2Pac - My Life Be Like (Feat. The Grits) [LYRICS] скачать видео бесплатно

[LYRICS]

My life be like Ooh Ahh

(CHORUS)

It's times like these that make me say,

Lord if you see me please come my way.

Leavin bread crumbs for when I stray

Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid

Feel me like a fingertip

(flow fingertip flow fingertip)

Sometimes I fall I slip

Got a heartfelt desire be more like you

Trying not to quench your fire by the things that i do

(VERSE 1)

I was raised a little young nigga doin' bad shit

Talk much shit, cause I never had shit

I can remember bein' whooped in class

And if I didn't pass momma would whoop my ass

Was it my fault poppa didn't plan it out?

Broke out left me to be the man of the house.

I couldn't take it, had to make a profit

Found a block, got a glock, and I clocked grip

And why must I sock a fella

Just to live large like Rockafella

I want G so you labeled me a criminal

And if I die, I wonda if heaven's got a ghetto.

(CHORUS)

(VERSE 2)

Here on earth

Tell me whats a black life worth

A bottle of juice is no excuse, the truth hurts

And even when you take the shit

Move cowards get a lawyer, you can shake the shit

Ask Rodney, Natasha, and many more

It's been goin on for years, theres plenty more

When they ask me when will I violence cease?

When your troops stop shootin niggas down in the streets

Niggas had enough, time to make a difference

Bear witness on are own business

fuck the gaurd cause it's hard tryin to make ends meet

But we couldn't afford the shit.

(CHORUS)

(VERSE 3)

I see no changes, all I see is racist faces

Misplaced hate makes disgraced races

We under, I wonder what it takes to make this

One better place, let erase the wasted

Take the evil out the people they'll be actin right

Cause both black and white is smokin crack tonight

And the only time we deal is when we kill each other

It takes skill to be real, time to heal each other

Although it seems heaven sent

We ain't ready to have a black president huh

And ain't a secret don't conceal the fact

The penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks.

(CHORUS) 2x