歌名 | soulja´s story |
歌手 | 2PAC |
专辑 | 2Pacalypse Now |
歌词 | [repeat softly 2X in the background] All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me [audible after ´Pac says the word "welfare"] [´Pac talking as ´Soulja´] They cuttin off welfare.. They think crime is risin now You got whites killin blacks, cops killin blacks, and blacks killin blacks Shit just gon´ get worse They just gon´ become souljas Straight souljas [Chorus: 2Pac (repeat 2X)] All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me [2Pac as ´Soulja´] Crack done took a part of my family tree My mom is on the shit, my daddy´s splittin, mom is steady blamin me Is it my fault, just cause I´m a young black male? Cops sweat me as if my destiny is makin crack sales Only fifteen and got problems Cops on my tail, so I bail til I dodge ´em They finally pull me over and I laugh "Remember Rodney King?" and I blast on his punk ass Now I got a murder case.. .. you speak of heaven punk? I never heard of the place Wanted to come up fast, got a Uz and a black mask Duckin fuckin ´Task´, now who´s the jack-ass? Keep my shit cocked, cause the cops got a glock too What the fuck would you do - drop them or let ´em drop you? I chose droppin the cop I got me a glock, and a glock for the niggaz on my block Momma tried to stab me, I moved out Sold a pound a weed, made G´s, bought a new house I´m only seventeen, I´m the new kid Got me a crew, bought ´em jewels, and a Uz´-thick But all good things don´t last ´Task´ came fast, and busted my black ass Coolin in the pen, where the good´s kept Now my little brother wants to follow in my footsteps A soulja [Chorus] [2Pac] Buck, buck - niggaz get fucked, don´t step to this Quiet as kept I´m blessed on a quest with a death wish Tell ´em to come and test, and arrest, nigga it´s hectic Here´s the anorexic, I´m makin it to an exit Walkin through the streets on the black tip Packed with several gats, cause I´m on some "pay ´em back" shit Niggaz don´t wanna try me, brother you´ll get shot down Now I´m king of the block, since my bigger brother´s locked down I´m hot now, so many punk police have got shot down Other coppers see me on the block, and they jock now That´s what I call a kingpin Send my brother what he needs and some weed up to Sing-Sing Tellin him just be ready set Pack ya shit up quick; and when I hit, be prepared to jet Niggaz from the block on the boat now Every single one got a gun, that´ll smoke - pow! These punks about to get hit by the best I´m wearin double vest.. so aim at my fuckin chest I´ll be makin straight dome calls Touch the button on the wall, you´ll be pickin up your own balls I can still hear my mother shout.. "Hit the pig nigga, break your bigger brother out" I got a message for the warden I´m comin for ya ass, as fast as Flash Gorden We get surrounded in the mess hall, yes y´all A crazy motherfucker makin death calls Just bring me my brother and we leavin For every minute you stall, one of y´all bleedin.. They brought my brother in a jiffy I took a cop, just in case things got tricky And just as we was walkin out (BANG!) I caught a bullet in the head, the screams never left my mouth My brother caught a bullet too I think he gon´ pull through, he deserve to The fast life ain´t everything they told ya Never get much older, following the tracks of a soulja [Chorus] [Chorus: softly in background 0.5X] |