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2Pac Outlawz

Black Jesuz

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Текст песни 2Pac Outlawz - Black Jesuz

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[2Pac]Searching for Black JesusOh yeah, sportin jewels and shit, yaknahmean?(Black Jesus; you can be Christian Baptist, Jehovah Witness)Straight tatted up, no doubt, no doubt(Islamic, won`t matter to me I`m a thug; thugs, we praise Black Jesus, all day)Young Kadafi in this bitch, set it off nigga..What?[Kadafi]I do my shootin`s on a knob, prayin to God for my squadStuck in a nightmare, hopin he might careThough times is hard, up against all odds, I play my cards like I`m jailin, shots hittin up my spot like midnight rains hailinGot me bailin to stacks more green; Gods ain`t tryin to be trappedon no block slangin no rocks like bean piesBrainstorm on the beginninWonder how shit like the Qu`ran and the Bible was writtenWhat is religion?Gods words all cursed like crackShai-tan`s way of gettin us backOr just another one of my Black JesuS traps[Storm]Who`s got the heart to stand beside me?I feel my enemies creepin up in silenceDark prayer, scream violence - demons all around meCan`t even bend my knees just a lost cloud; Black Jesusgive me a reason to survive, in this earthly hellCause I swear, they tryin to break my wellI`m on the edge lookin down at this volatile pitWill it matter if I cease to exist? Black Jesus[2Pac]All hail, the pressure no endeavor can failSome missin souls turn to hoes when exposed to jailIn times of war we need somebody raw, rally the troopslike a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us throughBlack Jesus, hahahahahaHe`s like a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us throughBlack Jesus[Young Noble]Outlawz we got our own race, culture, religionRebellin against the system, commence to lynchinThe President ain`t even listenin to the pain of the youthWe make music for eternity, forever the truthPolitical prisoner, the two choices that they givin usRide or die, for life they sentence usOh Black Jesus, please watch over my brother ShawnSoon as the sky get bright, it`s just another stormBrothers gone, now labeled a statisticAin`t no love for us ghetto kids, they call us niggletsHistory repeats itself, nuttin newIn school I knew, e`rything I read wasn`t trueBlack Jesus[2Pac]To this click I`m dedicated, criminal orientatedAn Outlaw initiated, blazed and fadedMade for terror, major league niggaz pray togetherBitches in they grave while my real niggaz play togetherWe die clutchin glasses, filled with liquor bomblasticCreamated, last wishes nigga smoke my ashesHigh sigh why die wishin, hopin for possibilitiesI`ll mob on, why they copy me sloppilyCops patrol projects, hatin the people livin in themI was born an inmate, waitin to escape the prisonWent to church but don`t understand it, they underhandedGod gave me these commandments, the world is scandalousBlast til they holy high; baptize they evil mindsWise, no longer blinded, watch me shine trickWhich one of y`all wanna feel the degrees?Bitches freeze facin Black Jesus[2Pac]All hail, the pressure no endeavor can failSome missin souls turn to hoes when exposed to jailIn times of war we need somebody raw, rally the troopslike a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us throughBlack Jesus[Kastro]Some say, some day, some how, some way, we gon` failAnd it ain`t hard to tell, we dwell in hellTrapped, black, scarred and barredSearching for truth, where it`s hard to find GodI play the Pied Piper, and to this Thug Life, I`m a liferProceed, to turn up the speed, just for stripesMy Black Jesus, walk through this valley with meWhere we, so used to hard times and casualtiesIndeed, it hurt me deep to have to sleep on the streetsAnd haven`t eaten in weeks, so save a prayer for meAnd all the young thugs, raised on drugs and gunsBlazed out and numb, slaves to this slumsThis ain`t livin... Jesus {*singers repeat in background 3X*} We believed in you Everything you do Just wanna let you know, how we feel Black Jesus!Searchin for Black JesusIt`s hard, it`s hardWe need help out hereSo we searchins for Black JesusIt`s like a Saint, that we pray to in the ghetto, to get us throughSomebody that understand our painYou know maybe not too perfect, you knowSomebody that hurt like we hurtSomebody that smoke like we smokeDrink like we drinkThat understand where we coming fromThat`s who we pray toWe need help y`all

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