Posted 1 year ago on Feb. 9, 2012, 1:20 p.m. EST by rob123
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Some 2Pac words. Ask your self if he was fighting before you? Looks like it.
They shine upon the strength of a nation Conquer the enemy on with education
When they ask me, when will the violence cease? When your troops stop shootin niggaz down in the street Niggaz had enough time to make a difference Bear witness, own our own business Word to God cause it's hard tryin to make ends meet I wake up in the morning and I ask myself Is life worth living should I blast myself I'm tired of being poor and even worse I'm black My stomach hurts so I'm lookin for a purse to snatch Cops give a damn about a ne-gro Pull a trigger kill a nigger he's a hero
Blacks is broke, think it's a joke that we livin low? Y'all sniffin blow and postin what they hittin fo'? Tell the secretary it's necessary we get paid Look what you made, little kids gettin sprayed Day after day, and night after night Battles and wars to the daylight We might change and rearrange if you do somethin Til then we gonna keep it comin, Mr. President
If I could recollect before my hood days I'd sit and reminisce, thinking of bliss of the good days I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to 'em They tested, it was stress that they under And nowadays things changed Everyone's ashamed to the youth cause the truth looks strange And for me it's reversed, we left them a world that's cursed, and it hurts 'cause any day they'll push the button and you all condemned like Malcolm X and Bobby Hutton, died for nothing Don't them let me get teary, the world looks dreary but when you wipe your eyes, see it clearly there's no need for you to fear me if you take your time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me it ain't about black or white, cause we're human I hope we see the light before its ruined my ghetto gospel Tell me do you see that old lady ain't it sad Living out a bag, but she's glad for the little things she has And over there there's a lady, crack got her crazy Guess she's given birth to a baby I don't trip and let it fade me, from outta the frying pan We jump into another form of slavery Even now I get discouraged Wonder if they take it all back while I still keep the courage I refuse to be a role model I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles I make mistakes, I learn from everyone And when it's said and done I bet this Brother be a better one If I upset you, don't stress Never forget, that God hasn't finished with me yet I feel his hand on my brain When I write rhymes, I go blind, and let the lord do his thang But am I less holy 'cause I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies Before we find world peace We gotta find peace and end the war on the streets My ghetto gospel
Killing us one by one In one way or another America 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 extremely alarming rate And even more alarming is the fact That we are not fighting back 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 superior Break the chains in our brains that made us fear yah Pledge allegiance to a flag that neglects us Honour a man that who refuses to respect us Emancipation, proclamation, Please! Lincoln just said that to save the nation These are lies that we all accepted Say no to drugs but the government’s kept 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 it's all about hypocrisy Words of Wisdom They shine upon the strength of a nation Conquer the enemy on with education