2 Pac - My Block lyrics

Album: Better Dayz, Disc 2 (2002)

They got a nigga shedding tears, reminiscin on my past fears
Cause shit was hectic for me last yeahr
It appears that I have been marked for death
My heartless breath, the underlying cause of my arrest
My life´s stressed, & no rest forever weary
My eyes stay teary for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery
Shit´s scary, how black on black crime legendary
But at times unnessecary, I am gettin worried
Teardrops & closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic
And certain death for us ghetto bastards
What can we do when we are arrested, but open fire
Life in the pen aint for me, cause I would rather die
But don´t cry through your despair
I wonder if the Lord still cares, for us niggaz on welfare
And who cares if we survive
The only time they notice a nigga is when he clutchin on a four-five
My neighborhood aint the same
Cause all these little babies goin crazy & they sufferin in the game
And I swear it is like a trap
But I aint given up on the hood it is all good when I go back
Hoes show me love, niggaz give me props
Forever hop cause it don´t stop... on my block

Now shit is constantly hot, on my block, it never fails to be gunshots
Can´t explain a mother´s pain, when her son drops
Black male slippin in hail when will we prevail
Fearin jail but crack sales got me livin well
And the system´s sucidal with this Thug´s Life
Stayin strapped forever strapped in this drug life
God help me, cause I am starvin, can´t get a job
So I resort to violent robberies, my life´s hard
Can´t sleep cause all the dirt make my heart hurt
Put in work & shed tears for my dead peers
Mislead from childhood where I went astray
Until this day I still pray for a better way
Can´t help but feel hopeless & heartbroke
From the start I felt the racism cause I am dark
Couldn´t quit the bullshit make me represent
Hit the bar & played the star, everywhere I went
In my heart, I felt alone out here on my own
I close my eyes & picture home... on my block

And I cannot help but wonder whhhy, so many young kids had to die
Caught strays from AK´s & the driveby
Swollen pride & homicide, don´t coincide
Brothers cry for broken lives, mama come inside
Cause our block is filled with danger
Used to be a close knit community but now we are all cold strangers
Time changes us to stone them crack pipes
All up & down the block exterminatin black life
But I cannot blame the dealers
My mama´s welfare check has brought the next man chrome wheels
Shit is real, I know ya feel, my tragedy
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor
Gamin the hoochies hopin I can get to sleep with her
It is a man´s world, stayin strapped
Fantasies of a nigga livin phat, but held back
Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless
Wide eyed & losin focus... on my block

And block parties in tha projects lastin way past daylight
A young nigga learned to break nine
Used to play fight with my homies but they stuck in the pen
I send them ends, but it is tough on a friend, in my mind
I see the same motherf*ckers ballin
Alcohol will make a lazy nigga slip & fall, miss his call
I know the young niggaz understand this
Growing up in this world where everything´s scandalous
I reminisce on tha fast times, past crimes
Tryin to cop a slice of pizza with my last dime
Can´t explain, just what attracts me to this dirty game
Gold chains, some extra change, & the street fame
And what´s strange is that everybody knows my name, swear they all know me
And lots of cash make a nigga change
I hit the green just to main´tain, feelin pain
For all the niggaz that I lost to the game... from my block

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