Verse One:
Ever since you was a pee-wee, down
by my knee with a wee-wee
We been coochie-coo all through school,
you and me G
Back in the days we played practical jokes
on
everybody smoked with they locs and the yolks on
All
through high school, girls by the dozens
Sayin we cousins, knowin
that we wasn't
But like the old saying goes
Times goes on, and
everybody grows
Grew apart, had to part, went our own ways
You
chose the dope gaaaane, my microphone pays
In many ways we were
paid in the old days
So far away from the crazies with
AK's
And though I been around clowning with the
Underground
I'm still down with my homies from the
hometown
And if you need, need anything at all
I drop it all
for y'all, if my homies call
Verse Two:
It's a shame,
you chose the dope game
Now you slang cane on the streets with no
name
It was plain that your aim was mo' cane
You got game now
you run with no shame
I chose rappin tracks to make stacks
In
fact I travel the map with raps that spray cats
But now I don't
wanna down my homie
No matter how low you go you're not
lowly
And I, hear that you made a few enemies
But when you
need a friend you can depend on me, call
If you need my
assistance there'll be no resistance
I'll be there in an
instant
Who am I to judge another brother, only on his
cover
I'd be no different than the
other
H-to-the-O-to-the-M-to-the-I-to-the-E
I'm down to the
E-N-D
Cause it's a fall in no time at all
I'm down for y'all,
when my homies call
Word, if my homies call
Verse
Three:
Well it's ninety-one and I'm livin kinda swell
now
But I hear that you're going through some hell pal
But
life makin records ain't easy
It ain't what I expected it's
hectic it's sleazy
But I guess that the streets is
harder
Trying to survive in the life of a young godfather
My
homies is making it elsewhere
Striving, working nine to five with
no health care
We both had dreams of being great
But his
deferred, and blurred and changed in shaped
It's fate, it wasn't
my choice to make
To be great, I'm giving it all it
takes
Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes
I gotta
take, my place or fall from grace
The foolish way, the pace is
quick and great
Smiling face, to hide the trace of heat
But my
homie would never do me wrong
That's why I wrote this song, if
you ever need me it's on
No matter who the foe they must
fall
Us against them all I'm down to brawl if my homies call
She's a part time
a part time
part
time
She's a (part time mutha)
A part time
A part
time
part time
She's a (part time mutha)
Meet Cindi,
she's twenty-two, lives right on the dope track
Used to be fat
now weighs less than a Tic-Tac
Now what's that say about, this
big epidemic
This hypocritical world, and the people in it
Now
speaking of in it Cindi loved to get buckwild
Fuck with a smile
single file she'll bust nuff styles
That would be cool, if she
was your lover
But fuck that, Cindi was my dope fiend
mother
Welfare checks never stepped through the front door
Cuz
moms would run to the dopeman once more
All those days, had me
fiending for a hot meal
Now I'm a crook, got steel, I do not
feel
So don't even trip, when I flip, with my
thirty-eight
Revenge is a bitch, and my hit shake the murder
rate
Word to the mutha, I'm touched
When moms come by, niggaz
hush or get rushed
Maybe one day she'll recover
But what will
it take, to shake, or break
My part time mutha
I gotta
live with a part time
A part time
A part time
She's a (part
time mutha)
A part time
A part time
She's a (part time
mutha)
I grew up in a home where no-one liked me
Moms
would hit the pipe, everynight, she would fight me
Poppa was a
nasty old man, like the rest
He's feeling on my chest, with his
hand in my dress
Just another pest, and yes I was
nervous
Blood sensor tests, I just don't deserve this
I wanna
tell mom, but would she listen
She's bound to be bitchin if she
hasn't got a fix in
So... now I lay me down to sleep
Lord
don't let him rape me
If he does my soul to keep
Don't let the
devil take me
Can't concentrate I contemplate in my
classroom
Thinkin how my step dad, raped me in the
bathroom
Every day I make class, and yet I'm missing
periods
The thought of pregnancy is in my head and now I'm
fearing it
I gotta tell mom, before she sees me
I told her how
he G'd me, and she didn't believe me
Callin me a slut cuz my
butt's kinda big so
Still that ain't no way to be talkin to your
kids though
I can't believe the way you call it
Gotta believe
in him, and dissin her own daughter
Time for me to break and find
another
That's when I discovered
The ways of the days of a
part time mutha
I got a part time
A part time
A part
time
She's a (part time mutha)
Part time
A part time
A
part time mutha
She's a (part time mutha)
I rush to tend
her, talked as I touch her
She blushed, the clothes came off, and
I bust her
I'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block
Here,
take a cab, thanks a lot for the cot
She's gone, and I'm thinkin
that my game's so strong
Pat myself on the back and move on
Is
this just how it is hell no
Cuz she came back with the kid and
yo
I been payin ever since
The clothes the food the cars and
oh the rent
All of my time gets spent at the workplace
No time
to kiss her got me list in the first place
So I do the dishes and
clean the floor
When I sleep I can't dream anymore
Oh no...
