigga to the big, man on the block
He's Mister local celebrity, addicted to move a key
Most hated by enemy, escape in the Luxury
See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made
Now we gotta slay you why you faded, in the younger days
So full of pain while the weapons blaze
Gettin so high off that bomb hopin we make it, to the better days
Cause crime pays, and in time, you'll find a rhyme'll blaze
You'll feel the fire from the niggaz in my younger days
So many changed on me, so many tried to plot
That I keep a glock beside my head, when will it stop?
Til God return me to my essence
Cause even as a adolescents, I refuse to be a convalescent
So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still down
I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now?
They got so much to say, but I'm just laughin at cha
You niggaz just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha
Thanks for this thread filmprophet! His lyrics are off the hook and he has an incredible uncanny flow. Here's one of my favorite little rhymes; Tupac just havin some fun and gettin' around:
All respect to those who break their neck
To keep their hos in check
'Cuz, oh, they sweat up rather majorly
And I don't know why your girl keeps paging me.
She tell me that she needs me
Cries when she leaves me
And every time she sees me she squeeze me.
Lady take it easy...
Hate to sound sleazy, but tease me,
I don't want it if it's that easy.
And yo bus' it, baby got a problem saying bye bye
Just another hazard of a fly guy.
You ask why... don't matter
My pockets got fatter,
now everybody's looking for the ladder.
And ain't no need in be greedy,
If you wanna see me
try a beeper number baby when you need me.
And I'll be there in a jiffy..
Don't be picky. Just be happy with this quicky...
But when you learn, you can't tie me down
Baby doll... check it out...
I get around..
Now
I'm lost and I'm weary, so many tears I'm suicidal, so don't stand near
me My every move is a calculated step, to bring me closer to embrace an
early death, now there's nothin left There was no mercy on the streets, I
couldn't rest I'm barely standin, bout to go to pieces, screamin peace And
though my soul was deleted, I couldn't see it I had my mind full of demons
tryin to break free They planted seeds and they hatched, sparkin the
flame inside my brain like a match, such a dirty game No memories, just a
misery Paintin a picture of my enemies killin me, in my sleep Will I
survive til the mo'nin, to see the sun Please Lord forgive me for my sins,
cause here I come...
2Pacalypse battling me is preposterous, wrapping my yellow hands around your esophagus, and your face turn purple like it was leeky leek, A nigga with one ball shouldn't speak , I grab my ball when I see 2pac , He needs police protection, I'm blackin out like Martin Lawrence on the side of an intersection" of "That's cuz you survived five shots, Survive five once I bring my lyrical onslaught, You walk around tough like that ass from in box corp, Once I start it's critical, Niggaz get touched and your eyes is turnin black like I'm an angel from Bone Thugs' video, All you hear is ambulance sirens, And Pac boxed since you were last cryin on Oprah like he Dennis Rodman, Nigga You ain't never ever seen drama, you and your dope fiend mama, Niggaz is shady, I shed ya california blood and kill Brenda's baby, get around these nuts niggaz don't play me, recognize my face and turn that ass in the back of a Mercedes like a Madonna wardrobe in the 80's".
Chino's diss to Tupac
but i respect pac. he's a great mainstream rapper. he's better than jay-z 50 cent and all those other wannabes
R.I.P Pac
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The purpose of this thread is to post TUPAC LYRICS and to discuss them it is NOT meant for posting disses against Tupac no matter how funny you think it may be.
Its not a contradiction its the different songs of Tupac.
The first is made to make you think.
The second is a party song.
If he was the same in every song people would not be still listening to his music today.
I was merely stating a fact because anytime you laugh at somone who is dead that is disrespecting.
Anyway Hit Em Up 1996
Den everybody had to open their mouth for the mother****er opinion
Well this how we gonna do dis
**** Mobb Deep
**** Biggie
**** Bad Boy as a staff record, record label
and as a mother****in crew
And if you wanna be down with Bad Boy
Then **** you too
Chino XL, **** you too
All you mother****ers, **** you too
OMFG thats the most powerful diss i've ever heard off...im shocked
tupac is that creative at dissing people...
listen pac isn't a punchline mc...get your facts straight...he cant diss anyone...he's just good at how he feels...and sometimes he contradicts himself...but Brenda's Gotta Baby was great. classic
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"Its not a contradiction its the different songs of Tupac.
The first is made to make you think.
The second is a party song."
I got no lyrical or moral respect for a man who tells women and ladies to keep their head up and talks about treating them right and then goes and makes a record about how he ****s his bitches.
Chino XL pissed over him. I respect what Pac did when he was here but he didn't do much, sorry to pop the bubble.
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