Words 2 My Firstborn - 2Pac/Above the Law.mp3

[00:00.00] 作词 : DJ Quik/David Blake/Nuttso/TUPAC SHAKUR
[00:00.00] 作曲 : DJ Quik/David Blake/Nuttso/TUPAC SHAKUR
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[00:00.33]Hehehe, yeah
[00:01.09]These are my words to my firstborn
[00:04.75]Words 2 My Firstborn - Until The End Of Time - Can you picture young niggas in a rush to grow?
[00:07.19]'Til hard-timers in the pen' had to crush his throat
[00:09.64]Probably never even saw it comin'
[00:11.56]Too busy bullshittin', caught him with his mouth runnin'
[00:14.02]Words 2 My Firstborn - Until The End Of Time - Ain't this a b***h? They got me twisted in this game
[00:16.22]The feds and the punk police pointin' pistols at my brain
[00:19.48]I wonder if I'm wrong 'cause I'm thugged out
[00:21.65]My homies murdered execution style, runnin' in the drug house
[00:24.75]What was supposed to be a easy hit
[00:26.71]Words 2 My Firstborn - Until The End Of Time - Now shit is flipped, 'cause niggas died over bullshit
[00:29.21]It's not my dream, I'm seein' pictures of a broken man
[00:31.81]No witnesses only the questions of who smoked the man
[00:34.30]Young adolescents in our prime live a life of crime
[00:36.87]Though it ain't logical, we hobble through these tryin' times
[00:39.47]Livin' blind—Lord, help me with my troubled soul
[00:41.84]Why all my homies had to die 'fore they got to grow?
[00:44.44]And right before I put my head on the pillow, say a prayer
[00:47.23]One love to the thugs in Heaven, I'll see you there
[00:49.79]It's written for the young and dumb that wasn't warned
[00:52.43]Help you make it through the storm
[00:53.79]My words to my firstborn—feel me!
[01:01.59]My words to my firstborn
[01:11.84]My words to my firstborn
[01:15.12]Since my very first day on this Earth, I was cursed
[01:17.47]So, I knew that the birth of a child would make my life worse
[01:20.29]And though it hurt me, there was no distortion
[01:22.44]'Cause wild seeds can't grow, we need more abortions
[01:24.94]Quiet your soul, 'cause you know what you had to do
[01:27.31]And so did victims of a world they never came to
[01:29.90]I understand it's a better day comin'
[01:32.12]Sometimes cats be sleepin' on the dead end, drivin' with the car runnin'
[01:35.36]Blinded, ain't no love in the hood, only hearts torn
[01:38.66]Love letters to the innocent and unborn
[01:41.43]All the babies that died up on the table
[01:43.20]Wasn't able to breathe, 'cause the family wasn't able
[01:46.00]Can't blame her, I would do the same
[01:47.73]All I could give her was my debt and my last name
[01:50.11]'Cause in the game things change, livin' up and down
[01:52.70]This hard life got me walkin' with my head down
[01:55.20]Flashin' frowns wasn't meant to be, was I wrong?
[01:57.72]But I'll never get to know, so I carry on
[02:01.30]It's written for the young and dumb that wasn't born
[02:03.73]My words to my firstborn—feel me!
[02:12.44]My words to my firstborn
[02:21.00]Mmm! (Yeah)
[02:21.97]These are the words to my firstborn
[02:23.78]Hey, b***h, talk to your born!
[02:25.31]Talk to your seed, b***h!
[02:26.63]Two thousand somethin' somethin' mention a new era
[02:28.62]A b***h's too real, now see shit too clear
[02:30.64]See, there's more than just this scrilla and this tilt
[02:32.78](What else is it, dawg?) – the velvet and the silk
[02:34.50]And makin' sure my kittens got they milk
[02:36.52](Hoo!) Gotta fill this mattress
[02:37.68]Let my kids know I'm at this
[02:39.16]Attack this, the Mack must roll, hood stroll
[02:41.56]Ain't no question, is it? Above the Law hustlers
[02:43.62]If it's related to chips, homie, we'll handle ya
[02:46.60]Yo, although we never take advantage
[02:47.37]Though we always into ery'thang
[02:49.50]By all means, stack green, gangsta lean
[02:52.04]They say money make the world go 'round
[02:54.11]So, only associate yourself
[02:55.32]With paper chasers and b*****s that's truly down
[02:57.63]And keep God first
[02:59.10]And give thanks for the good times, as well as when it hurts
[03:02.10]It's player haters every corner you hit
[03:04.12]Touchin' their t**s, hella thick, tryin' to get you for yo' grip
[03:07.11]I know you stressed-out and fed-up
[03:09.23]But come out, gun-blazin', and keep yo' head up
[03:11.70]You can call it what you want to, but it ain't gon' change
[03:14.08]Above the Law, 2Pac, O.G.'s in this rap game
[03:17.23]And we done lived a long hard life
[03:19.10]And we done shed so many tears under these bright lights
[03:21.64]Y'all, although we grew up corrupted and scorned
[03:24.20]We still got a lot of wisdom to give to our firstborn
[03:33.93]What you gon' tell your kids, b***h?
[03:35.25]Who was you? What was you doin'?
[03:37.29]How did you put it down?
[03:40.27]These my words to my mother****in' firstborn
[03:43.11]So, they can know, y'knahmean? Hehehe
[03:46.49]Ain't nothin' but a mother****in' rider
[03:48.51]Westside 'til I die, that's all it was
[03:52.39]It's a crooked-ass hand they deal a mother****er
[03:54.81]I just played to win, just played to win
[03:57.89]Mother****er gotta bet against the odds, y'knahmean?