The Definitive Tupac Shakur Song List (Part 1) #75-51

#75. Thugs Get Lonely Too ft. Nate Dogg – “See, it ain’t easy bein’ me. Life as a celebrity is less than heavenly. I got these fakes and these backstabbers chasing me around. And it’s always drama, whenever I wanna get around Momma told me, long before I ever came up. Gotta be true to what you do and keep the game up ‘Cause things change, and jealousy becomes a factor. Best friends at your wife’s house, tryin’ to mack her.”…

#74. God Bless The Dead – “God bless the dead and buried n*gga Don’t worry if you see God first tell him shit got worse. I ain’t mad, I know you’re representin’ the crew, And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brew. F#ck the world, pain was a part of the game. If you a baller, money went as quick as it came. My role models gone or they locked in the pen. Straight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind.”…

#73. Still I Rise ft. The Outlawz – “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 f#ck her and abuse her.”…

#72. Ain’t Hard 2 Find ft. B-Legit, C-Bo & E-40 – “I heard a rumour I died, murdered in cold blood dramatized. Pictures of me in my final stage you know Mama cried. But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted. Like I no longer existed, mysteriously missin’. Although I’m worldwide, baby I ain’t hard to find. Why I spend most of my time, my California grind. Watching for thievin’ I’m cautious it’s like I’m barely breathin’. Puttin a bullet in motherf#ckers give me a reason. See me and hope I’m intoxicated or slightly faded. You tried to play me now homicide is my only payment. I’m addicted to currency in this life I lead. Why the f#ck you cowards be runnin’, too scared to fight a G. For the life of me, I cannot see How motherfuckers picture livin’ life after a night of fuckin’ around with me.”…

#71. When We Ride ft. Outlaw Immortalz – “My adversaries crumble when we rumble it’s a catastrophe. Out for revenge on b*tch niggas that blasted me. Plus my alias is Makaveli. A loaded three-fifty-seven with hollow points to a n*gga belly. Bust him to see if he bleed. He shoulda never f#cked around with a sick-ass n*gga like me. They call my name out and n*ggas run. Best be prepared for the Outlawz, here we come.”…

#70. Old School – “Before the homies in my hood learned to smack a b*tch. I remember way back, the weak weed they had. Too many seeds in the trey bag. I’m on the train headin uptown, freestyling With some wild kids from Bucktown, profiling. Cus the hoochies was starin, thinking “what them n*ggas wearing?” I’m wondering if that’s her hair, I remember. Stickball, humpin hoochies on the wall. Or taking leaks on the steps, stinking up the hall. Through my childhood, wild as a juvenile. A young n*gga tryin to stay away from Rikers Isle. Me and my homies breakin nights, tryin to keep it true. Out on the roof sipping 90 proof, ain’t nuttin like the old school.”…

#69. Breathin’ – “Woke up with 50 enemies plotten my death. All 50 seeing visions of me shot in the chest. Couldn’t rest, nah n*gga I was stressed. Had me creepin ’round corners, homie sleepin in my vest. Sh*t, I’m like a hostage In this troubled block. Call the cops, a thug n*gga screamin Westside bustin’ double glocks. Hittin corners in my Chevy Surburban. Liquor got me drivin up on the curb handle the steerin wheel, swirvin’. Bless me Father I’ma sinner, I’m living in hell. Let me live on the streetz cause ain’t no peace for me in jail.”…

#68. Baby Don’t Cry (Keep Ya Head Up 2) – “Now here’s a story ’bout a woman with dreams. So picture perfect at thirteen, an ebony queen. Beneath the surface it was more than just a crooked smile. Nobody knew about her secret so it took a while. I could see a tear fall slow down her black cheek. Sheddin’ quiet tears in the back seat. So when she asked me: “What would you do if it was you?”. Couldn’t answer such a horrible pain to live through. I tried to trade places in the tragedy. I couldn’t picture three crazed n*ggas grabbin’ me. For just a moment I was trapped in the pain.”…

#67. When Thugs Cry – “Born thuggin’, and lovin’ the way I came up. Big money clutchin’, bustin’ while evadin’ cocaine busts. My pulse rushin’, semi clutchin’ into insanity. They shot at my cousin, now we bustin’ at they whole family. The coppers wanna see me buried, I ain’t worried. I got a line on the D.A. ‘cause I’m fuckin’ his secretary. I black out and start cussin’, bust ’em and touch ’em all.”…

