cruising on the highway during sunset while the sun is setting and moon is out with my drop top with this tune on full throttle... feels like am in a movie scene
Man! Tupac and instrumentals! This is truly real music. The Bass, and treble take me back to good ole days when people just kept it real! God please drop back off in the 90’s! SMH! Let the church say Amen!
Can't believe people are hating on Dj Cvince. This guy has provided us with the music behind the genius lyrics, which in all honestly is overlooked. Through his remakes we can fully appreciate the Pac songs from a wider perspective. This song, Teardrops and Closed Caskets and Hellrazor are my fave instrumentals and the man done a great job on them. Keep it up, I listen to your remakes all the time.
I love these remakes bro. They bring out parts of the beat and the music that you don't really notice sometimes. I swear it gives it more of a 3D feel than just the flat instrumentals.
Somebody wake me I'm dreaming, I started as a seed from semen Swimmin' upstream, planted in the.womb while screaming On the top was my pops My momma screamin stop From a single drop, this what they got *** Tupac ***
As i look back in my rear-view, I can see Biggie & Pac It's a clear view, they ain't ever looked as happy as that... even on there debut lol i aint even going to go into no more detail...
real nice.. love the guitar.. although i did have a problem with when my verse ends and the hook started .. other than that .. this is another cvince clazzic
-with this stressin' labor in vain,heavily inflictin' the poor wars constantly breakin' out,i got clout with the spiritual source,fuck the gov force,still i rise above all ground,profound in wisdom,enlighten by some luminous figure,hoverin' over my bed,thought i was dead,but it was silent & cold night,no fright in my heart,im too bold to fold,too hot to hold,mold showin' on people cuz they mentally in coffins,too often i gotta keep enticin' peace,and fight the beast cuz he engorgin' to much-
power,i know it sound like im sour,than a dill pickle,but my lyric touch deep lika sickle cell,stuck in this jail can't bail,only way im free is when im dead i reach eternally,where will i be?,heaven or hell no one can tell by the way we livin' sinnin',growin' deeper n deepr like boss i toss out omission on a one man mission,exposin' all those in guise and still i rise!!!!
Querido señor , aun seguimos aqui Bajo la tormenta , donde la lucha Continua , donde ha sido un largo viaje Pero supongo que es la carta que Me toco jugar , esta mierda no es Freestyle , esto es hip hop real , Como el fuego bajo la lluvia , el cristal , Esto va directo a todos mis hermanos Que han crecido de este lado de la vida , Educado en estas calles frias , Pateando este jodido instrumental Donde la mierda es salvaje , Y cualquier dia puede ser el ultimo Cantando a los 4 vientos esperando Que puedan comprender esto , Crecido en los barrios bajos Disparos a diario , jovenes robando Personas inocentes marchando Jovenes durmiendo en las calles Familias enteras pasan hambres Y un jefe que mira hacia el costado ,
Dont trust we can you blame future depends on me respect position myself people guilty in pain you feel me never be the same i show you knowledge strengh no freedom genocide of came everyday give a promise my inspiration to be a honest the brave lessons to my enemies suspicious
-same mother which is earth she gave birth,stuck in this spiritual curse,and its just growin' worse,tryna find the perfect verse,to match my pitch,refrain from callin' women bitches,but the ghetto scorns got my brain in stitches,its all part of design,made for us to fall and when we ball,we forget where it all started,until we dearly departed then we make a brief embrace mournin' over the lost of a loved one,put down the gun son,and come back home reality sheddin' tears,soon to flood out in pain
