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2Pac

Only God Can Judge Me

  rap  hip-hop  gangsta rap  hip hop  west coast rap
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Intro: 2PacOnly God can judge me, is that right?[synth voice] Only God can judge me nowOnly God baby, nobody else, nobody elseAll you other motherfuckers get out my businessVerse One: 2PacPerhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the backI couldn`t trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty ratsWill I, succeed, paranoid from the weedAnd hocus pocus try to focus but I can`t seeAnd in my mind I`ma blind man doin timeLook to my future cause my past, is all behind meIs it a crime, to fight, for what is mine?Everybody`s dyin tell me what`s the use of tryinI`ve been Trapped since birth, cautious, cause I`m cursedAnd fantasies of my family, in a hearseAnd they say it`s the white man I should fearBut, it`s my own kind doin all the killin hereI can`t lie, ain`t no love for the other sideJealousy inside, make em wish I diedOh my Lord, tell me what I`m livin forEverybody`s droppin got me knockin on heaven`s doorAnd all my memories, of seein brothers bleedAnd everybody grieves, but still nobody seesRecollect your thoughts don`t get caught up in the mixCause the media is full of dirty tricksOnly God can judge meChorus: 2Pac[synth voice] Only God can judge meThat`s right baby, yeah baby[synth voice] Only GodHahahahahahahaha[synth + Pac] Only God can judge me, only God can judge[synth cont.] me, only GodOnly God can judge me[synth + Pac] Only God can judge meAnd only God can[synth voice] Only God can judge me, only GodOnly God can judge me[synth + Pac] Only God can judge meOnly God can judge me[synth voice] Only God can judge me, only GodOnly God can judge me[synth voice] Only God can judge me now*heart monitor: long beep*Flatline!Verse Two: 2PacI hear the doctor standing over me *heart monitor: beeping slowly*screamin I can make it Got a body full of bullet holes layin here naked Still I, can`t breathe, somethings evil in my IVCause everytime I breathe, I think they killin me *beeping sound stops*I`m having nightmares, homicidal fantansies I wake up stranglin, danglin my bed sheetsI call the nurse cause it hurts, to reminisceHow did it come to this?I wish they didn`t miss Somebody help me, tell me where to go from hereCause even Thugs cry, but do the Lord care? Try to remember, but it hurtsI`m walkin through the cemetary talkin to the, dirtI`d rather die like a man, than live like a coward There`s a ghetto up in Heaven and it`s ours, Black Poweris what we scream as we dream in a paranoid state And our fate, is a lifetime of hate Dear Mama, can you save me?And fuck peaceCause the streets got our babies, we gotta eatNo more hesitation each and every black male`s trapped And they wonder why we suicidal runnin round strapped Mista, Po-lice, please try to see that it`sa million motherfuckers stressin just like meOnly God can judge meChorus w/ variationsInterlude: 2PacThat which does not kill me can only make me stronger(That`s for real) and I don`t see why everybody feel as thoughthat they gotta tell me how to live my life(You know?)Let me live baby, let me liveVerse Three: Rappin 4-Tay, TupacPac I feel ya, keep servin it on the realaFor instance say a playa hatin mark is out to kill yaWould you be wrong, for buckin a nigga to the pavement?He gon` get me first, if I don`t get him fool start prayinAin`t no such thing as self-defense in the court of lawSo judge us when we get to where we`re goin wearin a cross, that`s realGot him, lurked him, crept the fuck up on himSold a half a million tapes now everybody want himAfter talkin behind my back like a bitch wouldTellin them niggaz, "You can fade him," punk I wish you wouldIt be them same motherfuckers in your face that`ll rush up in your placeto get your safe, knowin you on that paper chase Grass, glass, big screen and leather couchMy new shit is so fetti already sold a key of ounceBitch, remember Tupac and 4-TayThem same two brothers dodgin bullets representin the BayPac when you was locked down, that`s when I`ll be aroundStart climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown That`s why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin sellin liesDon`t think I don`t see you haters, I know you all in disguiseGuess you figure you know me cause I`m a ThugThat love to hit the late night club, drink then buzzBeen livin lavish like a player all day Now I`m bout to floss em off, player shit with 4-TayOnly God can judge meChorus w/ variations[4Tay] Only God main[2Pac] That right?[4Tay] That`s real[2Pac] Hahahahahaha[4Tay] Fuck everybody else, yaknowhatI`msayin?[2Pac] Man, look here man My only fear of death is comin back to this bitch reincarnated That`s for the homey mental We up outChorus w/out 2Pac continues to fade

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