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lirik lagu 2pac - tattoo tears (live)

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[spoken word: 2pac]
yo, y’all gotta keep this sh-t real
if they go bang on the west side
we gotta go bang on them
so y’all gotta back a n-gga up
don’t let ’em ban our sh-t
i’m ridin’ for y’all
go ahead kad
this some new sh-t called “tattoo tears”

[intro]
c’mon
uh, uh
many times
many times

[chorus]
i said many times busters still can’t see
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
i been, handlin stress in this sh-t for years
blazed out sheddin tattooed tears (baby)
said many times busters still can’t see
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
i been, handlin stress in this sh-t for years
blazed out sheddin tattooed tears (uh)

[verse 1]
now, rock-a-bye baby, i’m thugged out and so crazy
don’t want to hurt a soul n-gga, so don’t make me
i got a dream to see my whole team in lexus coupes
my enemies dead n buried, now the stress is through
but that’s a dream, though it seems like reality
there’ll never be peace long as there’s fiends on these cali streets
even on the other side brothers die, but ride
n-ggas get high off a slow form of suicide
hide the closest thoughts, the war is fought as casualties
i live my life to f-ckin’ mo’, exposin’ tragically
how can we find some peace and n-ggas still ain’t get a piece
i know i’m probably h-ll-bound, but we got to eat
i’m seeing satan infiltratin’; my military mind
make me hustle all the time, go out for cash makin
forgive my adversaries they don’t understand what we go through
to become a man, we sheddin tattoed tears

[chorus]
i said many times busters still can’t see
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
i been, handlin stress in this sh-t for years
blazed out sheddin tattooed tears (baby)
said many times busters still can’t see
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck with me (uh-huh)
i been, handlin stress in this sh-t for years
blazed out sheddin tattooed tears (baby, baby)

[verse 2]
criminal ways of thinkin’, i’m gettin’ paid wit’ lincolns
n-ggas turn made victims, get my rage from a gauge hittin’
hittin’ ya back, you ain’t kickin’ no facts
fakin’ jacks, you and ya b-tch clique could get this ak
hold a pound four, you catch a flame from my torch
the game was taught, i want my name in the source
little n-gga, from jumpin’ gza, now thanks to pizzah
i’ma tote the pistol, and slang the white c0ke crystal


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