Woke up from the early morning I washed my face, cuz my niggaz is calling the suns up, it's a cool day Ready to ballin Am so high like am gon fly, feeling my best As if the murders or the killing didn't exist or the drivebys Niggaz know, meeee On my block, where rocks and the glocks never disappear Never knew my father, was a goner from the start, I sold weed n some hard drugs, Ran back home with some quick buck Mama woped my ass, cuz it's ain't right She took the money, got the gasoline Made a fire like a feind Threw the money in the flames like a dream I Screamed as she graped my ears I know I did wrong mom, mama please You bet I begged her not to do it, but she did she made them abalze Haha And what a man she raised Open your eyes can't you see I didn't choose bad luck, all thebad luck chose me. I wonder on a Friday on mountain looking down On the world and the wind blows What's the reason that we're breathing Only god can guide us Are we Just consumers of air or have we got another higher purpose Look everywhere fools hate us, n they never change I maintain same in the rain and the pain, Nigga am no rookie Even though am chanied by my neck to wicked game, nothing but a life of G Open your eyes can't you see I didn't choose bad luck, all the bad luck chose me. So I hit the trees, slang rock, it's hard but you never see
I been makin bad moves and with a attitude .. I pray God forgive me and heal me, I’m scared from the world news, my souls bruised, in too deep, I needa re strategize, battle field cry’s, it’s real Soulja’s right in front of yo eyes, don’t be blind, raising hell fire til it’s pay back, no time to lay back im tryin make tracks and bank in big racks, for auntie nem, no more struggling, hard headed, had to learn hard, jump in my brand new gt & skirt off, nah u don’t kno me, I’m fnot a scrub now, fuck a rub down, fuck a left and a right I’m goin straight to the top now, go on let this out pitbull out the dog pound, goin all out, heart of a warrior, had love for ya wanted to a spoil ya, but now ion want nuna ya, 1st runner up, big pro dog comin out gunnin ya .. rip 2pac in portal outlaws mob figgaz
still im risin' on my adversaries,they wish i would drown,in my blood,but i just wipe the crud out my eyes,when will suckas open they eyes,and realize we souls trapped inside flesh,a constant test which is life,nothin' but strife followin' me wherever i go,wither it's conflict on the streets or beats,im still risin',on ya jealous bustas,quick to bust at ya,my clips stay loaded we packin' fullies,fuck semis,im tired of fightin' my own,and sheddin' blood on my own,brother but when we come from the
I stay sharp as always Runnin' ya bricks with blitz, through ya project hallways Dumpin' crews like two's, nigga, all day Secrets of war prepare me for the worst A life that's lavish full of cabbage or a life that's in a hearse But now my dreams it seems though Be placin' triple beams and things, bro Diamond pinky ring got the loot poppin' out my jeans slow [Verse 3: Hussein Fatal] Dynamically this dude will twist your shit ceramically Able to write a Fatal verse with no profanity It's on for Al G., Nikko Storm and Nasty New I put a hole in your crew, tryin' to pass me With no remorse You get blasted full force A Nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse World wide supremacy All y'all remember me Hung over from Hennessy With a menace intendency Police be clockin' me So I be dippin', slippin' sloppily Sippin' Vodka, B And ditchin' clips on private property When five-O be comin' Niggas be runnin' for they life and freedom The type to beat 'em Hittin' gates and break and try to lead 'em To pit terriers, Monclair gettin' scarier They nine's, they shoot 'em in secluded areas The barrier, not me I'm burned 'em off the dick, stayin' scot-free 'Til Task harass my ass and try to have the ave locked D My nigga fell Givin' a whole essence county trigger hell Runnin' the fuckin' block and duckin' cops tryin' to get a bail [Verse 4: Yaki Kadafi] In '96 my Glock's my plastic passion for blastin' bastards No faces for open caskets, peelin' ya cap backwards Ya cowards ain't prepared for pistol practice I send my missiles through your mattress Leavin' holes in your body like a cactus While me and my crew be boppin', more greens the topic And loot to keep the seams in my motherfuckin' jeans poppin' Leavin' ya spleen to pick up Half of you niggas is softer than a Snicker Let's go to war and see who draw quicker And still I rise, and still I rise And still I rise, and still I rise
