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Kaikki tapahtunu ennenkin/
Toteutunu Koraanin ennekkin/
Saatana näkyy minne menemmekkin/
Vaikuttaa mitä teemmekkin/
Elelemme tavallamme pelleilemme rahallamme/
Plus kaiken teemme tahallamme ?
Helvetti odottaa allamme , pettynyt on jumalamme!
Iloo tuomme saatanalle pahalle walle!
Käyttöö ei rakkaudelle vaan rahalle walle/
Ota jalat alle sano ei tälle tavalle ,
Yöllä katon kuuta , mietin jos kaikki ei ajattelis rahojaan
Alkas Muuttaa Tapojaan rauhaa huutaa , tähtien valossa
Ei näin , elelette kilometrineliömetrin kartanossa!
Väärin päin , tiätkö mont ihmist mahtus asuu sun talossa ?
Ei näin , siedätkö monta ihmistä on janoon kuihtumassa /
Ettoo niitä sisälle taloos kuttumassa , et edes pientä lasta

Ihmettele ihmisii

Monestiko ooot kysyny maailman menost
Monesti oot ihmetelly mitä sisältää kehos
Ne teki meistä systeemin legot.
Anna niitten yrittää mut meit on vielä monta joilla viisautta
ja me eletään systeeminulkopuolista kautta
usko mua jumalauta man mä elän näin kunnes joudun hautaan
En oo systeemin orja anteeks mä korjaan normaalikansalainen
mä oon iraqilainen ja ylpee siitä tehkä te sitä mitä te teettekkää
menkää minne meettekkään , mä en ainakaa kysy mitään keltään.

Outlaw sanon joo man
Miks soittaa poliisia kun pitäs omilla pärjää man
Älä usko ketään , tee mitä teetkään usko
koska tuska on sit musta ei valkonen jos sä et kuuntele ja paholaista vakoile , vakoile mut älä pakoile,,
ei oo varaa virheisiin ei luottamista kokooomukseen tai ees vihreisiiin .

This is crazy , this is insane/
White soldier dies, They make sure everyone knows hes name/
Arab kid dies , he was just one terrorist in this game/
And what im sayn i hope lord make them feel the pain/
Of these people, This is a war good against evil/

Rule 1 , In this cold world trust no one/
Know ur enemies before they catch u son!/
Rule 2 , dont be fool , dont run , get a gun soon/
Before u hear boom boom, then its time for ur doom/
Rule 3, dont be trapped , show no love be free/
More love is more problemz , can see what i mean!/
Rule 4, knock knock Its five-o, dont open the door/
when u open to door they hit ur head on the floor/
Askin u what u know, be a man dont be a snitchin hoe/
Rule 5 , Respect to this bisnes !
keep it clean without dirty bitches or sniches!/
This game is delicious , everyday like a christmas/
Money comin ,thats why many man is tryin in !/
Tryin in dont knowin this is a game of sin with rules!/
All u fools , playin it thinkin thats the way u stay cool/

My life has been hard/
From the start/
I dont complane cause the lord gave me these cardz/
Ive been happy, ive been sad/
Now im happy for what i got I aint mad/
Thank god from my baby girl im glad/ for being her father!
Shes my lil angel shes my baby daughter/
And only she can make me try harder/
No matter what happens i allways try harder/
World hold on , im coming up, im coming up so strong/
I just wanna get mine i dont wanna get more/
So let me try, Why u against me whats wrong?/
Im not a bad man, And this is not lie!/
So dont come to my way, just let me try/
No one can stop me im so deep in this game/
I dont give a fuck about money or the fame/
Im true to this game thats why MZ is my name/













Lord bless us all/
Let send him a helpcall/
Lifes happy
Daddy

Like pac i dont give a fuck/
Like pac killuminati is my mission/
These days im gettin clear vission/
Knowlege is power so u better read and listen/

[Tupac speaking]
When thugs cry..
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my guns to keep
If I die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
God, when thugs cry, too much is hard

[2Pac]
Born thuggin and lovin the way I came up
Big money clutchin, bustin while evadin cocaine busts
My pulse rushin, semi my 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
They panic and bitches duckin, I rush 'em and fuck 'em all
I'll probably be an old man before I understand
why I had to live my life with pistols close at hand
Kidnapped my homey's sister, cut her face up bad
They even raped so we blazed they pad
Automatic shots rang out, on every block
They puttin hits out on politicians, even cops, I ain't lyin
They got me sleepin with my infra-red beams
And in my dreams
I hear motherfuckers screamin
What is the meaning, when thugs cry?

[Chorus:x2]
Oh why, should you send your child off to die
In the streets of chalk where they lie
Let no wrongs cry out when thugs cry
Dear God,
Oh why, does it have to be this way, our
children of today won't stay wise
Let the children hear when thugs cry
Dear God, oh why.

