Saturday, December 17, 2005

Heavy in the Game part 3

I'm just a young black male
cursed since my birth
had ta turn to crack sells
if worse come to worse
headed for them pack jails
so maybe it's a hearse
My only way to stack bail
is out here doin dirt
My decisions do or die
been hustlein' since Jr. High
No time for askin why
getten' high
getten' mine
Put away my 9
cause these times call for four-five sales
cause life is hell and everybody dies
what about these ni**as I despise
them loud talken' cowards shootin' guns into crowds
jepordiseing lives
shootem' right between a ni**as eyes
it's time to realize
follow tha rules
or follow tha fools, then die
everybodies tryin ta make tha news
ni**as confused
quit tryin to be an OG and pay your dues
if you choose to apply yourself
go with tha grain and come tha riches and tha bi**hes and tha fame
Heavy in tha Game

Not everyone believes the San Jose Mercury about the CIA and Crack, but what is certain is that many black communities were devastated by its influence. Nobody realized this better than Tupac and he as sometime eloquently and sometimes forcefully spread his message.

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