Somebody break me I'm dreamin', I started as a seed the semen Swimmin' upstream, planted in the womb while screamin' on the top, was my pops, my momma screamin' stop From a single drop, this is what they got Not to disrespect my peoples but my poppa was a loser Only plan he had for momma was to fuck her and abuse her Even as a little seed, I could see his plan for me Stranded on welfare, another broken family Now what was I to be, a product of this heated passion Momma got pregnant, and poppa got a piece of ass Look how it began, nobody gave a fuck about me Pistol in my hand, this cruel world can do without me How can I survive? Got me askin' white Jesus will a nigga live or die, cause the Lord can't see us in the deep dark clouds of the projects, ain't no sunshine No sunny days and we only play sometimes When everybody's sleepin' I open my window jump to the streets and get to creepin' I can live or die, hope I get some money 'fore I'm gone I'm only 19, I'm tryin' to hustle on my own on the spot where everybody and they pops tryin' to slang rocks I'd rather go to college, but this is where the game stops Don't get it wrong cause it's always on, from dusk to dawn You can buy rocks glocks or a herringbone You can ask my man Ishmael Reed Keep my nine heated all the time this is how we grind Meet up at the cemetery then get smoked out, pass the weed nigga That Hennessey'll keep me keyed nigga Everywhere I go niggas holla at me, "Keep it real G" And my reply til they kill me Act up if you feel me, I was born not to make it but I did The tribulations of a ghetto kid, still I rise
I listen to this over and over again
Damn... this beat is legendary Tupac you are the best and will remain the best Love to you bro your lyrics explain my daily life
Percy Godfrey fak you
Percy Godfrey MP
I relate so much even though I come from a different culture. Pac has helped me through some rough roads. RIP legend!
Real talk my nigguh
Big facts my guy.
cruising on the highway during sunset while the sun is setting and moon is out with my drop top with this tune on full throttle... feels like am in a movie scene
Man! Tupac and instrumentals! This is truly real music. The Bass, and treble take me back to good ole days when people just kept it real! God please drop back off in the 90’s! SMH! Let the church say Amen!
Ammen😓😓😓❤️🔥❤️🔥🌎🌎🌎
Can't believe people are hating on Dj Cvince. This guy has provided us with the music behind the genius lyrics, which in all honestly is overlooked. Through his remakes we can fully appreciate the Pac songs from a wider perspective. This song, Teardrops and Closed Caskets and Hellrazor are my fave instrumentals and the man done a great job on them. Keep it up, I listen to your remakes all the time.
I have most of those songs you mentioned with the acapella on it if you want to hear it.😊
THATS A JOHNNY J BEAT...RIP COLDEST MEXXICAN ON ALL TRACKS🌬
Thugz Cry by Bizzy Bone on the same list i guess ...
@@Mmurzn Krayzie Bone is the most skilled
Pac would be proud of this
Always in my heart until the end of time... much love outlawz
I will ❤️Tupac thank you this man this brings tears to my eyes
I love these remakes bro. They bring out parts of the beat and the music that you don't really notice sometimes. I swear it gives it more of a 3D feel than just the flat instrumentals.
Tune makes you reminicse on your memories in life. This track is full of sad emotions.
No lyrics and still hits home, pac made the beat astronomical beyond out of this world he was someone guinuine
One of my fav beats to relax and chill too STILL I RISE TUPAC FOR EVER
1 of the best ever jheeeeze the beats are so old skool Tupac flow was just dope on these beats
brave angel OG Beat was better
Murat Polat
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You hard for this beat now I need this bitxh good looking
one love 2pac for life.the realest
Tupac 1971-1996 Johnny J 1969-2008 👑😇
THE BEST SONG EVER STILL I RISE
just lovely music man
thanks for making this and sharing this
Keep up the really good work Cvince.
bruh honestly ur remakes are better than the originals lol
I really love the instrumental with this playing I tone out the "negative spirits"
STILL I RISE
I don't know why, im just in love with that Beat
Ikr
Mavdo
Memories.. damn.
I Miss 2pac 💯🙏🏽🙏🏽 Still I Rise
Respect Brotha. Killed this one
Smooth Remix, Nice Homie! Fukk all the haterz! This for shure sounds like Pacs track not the kind of beats tha eminem do.
