Текст песни 2Pac f Stretch - R U Still Down? (Remember Me)
2Pac f Stretch - R U Still Down? (Remember Me) слова песни
Major! Hell motherfuckin yeahThis one goes out to my nigga Mike Coolin, hell yeahMama raised a hellrazor... born thugginHeartless and mean, muggin at sixteenOn the scene watchin fiends bugginKickin up dust with the older G`sSoakin up the game that was told to meI ain`t never touched a gat that I couldn`t shoot, I learnednot to trust the bitch from the prostitutes, was taught lessonsA young nigga askin questions while other suckers was guessinI was ganked for sexinElementary wasn`t meant for me, can`t regret itI`m headed for the penitentiary, I`m cuttin classand I`m buckin blastin, straight mashinMobbin through the overpass laughinWhile these other motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubtThey jealous of a nigga`s clout, tell me LordCan ya feel me? I keep my finger in the triggerCause some nigga tried to kill meand mama raised a hellraizor, everyday gettin paidPolice on my pager, straight stressinA fugitive my occupation is under questionWanted for investigation, and even thoughI`m marked for death, I`ma spark til I lose my breathMotherfuckers, every time I see the paperI see my picture, when a nigga`s gettin richerThey come to get ya, it`s like a motherfuckin trapAnd they wonder why it`s hard bein blackDear Lord can ya feel me, gettin major, unhhChorus: StretchMama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin majorLord be my savior, unnh(Repeat 4X)Mama raised a hellrazor[2Pac] Dear Lord can ya feel meStress gettin major, unnhMama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin majorTell me Lord can ya feel me, show a signDamn near running outta time, everybody`s dyinMama raised a hellrazor, can`t figureWhy you let the police beat down niggazI`m startin to think all the rich in the world is safeWhile the po` babies restin in the early gravesGod come save the youthAin`t nothin else to do but have faith in youDear Lord I live the life of a Thug, hope you understandForgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my handAnd my hand`s on the sixteen-shot, semi-automaticcrooked cop killin Glock, tell me LordCan ya feel me? Show a wayI`m prayin but my enemies won`t go awayAnd everywhere I turn I see niggaz burnEvery nigga that I know`s on death rowMy younger homie`s seventeen and he paid a priceLittle young motherfucker doin triple lifeThough I tell him in his letters, it`s gettin betterIf my nigga knew the truth he`d hit the roofJust heard ya baby`s mama was smoked out, fuck the dramaWanna break my Loc out, smokin bluntsGettin drunk off that Tanqueray ginBout to break my nigga out the fuckin penMama raised a hellrazor, uhh, yeahC`mon, uhh, mama raised a hellrazorUhh, dear Lord can ya feel me, stress gettin major(Lord be my savior, unnh)Chorus: StretchMama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin majorLord be my savior, unhh(repeat 2X)Mama raised a hellrazor, stress gettin majorDear Lord can ya hear me, it`s just meA young nigga tryin to make it on these rough streetsI`m on my knees beggin please come and SAVE METHE WHOLE WORLD done made a nigga crazy!I got my three-five-seven can`t control itScreamin die motherfucker and he`s loadedEverybody run for cover, I cause shitThug Life motherfucker, duck quickNow am I wrong if I am don`t worry meCause do or die gettin high til the bury meDear Lord if ya hear me, tell me whyLittle girl like LaTasha, had to dieShe never got to see the bullet, just heard the shotHer little body couldn`t take it, it shook and droppedAnd when I saw it on the news I see busta girl killin `TashaNow I`m screamin fuck the world, in the endit`s my friends, that flip-flopLip-locked on my dick when my shit dropThug Life motherfucker I lick shotsEvery nigga on my block dropped two cops