Greg Dalton - U Can Be Touched lyrics

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Greg Dalton - U Can Be Touched lyrics

[Napoleon talking] Life… What the f** is life for n***as like us? Been wakin' up to another muthaf**in' day I'm the type of soldier A n***a that seen everything in my mothaf**in' eyes I seen my parents get k**ed to my mothaf**in' eyes I seen my brother k** himself in my eyes I seen 'Pac, Yak die in the struggle in my eyes So I know anybody can be touched, you know what I mean? [Verse 1: Napoleon] Oh God, forgive me, somebody please say a prayer for me Needed my parents, but they was never there for me Believe in everything they feed me, I'm seein' demons I wake up screamin', who believe me or was I dreamin'? Five fingers on the .45 chrome Dead aim at my brain, infrared with no lights on I ain't afraid to die, I want to see what's after this I'm livin' blind, writin' rhymes 'til they capture this And if we die, let the world understand why Soldier my eyes, hate to see a young thug cry They seein' us inside a casket, that's how they see us Oh God, forgive us ghetto ba*tards, we human beings They leavin' us inside this hell-hole Just waitin' to fail, so then they tell us that's what jail fo' Adolescent young teens turned violent It's floatin', in a world turned silent, cuz you could be touched [Hook: 2Pac] Young n***as in the wild life Criminal mind of a juvenile, still live a child life Thinkin' he can make his pay, too in a rush n***as better slow down cause you can be touched Young n***as in the wild life Criminal mind of a juvenile, still live a child life Thinkin' he can make his pay, too in a rush n***as better slow down cause you can be touched [Verse 2: E.D.I] I live life high speed, movin' a million miles per hour Towards my destiny, makin' decisions carelessly Yeah, it's me, yo' n***a man child Bomb first, stand proud, ain't lookin' for hand-outs 25 years up in this b**h And I'll be damned if I ain't leavin' rich and leave my kids a grip I let my blood drip off in this thug sh**, you can be touched I catch you slippin' while I'm on a money mission Like right now, 30 dollars to my John Hanco*k Try to get more so my sh** don't flock I lick off shots for everything they owe me And when it's my time to go I pray the Lord hold me [Verse 3: Kastro] I was born in the city that never sleeps Schooled by the realest of the real n***as that ever breathed And I was big when I was young And now I see that I was dumb My n***a, Lonnie just got hit with 10 10 years for trustin' a friend, they left him stuck in the Pen' I love him, we all here just to die here Plus, nobody cares what got here Touched by a angel and kissed by the Lord Praise the thug ways and I'll never be bored Touched, by a angel and kissed by the Lord Y'all praise the thug ways, so forever it's on, baby [Hook: 2Pac] My young n***as in the wild life Criminal mind of a juvenile, still live a child life Thinkin' he can make his pay, too in a rush n***as better slow down cause you can be touched Young n***as in the wild life Criminal mind of a juvenile, still live a child life Thinkin' he can make his pay, too in a rush n***as better slow down cause you can be touched [Verse 4: Young Noble] Why grieve this life, planted by the fiends and pipes? Green lights so I'm seein'-seein' everything twice Pretty much of nothin' nice, we s**in' it up Even when we get a job, we f**in' it up Like it can't happen to us, I could never be a bum Yeah, right, you wound up one God forbid I'm touched, y'all keep livin' it up Look and learn, next it could be your turn… word [Verse 5: Kadafi] Yes, this a felonies' hobby that got me here, thinkin' robbery Day to day all year long, Teflon protects my body It's such unimportant in this criminal cartel I'm caught and supportin' me So in these streets of hockey I play the goalie Secrets of war licks, and score sh** Share between clients and homies Remember what Pacino told me Before he past, watch them clowns with them crocodile smiles Cause they phony, I get that cash, stay lonely And I'm point like a thong, and it's survival of the strong Livin' outside the laws of this crooked world I was born Touched… [Hook: 2Pac] My young n***as in the wild life Criminal mind of a juvenile, still live a child life Thinkin' he can make his pay, too in a rush n***as better slow down cause you can be touched Young n***as in the wild life Criminal mind of a juvenile, still live a child life Thinkin' he can make his pay, too in a rush n***as better slow down cause you can be touched