Somebody wake me I'm DREAMING!! Really nice Remake! ;)
Need the Vocals on it 🔥
Excellent work!
smooth and cool
yo i love your beats i have two songs to them and i am working on lyrics for this one mad love keep up the good work man
I love old school music
THANX PAC♥
You know I'm lovin' this! :D
Pro trick : you can watch series at Flixzone. Been using it for watching all kinds of movies recently.
@Karson Colt yup, I've been watching on flixzone} for since december myself =)
i listen to this like an anthem each time things get tough
#THETRUTHSTANDSALONE💝💝💝 Thanks4sharing💝
Flawless!!
Dear lord 🙏🏽 ❤❤
sick bro, you are the boss!
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เพื่อวงศ์ตะกูลสักวันต้องเชิดชู เพื่อหวังประมูลความสุขเข้าบ้านกู
ให้อยู่กันอย่างเป็นสุขไร้ความทุกข์ใดใดทุกสิ่งไม่ประวิงอะไรใดใด
ใด้แค่นี้แมร่งโคตรฟิน กูเคยมีหวังแต่ต้องหยุดยั้งเพราะความจริง
อยากจะทำมันแต่ปากท้องยังต้องกิน
หากไม่มีสินทรัพย์ก็มีแต่คนคอยทับถม แต่ขอบอกไว้ตรงนี้ครับว่าใจไม่โสมม
สักวันจะต้องกางปีกอยู่บนฟ้าเพื่อโผลม จึงต้องแอคทีฟคงไม่ยากเกินหัวคน
ถึงตอนนี้จนสักวันกูจะรวย ไฟท์กับทุกปัญหาอย่างเห็นว่ามันเป็นเรื่องซวย
ขึ้นสังเวียนบู๊ตามกติกาของนักมวย มันอยู่ที่ความสามารถไม่ใช่เสี่ยงดวงเล่นหวย
**(*1)**ชีวิตต้องเรียนรู้กูสู้เพื่อชีวิต ลิขิตได้ทุกสิ่งไม่ใช่ฟ้าที่ลิขิต
สิ่งที่ผิดพลาดพร้อมจะลบเหมือนลิขวิด ตามล่าปริญญาทั้งชีวิตเป็นนิสิต**(1*)**
พูดถึงเรื่องผิดพลาดกูมีมากเกินกว่าสิบ ทำให้คนสนิทใจใจสลายอคติ
เพราะความไม่รอบครอบขี้ระแวงไม่รู้จักคิด ขอบอกวไว้ตรงเนี้ยแออกูรับผิด
พวกมึงจะให้อภัยหรือไม่ก็แล้วแต่พวกมึง เพราะว่ากูไม่แคร์สิ่งใดแล้วนอกจากใจที่ต้องดึง
จึงต้องสู้กับความกลัวที่น่าสะพรึง ถึงจะมีวันที่ทุกอย่างมันสูงขึ้น
พึงระวังทุกการกระทำทุกคำพูด ไอ้พวกที่ยังไม่หยุดกูมองว่าลิ้นไม่มีกะดูก
บ้างก็เสแสร้งเล่นดีไม่มีหลุด ตบมือให้พวกแม่งนักแสดงฮอลลีวูด
จุดสำคัญคือกูไม่มีเวลาให้เสีย ชีวิตเหมือนการเรียนรู้พัฒนาให้มันเคลีย
ขอบคุณทุกกำลังใจของผองเพื่อนที่ร่วมเชียร
ถึงวันที่ฉลองจะเหมาปิดโรงงานเบียรแมร่ง ( * )
ชีวิตมีหลากรสจึงต้องประสบกับหลากกรรม ชั่งแมร่งหากต้องพบก็ควรปลอบใจยอมรับมัน
หลายสิ่งที่ต้องแบกถึงแม่งไม่พร้อมที่จะทำ ทุกอย่างโถมได้เหมือนคลื่นไม่มีสัณญาน
มาเตือนกัน เยส ไลฟ์ อ่ะทุกอย่างกูพร้อมแล้ว
จะทนยิ้มให้ตัวเองถึงแม้ว่าใจจะต้องเศร้า เพราะว่าในโลกนี้ไม่มีใครรู้จักเรานอกจากตัวเรา
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ขอร้องให้ใครอภัยหากถึงวันนั้นก็อาจจะเลยร่วง กรรมใครก็กรรมมันระวังเอาไว้ล่ะกันในวันที่ต้องน้อมรับมัน
เปลี่ยนคำนินทาให้มันกลายเป็นพลัง ทุกวันกูหายใจรอให้ถึงวันนั้น matherfucker ( * )
สิ่งที่พลั้งไปมันอาจจะไม่กลับมา ทุกอย่างย่อมไม่เที่ยงตามตำราองค์ศาสดา
คัมภีย์ใบเบิลอัลกูระอาลไตรปิฎกเขียนไว้ฉัดว่า จงทำดีทั้งกายใจและวาจา ( จบ )
Love this beats