now I'm a part time mutha
And I, change the diapers and clean the
shit
The tables are turned I can't take this
Oh no... now I'm a part time mutha
Rebel.. rebel.. REBEL
Rebel..
rebel..
[2Pac]
They just can't stand the reign, or the
occasional pain
from a man like me, who goes against the
grain
Sometimes I do it in vain, so with a little bass and
treble
Hey Mister! It's time for me to explain that I'm the
rebel
Cold as the devil
Straight from the underground, the
rebel, a lower level
They came to see the maniac
psychopath
The critics heard of me, and the aftermath
I don't
give a damn and it shows
And when I do a stage show I wear street
clothes
So they all know me
The lyrical lunatic, the maniac
emcee
I give a shout out to your homies
And maybe then, the
critics'll leave your boy alone, G
On the streets or on TV
It
just don't pay to be, a truth tellin MC
They won't be happy till
I'm banned
The most dangerous weapon: an educated black man
So
point blank in your face, pump up the bass
and join the human
race
I throw peace to the Bay
Cause from the Jungle to
Oaktown, they backin me up all the way
You know you gotta love
the sound
It's from the rebel -- the rebel of the
underground
Rebel he's a rebel, rebel of the underground
(4X)
[2Pac]
Now I'm face to face with the devils
Cause
they breedin more rebels than the whole damn ghetto
And police
brutality
shit it put you in the nip and call it
technicality
So you reap what you sow
So reap the wrath of the
rebel, jackin em up once mo'
Now the fox is in the henhouse,
creepin up on your daughter
While you sleep I got her sneakin
out
Tupac ain't nuttin nice
I'll be nuttin how I wanna, and
doin what I'm gonna
Now I'm up to no good
The mastermind of
mischief movin more than most could
So sit and slip into the
sound
Peep the rebel -- the rebel of the underground
Rebel
he's a rebel, rebel of the underground (4X)
[2Pac]
They
say they hate me, they wanna hold me down
I guess they scared of
the rebel -- the rebel of the underground
But I never let it get
me
I just make another record bout the punks tryin to sweat
me
In fact, they tryin to keep me out
Try to censor what I
say
cause they don't like what I'm talkin bout
So what's wrong
with the media today?
