In close proximity but miles apart, in my heart I wonder when did we depart, jealousy and envy underlying our union but between me and you I pray we end this confusion, all my fears I shared with you and all your joy you’ve kept from me, how do we exist and resist the urge to prevent diplomacy, I guess we not there yet, but time will reveal and heal, so until we meet again ...I ain’t mad at cha
When I awoke, too strong too broke to know this to be the way I would go. I joked but sooner or later I could show you how it was meant or how I went so far in this life. But for more to give in to in this strife that devoured a soul. But then again to never think of looking back whilst resisting such a poison that we were torn in. To adorn this decayed body that we were born with. I was found to be trying to survive in an ever growing disease that followed me around...
[Intro: 2Pac & Danny Boy Steward] Change, shit I guess change is good for any of us Whatever it take for any of y'all niggas to get up out the hood Shit, I'm wit' ya, I ain't mad at cha Got nothin' but love for ya, do your thing, boy Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while I'ma send this one out for y'all Know what I mean? 'Cause I ain't mad at cha Heard y'all tearin' up shit out there Kickin' up dust, givin' a motherfuck Yeah, niggas, 'cause I ain't mad at cha [Verse 1: 2Pac] Now we was once two niggas of the same kind Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line You was just a little smaller, but you still rolled Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll 'Member when you had a Jheri curl, didn't quite learn On the block, wit'cha Glock, trippin' off sherm Collect calls to the crib, sayin' how you've changed Oh, you a Muslim now? No more dope game Heard you might be comin' home, just got bail Wanna go to the mosque, don't wanna chase tail It seems I lost my little homie, he's a changed man Hit the pen' and now no sinnin' is the game plan When I talk about money, all you see is the struggle When I tell you I'm livin' large, you tell me it's trouble Congratulations on the weddin', I hope your wife know She got a playa for life, and that's no bullshittin' I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her And I can see us after school, we'd bomb On the first motherfucker with the wrong shit on Now the whole shit's changed and we don't even kick it Got a big money scheme and you ain't even with it Knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker that Go toe to toe when it's time to roll, you got a brother's back And I can't even trip, 'cause I'm just laughin' at cha You tryin' hard to maintain, then go ahead 'Cause I ain't mad at cha [Chorus: Danny Boy Steward & 2Pac] I ain't mad at cha I ain't mad at cha I ain't mad at cha [Verse 2: 2Pac] We used to be like distant cousins, fightin', playin' dozens Whole neighborhood buzzin', knowin' that we wasn't Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs I'm gettin' blitzed and I reminisce on all the times we shared Besides bumpin' and grindin', wasn't nothin' on our mind In time, we'd learned to live a life of crime Rewind us back to a time was much too young to know I caught a felony, lovin' the way the guns blow And even though we separated, you said that you'd wait Don't give nobody no coochie while I'll be locked up state I kiss my mama goodbye and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes Said I'll return but I gotta fight, the fate's arrived Don't shed a tear, 'cause mama, I ain't happy here I blew trial, no more smiles for a couple years They got me goin' mad, I'm knockin' busters on they backs In my cell, thinkin', "Hell, I know one day I'll be back" As soon as I touch down I told my girl I'd be there, so prepare to get fucked down The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughin' at cha 'Cause you's a down-ass bitch and I ain't mad at cha [Chorus: Danny Boy Steward & 2Pac] I ain't mad at cha I ain't mad at cha I ain't mad at cha A true down-ass bitch and I ain't mad at cha [Verse 3: 2Pac] Well, guess who's movin' up? This nigga's ballin' now Bitches be callin' to get it, hookers keep fallin' down He went from nothin' to lots, ten carats to rock Went from a nobody nigga to the big man on the block He's Mr. Local-Celebrity, addicted to movin' ki's Most hated by enemies, escape in the luxury See, first you was our nigga, but you made it so the choice is made Now we gotta slay you while you faded, in the younger days So full of pain while the weapons blaze Gettin' so high off that bomb, hopin' we make it to the better days 'Cause crime pays, and in time, you'll find a rhyme'll blaze You'll feel the fire from the niggas in my younger days So many changed on me, so many tried to plot That I keep a Glock beside my head, when will it stop? 'Til God return me to my essence 'Cause even as an adolescent, I refused to be a convalescent So many questions and they ask me if I'm still down I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now? They got so much to say, but I'm just laughin' at cha You niggas just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha [Chorus: Danny Boy Steward & 2Pac] I ain't mad at cha I ain't mad at cha I ain't mad at cha Hell nah, I ain't mad at cha I ain't mad at cha And I ain't mad at cha I ain't mad at cha I ain't mad at cha I ain't mad at cha I ain't mad at cha
nah this needs more views
This is a song about true, unconditional love….thru all the trials & tribulations of life
This so has a special place in my heart cx
OOOOOO THIS HIT DIFFERENTTT
….feels like I’m absorbing power within myself.. as you get older, the world gets rougher by the day👀👀👀👀👀
In close proximity but miles apart, in my heart I wonder when did we depart, jealousy and envy underlying our union but between me and you I pray we end this confusion, all my fears I shared with you and all your joy you’ve kept from me, how do we exist and resist the urge to prevent diplomacy, I guess we not there yet, but time will reveal and heal, so until we meet again ...I ain’t mad at cha
Damn and tha bass line!!! 🔥 🔥 🔥
Larga vida al más grande Tupac! 👑
bessssst oee eveer i loveee ittt g.j brooo
this shit HIT
When I awoke, too strong too broke to know this to be the way I would go. I joked but sooner or later I could show you how it was meant or how I went so far in this life. But for more to give in to in this strife that devoured a soul. But then again to never think of looking back whilst resisting such a poison that we were torn in. To adorn this decayed body that we were born with. I was found to be trying to survive in an ever growing disease that followed me around...