The drums are very identical to the original on this one
Great work
100 % agree
u wanne live in fantasy dream then u got to be team,
U got TO be seen,
in this positive scène,
Somebody wake me I'm dreaming,
I started as a seed from semen
Swimmin' upstream, planted in the.womb while screaming
On the top was my pops
My momma screamin stop
From a single drop, this what they got
*** Tupac ***
and peeps say pacs flow is boring hahahha
the best of tupac
So dope, so dope.
Its nice how it doesn't completely sound the same which makes the remake sound very unique. I'm loving this. Permission create a music out of this?
Mukke kann sooooo geil sein
As i look back in my rear-view, I can see Biggie & Pac
It's a clear view, they ain't ever looked as happy as that... even on there debut
lol i aint even going to go into no more detail...
Doope remake !
Good work
Love to Tupac
Genius...
Brother pac 👍😢🌹
Beautyful muzikk
real nice.. love the guitar.. although i did have a problem with when my verse ends and the hook started .. other than that .. this is another cvince clazzic
Dj Cvince is the next Dj Quik! LOL
Love it
Heaven Yes
STILL I RISE AND I REALY DO ..
and they say Dre was a great producer
no where near as good as johnny j
God Chose me damn right couldn't fuck with Johnny J
He Is
Dis got me wonderin where tha humanity goes...
Bro!!!! This is the shit! !!!
this is the shit much respect 2pac
Yes!!!!!!!!!.Died 2 soon. God bless you Pac.
I need to use this beat
R.I.P. Pac, Yak, Syke & JJ
Ima beast at da least
This beat on da street
Forever meets
Whoever competes, DA Twin…
da. hora intrumental salve tupac amaru shaku q deus o tenha brasil
-with this stressin' labor in vain,heavily inflictin' the poor wars constantly breakin' out,i got clout with the spiritual source,fuck the gov force,still i rise above all ground,profound in wisdom,enlighten by some luminous figure,hoverin' over my bed,thought i was dead,but it was silent & cold night,no fright in my heart,im too bold to fold,too hot to hold,mold showin' on people cuz they mentally in coffins,too often i gotta keep enticin' peace,and fight the beast cuz he engorgin' to much-
whadup homie i fuckin love this mad props ;) keep it up and let haters hate ;)
pace 💪💪💪💪
power,i know it sound like im sour,than a dill pickle,but my lyric touch deep lika sickle cell,stuck in this jail can't bail,only way im free is when im dead i reach eternally,where will i be?,heaven or hell no one can tell by the way we livin' sinnin',growin' deeper n deepr like boss i toss out omission on a one man mission,exposin' all those in guise and still i rise!!!!