Got brothers sellin out cause they greedy
to get paid
But me, I'm comin from the soul
And if it don't go
gold, my story still gettin told
And that way they can't stop
me
And if it sells a couple of copies, the punks'll try to
copy
It's sloppy, don't even try to
I'm a slave to the rhythm,
and I'm about to fly through
So yo to the people in the
ghetto
When ya hear the bass flow, go ahead and let go
Now
everybody wanna gangbang
They talkin street slang, but the punks
still can't hang
They makin records bout violence
But when it
comes to the real, some brothers go silent
It kinda make you
wanna think about
that ya gotta do some sellin out, just to get
your record out
But 2Pacalpyse is straight down
So feel the
wrath of the rebel -- the rebel of the underground
Tupac is a
rebel, rebel of the underground (8X)
You know they got me trapped in this prison of
seclusion
Happiness, living on tha streets is a delusion
Even
a smooth criminal one day must get caught
Shot up or shot down
with tha bullet that he bought
Nine millimeter kickin' thinking
about what tha streets do
to me
Cause they never talk peace in
tha black community
All we know is violence, do tha job in
silence
Walk tha city streets like a rat pack of tyrants
Too
many brothers daily heading for tha big penn
Niggas commin' out
worse offthan when they went in
Over tha years I done alot of
growin' up
Getten drunk thrown' up
Cuffed up
Then I said I
had enough
There must be another route, way out
To money and
fame, I changed my name
And played a different game
Tired of
being trapped in this vicious cycle
If one more cop harrasses me
I just might go psycho
And when I gettem
I'll hittem with tha
bum rush
Only a lunatic would like to see his skull
crushed
Yo, if your smart you'll really let me go 'G'
But keep
me cooped up in this ghetto and catch tha uzi
They got me
trapped....
Chorus
[Uh uh, they can't keep tha black
man down]
They got me trapped
[Naw, they can't keep tha black
man down]
Trapped
[Uh uh, they can't keep tha black man
down]
Trapped
[Naw, they can't keep tha black man
down]
They got me trapped
Can barely walk tha city
streets
Without a cop harrassing me, searching me
Then asking
my identity
Hands up, throw me up against tha wall
Didn't do a
thing at all
I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta
fall
Cuffed up throw me on tha concrete
Coppers try to kill
me
But they didn't know this was tha wrong street
Bang bang,
down another casualty
But it's a cop who's shot there's
brutality
Who do you blame?
It's a shame because tha mans
slain
He got caught in tha chains of his own game
How can I
feel guilty after all tha things they did to me
Sweated me,
hunted me
Trapped in my own community
One day i'm gonna
bust
Blow up on this society
Why did ya lie to me ?
I
couldn't find a trace of equality
Work me like a slave while they
laid back
Homie don't play that
It's time I lett'em suffer tha
payback
I'm tryin to avoid physical contact
I can't hold back,
it's time to attack jack
They got me
trapped
Chorus
[Uh uh, they can't keep tha black man
down]
You know they got me trapped
[Naw, they can't keep tha
black man down]
Trapped
[uh uh, they can't keep tha black man
down]
You know they got me trapped
[Naw, they can't keep tha
black man down]
Now i'm trapped and want to find a
getaway
All I need is a 'G' and somewhere safe to stay
Can't
use tha phone
Cause i'm sure someone is tappin in
Did it
before
Ain't scared to use my gat again
I look back at
hindsite the fight was irrelevant
But now he's tha devils
friend
Too late to be tellin' him
He shot first and i'll be
damned if I run away
Homie is done away I should of put my gun
away
I wasn't thinkin' all I heard was tha ridicule
Girlies
was laughin', Tup sayin "Damn homies is dissin you"
I fired my
weapon
Started steppin' in tha hurricane
I got shot so I
dropped
Feelin' a burst of pain
Got to my feet
Couldn't see
nothin' but bloody blood
Now i'm a fugitive to be hunted like a
murderer
Ran through an alley
Still lookin' for my
getaway
Coppers said Freeze, or you'll be dead today
Trapped
in a corner
Dark and I couldn't see tha light
Thoughts in my
mind was tha nine and a better life
What do I do ?