#66. Representin’ 93 – “They wanna throw their hands up, that’s tight. Hit em wit my ain’t, never had sh*t left, right. Then hit em wit the uppercut, duck quick. Sh*t outta luck, f#cked and stuck with that rough sh*t. F#ck a pop song, f#ck a video, f#ck Arsenio, f#ck the radio. Do you hear me though?”…

#65. Unconditional Love – “Come listen to my truest thoughts, my truest feelings. All my peers doing years beyond drug dealing. How many caskets can we witness Before we see it’s hard to live. This life without God, so we must ask forgiveness. Ask mama I got this urge to die. Witness the tears falling free from my eyes. Before she could reply.”…

#64. The Uppercut – “Now see so many motherf#ckers want to take a piece. Commin’ equipped with some shit that niggas just can’t believe. I pull a trick from my sleeve now kamikaze. I’m all over that n*gga, come identify the body. My middle finger to you hoe n*ggas. Run up on me, and ill be forced to let it go n*gga. I ain’t the one you want to try, why, stayin’ high. I hit this blunt an watch these motherf#ckers die. Whose runnin’ these streets I said that cocaine. Cause in the the dope game, n*ggas’ll die ‘fore they go broke mayne.”…

#63. Hellrazor – “Mama raised a hellrazor, born thuggin’. Heartless and mean, muggin’ at sixteen. On the scene watchin’ fiends buggin’. Kickin’ up dust with the older G’s. Soakin’ up the game that was told to me. I ain’t never touched a gat that I couldn’t shoot, I learned Not to trust the b**** from the prostitutes, was taught lessons. A young n**** askin’ questions while other suckers was guessin’.”…

#62. Wonda Why They Call U Bitch – “Look here, Miss Thang, hate to salt your game. But you’s a money-hungry woman and you need to change. In the locker room, all the homies do is laugh. High fives ’cause another n*gga played your ass. It was said you were sleezy, even easy. Sleepin’ around for what you need, see It’s your thing, and you can shake it how you wanna. Give it up free or make your money on the corner. But don’t be bad, play the game, get mad and change. Then you wonder why these motherf#ckers call you names.”…

#61. Hold Ya Head – I wake up early in the morning. My mind state so Military. Suckers Fantasize, Pictures of a Young Brother Buried. Was it me, The Weed, Or this life I lead. If daytime is for suckers then Tonight we Bleed. Out for all that, Knowing that this world brings drawbacks. Look how this shit bumps Once I deliver these war raps. Meet me at the cemetery Dressed in Black. Tonight we Follow the dead, And those who won’t be back. So if I die do the same for me, Shed no tear. An Outlaw, thug living in this game, For years. Why worry, Hope to god Get me high When I’m buried.”…

#60. Ghetto Gospel – “If I could recollect before my hood days. I sit and reminisce Thinking of bliss and the good days. I stop and stare at the younger. My heart goes to em They tested with stress that they under. And nowadays things change. Everyone’s ashamed of the youth ’cause the truth look, strange. And for me it’s reversed. We left em a world that’s cursed, And it hurts.”…

#59. Runnin’ (Dying to Live) ft. The Notorious B.I.G – “But still I’m having memories of high speed when the cops crashed. As I laugh, pushing the gas while my Glocks blast. We was young and we was dumb, but we had heart. In the dark, will we survive through the bad parts. Many dreams is what I had, and plenty wishes. No hesitation in extermination of these snitches. Envious b*tches, they still continue to pursue me. A couple of movies, now the whole world’s trying to screw me Even the cops tried to sue me, so what can I do?…

#58. Until the End of Time – “Perhaps I was addicted to the dark side. Somewhere inside my childhood witnessed my heart die. And even though we both came from the same places. The money and the fame made us all change places. How could it be through the misery that came to pass. The hard times make a true friend afraid to ask, for currency. But you could run to me when you need and I’ll never leave. Honestly, someone to believe in, as you can see.”…

#57. Trapped – “Cause they never talk peace in the black community. All we know is violence, do the job in silence. Walk the city streets like a rat pack of tyrants. Too many brothers daily heading for the big pen. N*ggas commin’ out worse off then when they went in. Over the years I done a lot of growin’ up. Gettin’ drunk thrown’ up. Cuffed up. Then I said I had enough. There must be another route, way out. To money and fame, I changed my name. And played a different game. Tired of being trapped in this vicious cycle. If one more cop harassed me I just might go psycho. And when I get ’em. I’ll hit ’em with the bum rush. Only a lunatic would like to see his skull crushed. Yo, if your smart you’ll really let me go ‘G’. But keep me cooped up in this ghetto and catch the Uzi. They got me trapped.”…

