Lirik Lagu Still I Rise - 2Pac
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Dear LordAs we down here, struggle for as long as we knowIn search of a paradise to touch (my nigga Johnny J)Dreams are dreams, and reality seems to be the only place to goThe only place for usI know, try to make the best of bad situationsSeems to be my life's storyAin't no glory in pain, a soldier's story in vainAnd can't nobody live this life for meIt's a ride y'all, a long hard ride
[2Pac]Somebody wake me I'm dreamin, I started as a seed the semenSwimmin upstream, planted in the womb while screaminon the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stopFrom a single drop, this is what they gotNot to disrespect my peoples but my poppa was a loserOnly plan he had for momma was to fuck her and abuse herEven as a little seed, I could see his plan for meStranded on welfare, another broken familyNow what was I to be, a product of this heated passionMomma got pregnant, and poppa got a piece of assLook how it began, nobody gave a fuck about mePistol in my hand, this cruel world can do without meHow can I survive? Got me askin white Jesuswill a nigga live or die, cause the Lord can't see usin the deep dark clouds of the projects, ain't no sunshineNo sunny days and we only playED sometimesWhen everybody's sleepinI open my window jump to the streets and get to creepinI can live or die, hope I get some money 'fore I'm goneI'm only 19, I'm tryin to hustle on my ownon the spot where everybody and they pops tryin to slang rocksI'd rather go to college, but this is where the game stopsDon't get it wrong cause it's always on, from dusk to dawnYou can buy rocks glocks or a HEROINBONGYou can ask my man Ishmael ReedKeep my nine heateR all the time this is how we grindMeet up at the cemetary then get smoked out, pass the weed niggaThat Hennessey'll keep me keyed niggaEverywhere I go niggaz holla at me, "Keep it real G"And my reply tilL they kill meAct up if you feel me, I was born not to make it but I didThe tribulations of a ghetto kid, still I rise
[Ta'He]Still I (still I) I rise (I rise)Please give me to the sky (the sky)And if (and if) I die (I die)I don't want you to cry
[Yaki Khadafi]I stay sharp as alwaysRunnin ya bricks with blitz, through ya project allwaysDumpin crews like two's, nigga all daySecrets of war prepare me for the worstA life that's lavish full of cabbage or a life that's in a hearseBut now my dreams it seems though, be placin triple beams and things broDiamond pinkie ring got the loot poppin out my jeans
[Napoleon]Now I plan to keep my glock cockedIf trouble was searchin for me then why not?Show em what I'm made of plus raised on, on my blockChancellor Ave, where many turn to the street, thugs snatchin bagsWe out for power, makin cash it wasn't fast it'll make me madI'm just like, pimpMy homey on the corner with his gat tucked, inYoungest they buckin somethin the life he leadsthe life he don't need, don't we all knowHe tryin to rise up and we just go doe, still he rise
[Young Noble]Dreams of lost hopeI hit the strip broke where the fiends get cokeand still I rise now I float cowards ghostWhenever we come around, I'm runnin downclutchin a pound, live as sirens, duckin the soundI used to hustle with my moms till the sun cameMy homey Harm doin time from this drug gameStolen cars, war scars, born a OutlawBehind bars, go to sleep just to see the starsFreedom is ours, though we trapped on a firm blockCrackheads only ten learn to duck cops
[Khadafi]In ninety-six my glock's my plastic, passion for blastin bastardsNo faces for open caskets, peelin ya cap backwardsYa cowards ain't prepared for pistol practiceI send my missiles through your mattressLeavin holes in your body like a cactusWhile me and my crew be boppin more greens than topicand loot to keep the seams in my motherfuckin jeans POCKETLeavin ya spleen to pick upHalf of you niggaz is softer than a SnickerLet's go to war and see who draw quickerand still I rise, and still I rise...
