Kaz - 4Pac lyrics

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Kaz - 4Pac lyrics

2Pac's got this suburban kid talking about "Thug Life," Not murderous ish, just doing what comes right As herds are slit by the one time But you wouldn't of heard this on CNN or Nightline Slurring a bit, must've been the box wine Thought the cure was innocence, might as well box blind Had blurred vision, but now I'm seeing just fine Once walked around with blurred vision But now I'm seein', now I'm seein... 20/20 b**hes Spurred on a mission to damn the divine and righteous Climb to the finest form of paradise by keeping open both of my eyelids Give hope to the dope heads and homeless Begin surrendering from violence Against your own, stabbing and stoning with background tones of sirens While I'm relaxed at home Slung slayers as saints, straight faceless tyrants Same who enslave and k** for dollar's sake are playing savior While firing bullets in silence Its time to counteract the cataracts, incite some riots Mines through battle raps, and I'ma never keep quiet Like the cracker jack media that spits the pluses of being minus Blacks attacking every time they're behind us But where do you find this? In the back of the bus Where the people are gettin' ghetto fabulous? Or in the back of the bucks, where its in god's name we trust? Rolling it up for c**aine and can-i-bus Casualties add up Leaving more room for development Damaging repetitiveness Contracting its own residents And the ba*tards who invented this Claim capitalism and I'm guessing its- Their answer for Independence f** their ads and hidden messages TV mind ma**aging the ma**es to senselessness Elitist fat cats feeding off the streets Sending me to fiend for relief- At the beach, parks, mountains and seas Better than bears and sharks surrounding me Sparing no shots to devour trees Spread shops, strip malls towering Spent lots lift off against the powers that be But when will our hour be? TICK, TICK, TICK...uh oh Looks like the clock just struck rebellion Time to blast the motherf**ers that shower us with greed Grab your Glocks, cut the strings Allow ourselves to truly live free Let them build their own edifice, fulfill their own fantasies But they ain't gonna do that sh** with any more help from me Let them build their own edifice, fulfill their own fantasies But they can't be doing that sh** with anymore help from WE! 2Pac's got this suburban kid talking baout "Thug Life," Not murderous ish, just doing what comes right As herds are slit by the one time But you wouldn't of heard this on CNN or Nightline Slurring a bit, must've been the box wine Thought the cure was innocence, might as well box blind Had blurred vision, but now I'm seeing just fine Once walked around with blurred vision But now I'm seein', now I'm seein... 20/20 b**hes