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2Pac - Violent lyrics
They claim that I’m violent Just ‘cause I refuse to be silent These hypocrites are havin’ fits Cuz I’m not buying it<b> </b>defying it Envious<b> </b>because I will rebel against Any oppressor<b> </b>and this is known as “self defense” I show no mercy<b> </b>they claim that I'm the Lunatic But when the shit gets thick<b> </b>I’m the one you go and get Don’t look confused<b> </b>the truth is so plain to see Cause I’m the nigga that you sell outs are ashamed to be And every jeep and every car, brother stomp this I'm Never Ignorant, Gettin’ Goals Accomplished The Underground Railroad on an up rise 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 pay back for evil shit you did too me They call me militant, racist ‘cause I will resist You wanna censor something? Motherfucker censor this! My words are weapons, and I’m steppin’ to the sirens Wakin’ up the masses But you, claim that I’m violent Chorus (with tons of scratching in the chorus) Fuck a damn cop, (they claimin’ that I’m violent) Just because we play what the people want, (Violent) Fuck a damn cop, (they claimin’ that I’m violent) Just because we play what the people want, (Violent) Fuck a damn cop, (they claimin’ that I’m violent) 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 ya tryin to rob me? He had the nerve to, say I had a curfew Get out the car, or I’ll hurt you So here I go, I better make my mind up Pick my 9 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 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, he tried to run 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 Now I’m against this cop who was racist Givin’im a taste of tradin’ places And all this cause the peckerwood was tryin’ this frame up, but I came up Now they claiming that I’m violent Chorus As I was beatin’ on a cop, I heard a gun click 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, now he's a dead man I said, come on, it's time for us to get away They called for back up, and they’ll be on their way Jumped in the car, and tried to get away quick The car wouldn't start, we in deep shit So we jumped out, (come on, let’s take the cops car!) We drove a little ways thinking that we got far But I looked up and all I saw was blue lights If I die tonight, I’m dying in a gun fight I grabbed 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 threw spraying, then we steppin’ This is a lesson to the rednecks and crooked cops You fuck with real niggas, get your fuckin’ ass dropped So here we go, the police against us Dark as dusk, waitin’ for the guns to bust What's next? I don't know and I don’t care One thing’s for sure, tomorrow I won’t be here But if I go, I’m takin’ all these punks with me Pass me a clip G, now come get me You wanna sweat me, never get me to be silent Givin’em a reason, (a reason) Ta claim that I’m violent Chorus (with tons of scratching in the chorus) Fuck a damn cop, (they claimin’ that I’m violent) Just because we play what the people want, (Violent) Fuck a damn cop, (they claimin’ that I’m violent) Just because we play what the people want, (Violent) Fuck a damn cop, (they claimin’ that I’m violent) Chorus Repeats |
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