Amasing bro
Ti hanno ucciso... Ma la tua musica è rimasta
Querido señor , aun seguimos aqui
Bajo la tormenta , donde la lucha
Continua , donde ha sido un largo viaje
Pero supongo que es la carta que
Me toco jugar , esta mierda no es
Freestyle , esto es hip hop real ,
Como el fuego bajo la lluvia , el cristal ,
Esto va directo a todos mis hermanos
Que han crecido de este lado de la vida ,
Educado en estas calles frias ,
Pateando este jodido instrumental
Donde la mierda es salvaje ,
Y cualquier dia puede ser el ultimo
Cantando a los 4 vientos esperando
Que puedan comprender esto ,
Crecido en los barrios bajos
Disparos a diario , jovenes robando
Personas inocentes marchando
Jovenes durmiendo en las calles
Familias enteras pasan hambres
Y un jefe que mira hacia el costado ,
Dont trust we can you blame future depends on me respect position myself people guilty in pain you feel me never be the same i show you knowledge strengh no freedom genocide of came everyday give a promise my inspiration to be a honest the brave lessons to my enemies suspicious
-same mother which is earth she gave birth,stuck in this spiritual curse,and its just growin' worse,tryna find the perfect verse,to match my pitch,refrain from callin' women bitches,but the ghetto scorns got my brain in stitches,its all part of design,made for us to fall and when we ball,we forget where it all started,until we dearly departed then we make a brief embrace mournin' over the lost of a loved one,put down the gun son,and come back home reality sheddin' tears,soon to flood out in pain
@Makgame325
Thanks MakDiesel ;)
PAC in an out of thiz native thug life
Woke up from the early morning
I washed my face, cuz my niggaz is calling
the suns up, it's a cool day
Ready to ballin
Am so high like am gon fly, feeling my best
As if the murders or the killing didn't exist or the drivebys
Niggaz know, meeee
On my block, where rocks and the glocks never disappear
Never knew my father, was a goner from the start,
I sold weed n some hard drugs,
Ran back home with some quick buck
Mama woped my ass, cuz it's ain't right
She took the money, got the gasoline
Made a fire like a feind
Threw the money in the flames like a dream
I Screamed as she graped my ears
I know I did wrong mom, mama please
You bet I begged her not to do it, but she did
she made them abalze
Haha
And what a man she raised
Open your eyes can't you see
I didn't choose bad luck, all thebad luck chose me.
I wonder on a Friday on mountain looking down
On the world
and the wind blows
What's the reason that we're breathing
Only god can guide us
Are we Just consumers of air
or have we got another higher purpose
Look everywhere fools hate us, n they never change
I maintain same in the rain and the pain,
Nigga am no rookie
Even though am chanied by my neck to wicked game, nothing but a life of G
Open your eyes can't you see
I didn't choose bad luck, all the bad luck chose me.
So I hit the trees, slang rock, it's hard
but you never see
Dr. Dre who?
How to contact this guy I really want this beat??????? Somebody Anybody respond
can you add the hook/chorus? please. This sounds really cool. Jazzy.
I been makin bad moves and with a attitude .. I pray God forgive me and heal me, I’m scared from the world news, my souls bruised, in too deep, I needa re strategize, battle field cry’s, it’s real Soulja’s right in front of yo eyes, don’t be blind, raising hell fire til it’s pay back, no time to lay back im tryin make tracks and bank in big racks, for auntie nem, no more struggling, hard headed, had to learn hard, jump in my brand new gt & skirt off, nah u don’t kno me, I’m fnot a scrub now, fuck a rub down, fuck a left and a right I’m goin straight to the top now, go on let this out pitbull out the dog pound, goin all out, heart of a warrior, had love for ya wanted to a spoil ya, but now ion want nuna ya, 1st runner up, big pro dog comin out gunnin ya .. rip 2pac in portal outlaws mob figgaz
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still im risin' on my adversaries,they wish i would drown,in my blood,but i just wipe the crud out my eyes,when will suckas open they eyes,and realize we souls trapped inside flesh,a constant test which is life,nothin' but strife followin' me wherever i go,wither it's conflict on the streets or beats,im still risin',on ya jealous bustas,quick to bust at ya,my clips stay loaded we packin' fullies,fuck semis,im tired of fightin' my own,and sheddin' blood on my own,brother but when we come from the
How can I download this track on iTunes ?