Live my
life in a prison cell
I'd rather die than be trapped in a living
hell
They got me trapped
Chorus
[Uh uh, they can't
keep tha black man down]
They got me trapped
[Naw, they can't
keep tha black man down]
Trapped
[uh uh, they can't keep tha
black man down]
You know they got me trapped
[Naw, they can't
keep tha black man down]
Trapped
They claim that I'm violent, just cause I refuse to
be silent
These hypocrites are havin fits, cause I'm not buyin
it
Defyin it, envious because I will rebel against
any
oppressor, and this is known as self defense
I show no mercy,
they claim that I'm the lunatic
But when the shit gets thick, I'm
the one you go and get
Don't look confused, the truth is so plain
to see
Cause I'm the nigga that you sell-outs are ashamed to
be
In every Jeep and every car, brothers stomp this
I'm Never
Ignorant, Getting Goals Accomplished
The underground railroad on
an uprise
This time the truth's gettin told, heard enough
lies
I told em fight back, attack on society
If this is
violence, then violent's what I gotta be
If you investigate
you'll find out where it's comin from
Look through our history,
America's the violent one
Unlock my brain, break the chains of
your misery
This time the payback for evil shit you did to
me
They call me militant, racist cause I will resist
You wanna
censor somethin, motherfucker censor this!
My words are weapons,
and I'm steppin to the silent
Wakin up the masses, but you, claim
that I'm violent
Chorus: 1st occurance: as
written
2nd occurance: add last three lines
again
3rd occurance: repeat first five lines
twice
4th occurance: repeat first five lines
twice
5th occurance: second to fifth line,
first to fifth line
6th occurance: emphasis on
second line, whole chorus
7th occurance: first
three lines only
"They claimin that I'm violent" -> Chuck
D (cut and scratched)
"Fuck the damn cop!" (cut and
scratched)
"Just because we play what the people want.."
"They
claimin that I'm violent" -> Chuck D (cut and scratched)
"Fuck
the damn cop!" (cut and scratched)
"Just because we play what the
people want.."
"They claimin that I'm violent" -> Chuck D (cut
and scratched)
"Fuck the damn cop!" (cut and
scratched)
[2Pac]
The cops can't stand me, but they can't
touch me
Call me a dope man, cause I rock dope beats
Jacked by
the police, didn't have my ID
I said, "Excuse me, why you tryin
to rob me?"
He had tha nerve to, say that I had a curfew
(Do
you know what time it is?
Get out the fucking car, or I'll hurt
you!)
"Get out the car... or I'lI hurt you"
So here I go, I
better make my mind up
Pick my nine up, or hit the line-up
I
chose B, stepped into the streets
The first cop grabbed me, the
other ripped my seat
They grabbed my homie and they threw him to
the concrete
(Ay man.. aiyyo.. ay man just c'mon ?)
("What you
doin man?") They tried to frame me
They tried to say I had some
dope in the back seat
But I'm a rap fiend, not a crack
fiend
My homie panicked ("I'm out") he tried to run
(Freeze
nigga!) I heard a bullet fire from the cop's gun
My homie dropped
so, I hit the cop
I kept swingin, yo, I couldn't stop
Before I
knew it, I was beatin the cop senseless
The other cop dropped his
gun, he was defenseless
(? Arrrrggggh, fuck you! Ungggh!)
Now
I'm against this cop who was racist
Given him a taste, of tradin
places
And all this, cause the peckerwood was tryin this
frame
up, but I came up
Now they claimin that I'm
violent
Chorus
[2Pac]
As I was beatin on a cop, I
heard a gun click (uh-ohh)
Then the gun shot, but I wasn't
hit
I turned around it was my homie with the gun in hand
He
shot the cop (damn!) now he's a dead man
I said, come on, it's
time for us to get away
(Let's go, we gotta get the fuck outta
here)
They called for backup, and they'll be on their
way
Jumped in the car, and tried to get away quick
The car
wouldn't start (damn!) we in deep shit
So we jumped out (C'mon
let's take the cop's car)
We drove a little ways thinkin that we
got far
But I looked up, and all I saw was blue lights
If I
die tonight, I'm dying in a gunfight
I grabed the AK, my homie
took the 12 gauge
Load em up quick, it's time for us to
spray
We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons
And when
we through sprayin (audi) then we steppin
This is a lesson, to
the rednecks and crooked cops
You fuck with real niggaz, get ya
fuckin ass dropped
So here we go, the police against us
Dark
as dusk, waitin for the guns to bust (What's next man?)