[Ta'He]Still I (still I) I rise (I rise)Please give me to the sky (the sky)And if (and if) I die (I die)I don't want you to cry
Still I (still I) I rise (I rise)Please give me to the sky (the sky)And if (and if) I die (I die)I don't want you to cry
[some little kid]Y'all niggaz fakeAll day everydaySo now I got roller blades, bitchThought you knewYour mouth is richC'mon pops, let's go..
[2Pac]Somebody wake me I'm dreamin, I started as a seed the semenSwimmin upstream, planted in the womb while screaminon the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stopFrom a single drop, this is what they gotNot to disrespect my peoples but my poppa was a loserOnly plan he had for momma was to fuck her and abuse herEven as a little seed, I could see his plan for meStranded on welfare, another broken familyNow what was I to be, a product of this heated passionMomma got pregnant, and poppa got a piece of assLook how it began, nobody gave a fuck about mePistol in my hand, this cruel world can do without meHow can I survive? Got me askin white Jesuswill a nigga live or die, cause the Lord can't see usin the deep dark clouds of the projects, ain't no sunshineNo sunny days and we only playED sometimesWhen everybody's sleepinI open my window jump to the streets and get to creepinI can live or die, hope I get some money 'fore I'm goneI'm only 19, I'm tryin to hustle on my ownon the spot where everybody and they pops tryin to slang rocksI'd rather go to college, but this is where the game stopsDon't get it wrong cause it's always on, from dusk to dawnYou can buy rocks glocks or a HEROINBONGYou can ask my man Ishmael ReedKeep my nine heateR all the time this is how we grindMeet up at the cemetary then get smoked out, pass the weed niggaThat Hennessey'll keep me keyed niggaEverywhere I go niggaz holla at me, "Keep it real G"And my reply tilL they kill meAct up if you feel me, I was born not to make it but I didThe tribulations of a ghetto kid, still I rise
[Ta'He]Still I (still I) I rise (I rise)Please give me to the sky (the sky)And if (and if) I die (I die)I don't want you to cry
[Yaki Khadafi]I stay sharp as alwaysRunnin ya bricks with blitz, through ya project allwaysDumpin crews like two's, nigga all daySecrets of war prepare me for the worstA life that's lavish full of cabbage or a life that's in a hearseBut now my dreams it seems though, be placin triple beams and things broDiamond pinkie ring got the loot poppin out my jeans
[Napoleon]Now I plan to keep my glock cockedIf trouble was searchin for me then why not?Show em what I'm made of plus raised on, on my blockChancellor Ave, where many turn to the street, thugs snatchin bagsWe out for power, makin cash it wasn't fast it'll make me madI'm just like, pimpMy homey on the corner with his gat tucked, inYoungest they buckin somethin the life he leadsthe life he don't need, don't we all knowHe tryin to rise up and we just go doe, still he rise
[Young Noble]Dreams of lost hopeI hit the strip broke where the fiends get cokeand still I rise now I float cowards ghostWhenever we come around, I'm runnin downclutchin a pound, live as sirens, duckin the soundI used to hustle with my moms till the sun cameMy homey Harm doin time from this drug gameStolen cars, war scars, born a OutlawBehind bars, go to sleep just to see the starsFreedom is ours, though we trapped on a firm blockCrackheads only ten learn to duck cops
[Khadafi]In ninety-six my glock's my plastic, passion for blastin bastardsNo faces for open caskets, peelin ya cap backwardsYa cowards ain't prepared for pistol practiceI send my missiles through your mattressLeavin holes in your body like a cactusWhile me and my crew be boppin more greens than topicand loot to keep the seams in my motherfuckin jeans POCKETLeavin ya spleen to pick upHalf of you niggaz is softer than a SnickerLet's go to war and see who draw quickerand still I rise, and still I rise...
[Ta'He]Still I (still I) I rise (I rise)Please give me to the sky (the sky)And if (and if) I die (I die)I don't want you to cry
Still I (still I) I rise (I rise)Please give me to the sky (the sky)And if (and if) I die (I die)I don't want you to cry
[some little kid]Y'all niggaz fakeAll day everydaySo now I got roller blades, bitchThought you knewYour mouth is richC'mon pops, let's go..