This is making me cry T_T
Sounds good with subwoofers as I kick back in my car chilling
Rest in peace 2 pac
Umm yess thank you
Don't shed a tear.... Cus mama I ain't here...
Why did this pop up in my dream
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in 2pac songs just feel it
that's the secret in all his song
foda demais 🔥🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷
[Intro: 2Pac & Danny Boy Steward]
Change, shit
I guess change is good for any of us
Whatever it take for any of y'all niggas to get up out the hood
Shit, I'm wit' ya, I ain't mad at cha
Got nothin' but love for ya, do your thing, boy
Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
I'ma send this one out for y'all
Know what I mean? 'Cause I ain't mad at cha
Heard y'all tearin' up shit out there
Kickin' up dust, givin' a motherfuck
Yeah, niggas, 'cause I ain't mad at cha
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Now we was once two niggas of the same kind
Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line
You was just a little smaller, but you still rolled
Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll
'Member when you had a Jheri curl, didn't quite learn
On the block, wit'cha Glock, trippin' off sherm
Collect calls to the crib, sayin' how you've changed
Oh, you a Muslim now? No more dope game
Heard you might be comin' home, just got bail
Wanna go to the mosque, don't wanna chase tail
It seems I lost my little homie, he's a changed man
Hit the pen' and now no sinnin' is the game plan
When I talk about money, all you see is the struggle
When I tell you I'm livin' large, you tell me it's trouble
Congratulations on the weddin', I hope your wife know
She got a playa for life, and that's no bullshittin'
I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
And I can see us after school, we'd bomb
On the first motherfucker with the wrong shit on
Now the whole shit's changed and we don't even kick it
Got a big money scheme and you ain't even with it
Knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker that
Go toe to toe when it's time to roll, you got a brother's back
And I can't even trip, 'cause I'm just laughin' at cha
You tryin' hard to maintain, then go ahead
'Cause I ain't mad at cha
[Chorus: Danny Boy Steward & 2Pac]
I ain't mad at cha
I ain't mad at cha
I ain't mad at cha
[Verse 2: 2Pac]
We used to be like distant cousins, fightin', playin' dozens
Whole neighborhood buzzin', knowin' that we wasn't
Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
I'm gettin' blitzed and I reminisce on all the times we shared
Besides bumpin' and grindin', wasn't nothin' on our mind
In time, we'd learned to live a life of crime
Rewind us back to a time was much too young to know
I caught a felony, lovin' the way the guns blow
And even though we separated, you said that you'd wait
Don't give nobody no coochie while I'll be locked up state
I kiss my mama goodbye and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes
Said I'll return but I gotta fight, the fate's arrived
Don't shed a tear, 'cause mama, I ain't happy here
I blew trial, no more smiles for a couple years
They got me goin' mad, I'm knockin' busters on they backs
In my cell, thinkin', "Hell, I know one day I'll be back"
As soon as I touch down
I told my girl I'd be there, so prepare to get fucked down
The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughin' at cha
'Cause you's a down-ass bitch and I ain't mad at cha
[Chorus: Danny Boy Steward & 2Pac]
I ain't mad at cha
I ain't mad at cha
I ain't mad at cha
A true down-ass bitch and I ain't mad at cha
[Verse 3: 2Pac]
Well, guess who's movin' up? This nigga's ballin' now
Bitches be callin' to get it, hookers keep fallin' down
He went from nothin' to lots, ten carats to rock
Went from a nobody nigga to the big man on the block
He's Mr. Local-Celebrity, addicted to movin' ki's
Most hated by enemies, escape in the luxury
See, first you was our nigga, but you made it so the choice is made
Now we gotta slay you while you faded, in the younger days
So full of pain while the weapons blaze
Gettin' so high off that bomb, hopin' we make it to the better days
'Cause crime pays, and in time, you'll find a rhyme'll blaze
You'll feel the fire from the niggas in my younger days
So many changed on me, so many tried to plot
That I keep a Glock beside my head, when will it stop?
'Til God return me to my essence
'Cause even as an adolescent, I refused to be a convalescent
So many questions and they ask me if I'm still down
I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now?
They got so much to say, but I'm just laughin' at cha
You niggas just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha
[Chorus: Danny Boy Steward & 2Pac]
I ain't mad at cha
I ain't mad at cha
I ain't mad at cha
Hell nah, I ain't mad at cha
I ain't mad at cha
And I ain't mad at cha
I ain't mad at cha
I ain't mad at cha
I ain't mad at cha
I ain't mad at cha
Awesome!!
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4:59 when i stub my toe
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Listen on 1,25
May aswell listen to the normal version
The beat sounds like fifth harmony - We know, at Lauren's part😬😕