#56. I Wonder If Heaven Got a Ghetto – “I see no changes, all I see is racist faces. Misplaced hate makes disgrace to races. We under, I wonder what it take to make this. One better place, let’s erase the wait state. Take the evil out the people, they’ll be acting right. ‘Cause both black and white are smokin’ crack tonight. And only time we deal is when we kill each other. It takes skill to be real, time to heal each other.And though it seems Heaven-sent. We ain’t ready to have a black President, huh. It ain’t a secret don’t conceal the fact. The penitentiary’s packed and it’s filled with blacks. 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 negro Pull a trigger, kill a n*gga*, he’s a hero. Mo’ n*gga, mo’ n*gga, mo’ n*ggas. I’d rather be dead than a po’ n*gga. Let the Lord judge the criminals. If I die, I wonder if Heaven got a ghetto.”…

#55. All About U ft. Nate Dogg, Snoop Dogg, Fatal & Yani Hadati – “Thinkin’ I had her, but she had me in the long run. It’s just my luck, I’m stuck with f#ckin’ with the wrong one. Wise decisions, based on lies we livin’. Scandalous times, this game’s like my religion. You could be rollin’ with a thug. Instead you with this weak scrub, lookin’ for some love. In every club, I see you starin’ like you want it. Well, baby, if you got it, better flaunt it. Let the liquor help you get up on it. I’m still tipsy from last night. Bumpin’ these walls as I pause, addicted to the fast life. I try to holla, but you tell me you taken. Sayin’ you ain’t impressed with the money I’m makin’. Guess it’s true what they tellin’ me. Fresh out of jail, life’s hell for a black celebrity.”…

#54. Death Around the Corner – “I see death around the corner, gotta stay high while I survive. In the city where the skinny n*ggas die. If they bury me, bury me as a G n*gga, no need to worry. I expect retaliation in a hurry. I see death around the, corner, any day. Trying to keep it together, no one lives forever anyway. Struggling and striving, my destiny’s to die. Keep my finger on the trigger, no mercy in my eyes. In a ball of confusion, I think about my daddy. Madder than a motherf#cker, they never should of had me. I guess I seen too many murders, the doctors can’t help me. Got me stressin’ with my pistol in my sheets, it ain’t healthy. Am I paranoid? Tell me the truth. I’m out the window with my AK, ready to shoot. Ran out of endo and my mind can’t take the stress. I’m out of breath. Make me wanna kill my damn self But I see death around the corner.”…

#53. Holler If Ya Hear Me – “Life’s a mess don’t stress, test. I’m givin but be thankful that you’re livin, blessed. Much love to my brothers in the pen. See ya when I free ya if not when they shove me in. Once again it’s an all out scrap. Keep your hands on ya gat, and now ya boys watch ya back. Cause in the alleys out in Cali I’ma tell ya. Mess with the best and the vest couldn’t help ya. Scream, if ya feel me; see it clearly? You’re too near me. Holla if ya hear me!”…

#52. Pour Out a Little Liquor – “I started young kickin’ dust and livin’ rough. You watch you mouth around my mama you couldn’t cuss man. I had a down ass homie though; we ran the streets. And on the scene at the age of fourteen huh. I packed a nine and my n*gga packed a forty-five. We drinkin’ forties, lil’ shorties livin naughty lives. You couldn’t stop us, long as I got my glock, f#ck! The coppers. Hangin’ on the block, slangin’ rocks and makin’ profits. I couldn’t f#ck with the school life, I was a fool. I’ll play that motherfucker for a toll man. Tonight’ll be the night that’s what we figurin. Hustlin’ in the rain felt no pain ’cause we drinkin’.”…

#51. Holla at Me – “Are you confused? You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside the shoes Of a n*gga who don’t have a thing to loose. When me and you was homies No one informed me it was all a scheme. You infiltrated my team and sold a n*ggas dreams. How could you do me like that? I took your family in. I put some cash in your pocket, Made you a man again. And now you let the fear put your ass in a place Complicated to escape, it’s a fools fate. Without your word, you’re a shell of a man. I lost respect for you n*gga. We can never be friends. I know I’m runnin’ through your head now. What could you do, if it was up to you, I’d be dead now. I let the world know n*gga you a coward. You could never be live until you die. See the mothaf#ckin’ b*tch in your eye. Type of N*gga, that let the evil of the money trap me. When you see me n*gga You better holla at me (holla at me).”…


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