[2Pac]
Heh.. maybe my addiction to friction got me buggin
Where is the love? Never quit my ambition to thug
Ain't shed a tear since the old school years of elementary
Niggaz I used to love, enclosed in penitentiaries
But still homey keep it real, how does it feel
to lose your life, over somethin that you did as a kid?
You all alone, no communication, block on the phone
Don't get along with yo' pop, and plus your moms is gone
Where did we go wrong? I put my soul in the song
to help us grow at times, but now our minds are gone
We went from brothers and sisters, to niggaz and bitches
We went from welfare livin, to worldwide riches
But somethin changed in this dirty game, everything's strange
Lost all my homies over cocaine.. mane
See they ask me if I shed a tear, I ain't lie
See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

[Chorus]

[2Pac]
And all I see is these paranoid bitches, illegal adventures
Bustin motherfuckers with uppercuts, I leave 'em with dentures
Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the Don
I write your name on a piece of paper, now your family's gone
Why perpetrate like you can handle my team?
So merciless that my attack'll take command of your dreams
Leavin motherfuckers drownin in they own blood
Clownin takin pictures later
Laugh bout the punk bitches, that turned snitches
Regulate my area, the terror I represent
Makin yo' people disappear, you wonderin where they went?
Am I cold or is it just I sold my soul?
Addicted to these streets, never find true peace I'm told
Come take my body God, don't let me suffer any longer
Smoke a pound of marijuana, so I know it ain't long
Where is the end to all my misery, is there a close?
I suppose that's why I murder my foes, when thugs cry

[Bridge][To fade]
when thugs cry...

[Chorus]

[Bridge][Tupac speaking]:Do you still wanna be a thug?

[2Pac over bridge]
I shed tattooed tears for years
for my dead homeboys and my prison peers
Y'all ain't never heard my cries
Now you wonder why would you die?

"Ballad Of A Dead Soulja"

Yeah.. ballad of a dead soldier
This is the ballad of a dead soldier
This is the ballad of a dead soldier
Come play the ballad of a dead soldier..

[2Pac]
The plan, to take command of the whole family
Though underhanded, to be the man it was planned
All my road dawgs, official mob niggaz love to act up
The first to bomb we rob niggaz
I can be, lost in my own mind
To be the boss only thought's grip on chrome nines
Niggaz get tossed up, war scars, battlefield memories
Swore I saw the devil in my empty glass of Hennesey
Talkin to a nigga on a tight leash
Screamin "Fuck the police," as I ride through the night streets
Lil' child runnin wild, toward his danger
What's the cause don't be alarmed death to all strangers
Maybe I'm a madman
A pistol grabbin nigga unleash the Sandman
Promisin merciless retaliation, nothin is colder
Close your eyes, hear the ballad of a dead soldier

[Chorus: singing + 2Pac]
Thug for Life I will be..
(this is the ballad of a dead soldier)
A life of crime I will lead..
(close your eyes, hear the ballad of a dead soldier)
If you play the game, you play to win..
(this is the ballad of a dead soldier)
It's a crazy world full of sin..
(close your eyes)

[2Pac]
Completely lost, revenge at all costs
Payback's a bitch, switch now the trick's crossed
Tossed up and never to be heard of
A single witness screamin bloody murder, murder
Blast tell me homey what you see now?
A blind man and a dead body, I'm read' to leave town
And get my cash though, hook up with Kastro
Homey had to blast on the task force
Stupid coppers tried to play us out, never that
They took my money and my stash, time to get 'em back (heh heh)
Upon my secret arrival
Two glock four-fives, time for survival
Death to my rivals, tell me what you want lord?
Nobody left after the death of a drug lord (eh eh)
The situation's critical
Nothin is colder - than hear the ballad of a dead soldier

[Chorus]
[last line:] "close your eyes and hear the ballad of a dead soldier"

[2Pac]
Be a coward, put yo' hands to the moon
When my glocks rang out, the niggaz came out BOOM
Who wanna see me in the challenge?
So merciless I'm terrifyin niggaz in my ballads, do you feel me?
Capo or Capi-tan, one day I'll be the Don
Until then, remain strong
My only fear of death is reincarnation
Bustin at my adversaries like a mental patient
To all my niggaz facin sixty years, sheddin tattooed tears
Another suicidal on the peer
Takin private planes, tryin to survive the game
For all my homies that'll never be alive again
All he promised us is death nigga
Take a breath come be the last one left nigga, it's real now
Villain to fantasize, ain't nothin colder
Listen you can hear it - the ballad of a dead soldier

[Chorus]
[last line:] "close your eyes and hear the ballad of a dead soldier"

[2Pac]
This go out to Cato, Mental
All the niggaz that passed away
To Geronimo.. (?).. all the down ass riders
All the niggaz that put it down, all the soldiers
All the niggaz that go through that day to day struggled
This is the ballad of a dead soldier!
All the niggaz that passed on
All the niggaz with ambition and money in they heart
All the niggaz that want some and that don't take none
Hahaha.. it's the ballad of a dead soldier!
The police are so scared of us
All the feds they aware of us
They wanna see us dead
They got pictures of a nigga head, ballad of a dead soldier!
Tryin to see me in chains, shit
Them niggaz'll never breathe again
Before they put me in a cell they'll see me in hell
Cause it's the ballad of a dead soldier!
Got my pistols cocked
Run the whole motherfuckin block, fuck the cops!
The police? We run these streets nigga
Ain't heard the ballad of a dead soldier!
These niggaz can't see me, half the world wanna be me
Multi-millionaire; shit, it ain't fair
But nigga, you know - it's the ballad of a dead soldier!