What's
next, I don't know and I don't care
One things fo' sho',
tommorrow I won't be here
But if I go, I'm takin all these punks
with me
Pass me a clip G, now come and get me
You wanna sweat
me, never get me to be silent
Givin them a
reason, (a reason) to claim that I'm violent...
Killing us one by one
In one way or
another
American will find a way to eliminate the problem
One
by one
The problem is
the troubles in the black youth of the
ghettos
And one by one
we are being wiped off the face of
this earth
At an extremly alarming rate
And even more alarming
is the fact
that we are not fighting back
Brothers, sistas,
niggas
When I say niggas it is not the nigga we are grown to
fear
It is not the nigga we say as if it has no meaning
But to
me
It means Never Ignorant Getting Goals Acomplishes,
nigga
Niggas what are we going to do
Walk blind into a line or
fight
Fight and die if we must like niggas
This is for
the masses the lower classes
The ones you left out, jobs were
givin', better livin'
But we were kept out
Made to feel
inferior, but we're the superior
Break the chains in out brains
that made us fear yah
Pledge a legiance to a flag that neglects
us
Honour a man that who refuses to respect us
Emmancipation,
proclamation, Please!
Nigga just said that to save the
nation
These are lies that we all accepted
Say no to drugs but
the governments' keep it
Running through our community, killing
the unity
The war on drugs is a war on you and me
And yet they
say this is the Home of The Free
But if you ask me its all about
hyprocracy
The constitution, Yo, it don't apply to me
Lady
Liberty still the bitch lied to me
Steady strong nobody's gonna
like what I pumpin'
But its wrong to keeping someone from
learning something
So get up, its time to start nation
building
I'm fed up, we gotta start teaching childern
That
they can be all that they wanna to be
There's much more to life
than just
This is defaintly ahhh words of wisdom
AMERIKA,
AMERIKA, AMERIKKKA
I charge you with the crime of rape, murder,
and assault
For suppressing and punishing my people
I charge
you with robery for robbing me of my history
I charge you with
false imprisonment for keeping me
Trapped in the projects
And
the jury finds you guilty on all accounts
And you are to serve
the consequences of your evil schemes
Prosecutor do you have any
more evidience
Words of Wisdom
They shine upon the
strength of an nation
Conquer the enemy on with
education
Protect thy self, reach with what you wanna do
Know
thy self, teach what we been through
On with the knowledge of the
place, then
No one will ever oppress this race again
No
Malcolm X in my history text
Why is that?
Cause he tried to
educate and liberate all blacks
Why is Martin Luther King in my
book each week?
He told blacks, if they get smacked, turn the
other cheek
I don't get it, so many questions went through my
mind
I get sweated, They act as if asking questions is a
crime
But forget it, one day I'm gonna prove them wrong
Now
every brother had to smother on the welfare line
The american
dream, though it seems it attainable
They're pulling your sleave,
don't believe
Cause it will strangle yah
Pulling the life of
your brain, I can't explain
Beg as you can obtain from which you
came
Swear that your mother is living in equality
Forgeting
your brother that's living her apology
Thought they had us beat
when they took our kids
But the battle ain't over till the black
man sings
Words of Wisdom
But the battle ain't over till the
black man sings
Words of Wisdom
NIGHTMARE thats what I
am
America's nightmare
I am what you made me
The hate and
evil that you gave me
I shine of a reminder of what you have done
to my people
for Four hundred plus years
You should be scared
You should be running
You should be trying to silence
me
ha ha
But you can not escape fate
Well it is my turn to
come
Just as you rose you shall fall
By my hands
Amerika,
You reap what you sow
2pacalypse America's Nightmare
Ice Cube
and Da Lench Mob America's Nightmare
Above the Law America's
Nightmare
Paris America's Nightmare
Public Enemy America's
Nightmare
Krs-One America's Nightmare
Mutulu Shakur America's
Nightmare
Geronimo Pratt America's Nightmare
Assada Shakur
America's Nightmare