2 Pac - Tattoo Tears lyrics

Album: Still I Rise (1999)

[2Pac]
Live back at ´cha Westside baaaaby
Aight f*ck it, we gone flip some new shit now
You heard All Eyez on Me, niggaz know what time it´s
(Makaveli the Don) ´Pac do it like that
Rhymin & stealin, sellin five million
(Outlaw.. ninety-nine)
Fresh out on bail, niggaz still can´t see me
(Napoleon, E.D.I, Young Noble, Fatal Hussein)
That is how it´s
Now we got a new motherf*ckin plan, & a new mission
(Makaveli the Don, Greg Nice, Outlaw - Outlaw)
Competition, so they say, these niggaz is gay
(Outlaw - Outlaw)
Blast me? It could never happen
At least not while I am walkin & rappin
Heard of some niggaz on the other side of town who want to ride wit me
(Throw ya hands up, hands up)
They can´t hide, listen to the rough shit, my click
(Throw ya motherf*ckin hands up)

I said many times busters still can´t see
Y´all niggaz can´t f*ck with me (Outlaw)
I been, handlin stress in this shit for yeahrs
Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears; now, I
said many times busters still can´t see
Y´all niggaz can´t f*ck with me (Outlaw)
I been, handlin stress in this shit for yeahrs
Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears

Now, Rock-a-bye baby, I am thugged out & so crazy
Don´t wanna hurt a soul nigga, 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 is a dream, though it seems like reality; there will
never be peace long as theres fiends on these Cali streets
Even on the other side brothers die, but ride
Niggaz 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 & niggaz still aint get a piece
I know I am probably hellbound, but we got to eat
I am seeing Satin infiltratin; my military mind
make me hustle all the time, go out for cash makin
Forgive my adversaries they do not understand what we go through
to become a man, we sheddin tattoed tears

Chorus: 2Pac + Young Noble

I said many times busters still can´t see
Y´all niggaz can´t f*ck with me (Outlaw)
I been, handlin stress in this shit for yeahrs
Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears; now, I
said many times busters still can´t see
Y´all niggaz can´t f*ck with me (Outlaw)
I been, handlin stress in this shit for yeahrs
Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears

[2Pac] Thugged out baby!

[Young Noble]
We do not shed tears we shed blood
Do you still want to be a thug? HUH? WHAT?
We do not shed tears we shed blood
Do you still want to be a thug?

Yo, criminal ways of thinkin made me crave Abe Lincolns
The days I spent stinkin caught victims on the weekends
Seeking a better path, expose a better half of me
Blast for me, the task after me
For a few yeahrs sheddin tattooed tears
like Gram´ Sammy, we feudin for the whole damn family
We scarred up, homies is barred up for mad time
Outlawz locked down for some past crimes
Fast dimes made my stash grow smaller
Your block aint no harder, fake baller

[Napoleon]
Nigga it is like this
I been thuggin just for the cause of it
Out to get all of it, but I will never loose my balls & shit
And it is all for the pressure
that´ll make me cock my shit up off the dresser
Made nigga mafia of course my niggas going to test ya
Answers to the questions, bullets to my Smith N´ Wesson
Still stucked up in a f*ck session, Jersey where the niggaz flexin
Po-po´s guessin if the stolen car going to do a drive-by
Wet ´em up from his shoulders, leave him bye-bye
Now mama cry-cry, but it aint my time to either die-die
So ask me why-why, but I feel that God owe me my life
for the things he did, but I turn my pleasure into sin
Blazed out sheddin tattoed tears

I said many times busters still can´t see
Y´all niggaz can´t f*ck with me (Outlaw)
I been, handlin stress in this shit for yeahrs
Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears; now, I
said many times busters still can´t see
Y´all niggaz can´t f*ck with me (Outlaw)
I been, handlin stress in this shit for yeahrs
Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears

[Kadafi]
Shit.. aint no unity in my community it is do or die
Seein my opprunities through these bars of hell while gettin high
as life replays like time; underhanded schemes
to get that cream & thangs while livin this life of crime
My enemies want me squeezed
They get dumped like 3´s, with 57 wasted at they knees
Please beware we thugs revolution size
Criminals dare be last mental me intitutionalize
Locked down, got many shell shocked, now
Holdin down fort like I am stuck in court cell block style

[Kastro]
Yo I been loosin sleep, stay awake way past late
Visions of killers en masse at the blast mayne
As I lay here gatted down & tatted
Knowin now it is hard to slow down for a addict
It has been yeahrs of stugglin, guzzlin beers
Beefin & never even, aint no love in the air
And I suffer my shit in hell, talkin to the heavens
Walkin thru the valley of death with my fellas
I lost a lot, startin with hope I tried
And for every tattoo I got a moment I cried
I am thru with the lies, the two in my eyes, yell pain
Step in my shoes, nuttin to lose, but my brain
I ama hold it down tho´, with all the struggle to bear
Aint nothing to fear, cryin these tattooed tears
C´mon...

Chorus (repeats to fade)
I said many times busters still can´t see
Y´all niggaz can´t f*ck with me (Outlaw)
I been, handlin stress in this shit for yeahrs
Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears; now, I
said many times busters still can´t see
Y´all niggaz can´t f*ck with me (Outlaw)
I been, handlin stress in this shit for yeahrs
Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears

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