u should make instrumentals like this for my New anime
Goose pump
Im rappin On diz Fuk It
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I stay sharp as always
Runnin' ya bricks with blitz, through ya project hallways
Dumpin' crews like two's, nigga, all day
Secrets of war prepare me for the worst
A life that's lavish full of cabbage or a life that's in a hearse
But now my dreams it seems though
Be placin' triple beams and things, bro
Diamond pinky ring got the loot poppin' out my jeans slow
[Verse 3: Hussein Fatal]
Dynamically this dude will twist your shit ceramically
Able to write a Fatal verse with no profanity
It's on for Al G., Nikko Storm and Nasty New
I put a hole in your crew, tryin' to pass me
With no remorse
You get blasted full force
A Nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse
World wide supremacy
All y'all remember me
Hung over from Hennessy
With a menace intendency
Police be clockin' me
So I be dippin', slippin' sloppily
Sippin' Vodka, B
And ditchin' clips on private property
When five-O be comin'
Niggas be runnin' for they life and freedom
The type to beat 'em
Hittin' gates and break and try to lead 'em
To pit terriers, Monclair gettin' scarier
They nine's, they shoot 'em in secluded areas
The barrier, not me
I'm burned 'em off the dick, stayin' scot-free
'Til Task harass my ass and try to have the ave locked D
My nigga fell
Givin' a whole essence county trigger hell
Runnin' the fuckin' block and duckin' cops tryin' to get a bail
[Verse 4: Yaki Kadafi]
In '96 my Glock's my plastic passion for blastin' bastards
No faces for open caskets, peelin' ya cap backwards
Ya cowards ain't prepared for pistol practice
I send my missiles through your mattress
Leavin' holes in your body like a cactus
While me and my crew be boppin', more greens the topic
And loot to keep the seams in my motherfuckin' jeans poppin'
Leavin' ya spleen to pick up
Half of you niggas is softer than a Snicker
Let's go to war and see who draw quicker
And still I rise, and still I rise
And still I rise, and still I rise
how did u get the drum kits or should say where did u get his kits from
can you put the accapella on this please?
@MrCRISTOCHANNEL
Sure, feel free. Just mention my name somewhere.
Tnx
Somebody break me I'm dreamin', I started as a seed the semen
Swimmin' upstream, planted in the womb while screamin'
on the top, was my pops, my momma screamin' stop
From a single drop, this is what they got
Not to disrespect my peoples but my poppa was a loser
Only plan he had for momma was to fuck her and abuse her
Even as a little seed, I could see his plan for me
Stranded on welfare, another broken family
Now what was I to be, a product of this heated passion
Momma got pregnant, and poppa got a piece of ass
Look how it began, nobody gave a fuck about me
Pistol in my hand, this cruel world can do without me
How can I survive? Got me askin' white Jesus
will a nigga live or die, cause the Lord can't see us
in the deep dark clouds of the projects, ain't no sunshine
No sunny days and we only play sometimes
When everybody's sleepin'
I open my window jump to the streets and get to creepin'
I can live or die, hope I get some money 'fore I'm gone
I'm only 19, I'm tryin' to hustle on my own
on the spot where everybody and they pops tryin' to slang rocks
I'd rather go to college, but this is where the game stops
Don't get it wrong cause it's always on, from dusk to dawn
You can buy rocks glocks or a herringbone
You can ask my man Ishmael Reed
Keep my nine heated all the time this is how we grind
Meet up at the cemetery then get smoked out, pass the weed nigga
That Hennessey'll keep me keyed nigga
Everywhere I go niggas holla at me, "Keep it real G"
And my reply til they kill me
Act up if you feel me, I was born not to make it but I did
The tribulations of a ghetto kid, still I rise
2 words
Maya Angelou
Azi nam