Me Against the World
It's just me against tha World
just me against tha world baby
I got nothin' ta lose
it's just me against tha world
stuck in tha game
me against tha world baby
Can you picture my prophecy?
stress in tha city tha cops is hot for me
tha projects is full of bullets tha bodies is droppin'
there ain't no stoppin me
constantly moven while maken millions witnessin' killins
leavin dead bodies in abandoned buildings
caries tha children cause they're illin' addicted to killin'
a near appeal from tha cap pealin' what i'm feelin'
but will they last or be blasted hard headed bastard
maybe he'll listen in his casket
tha aftermath more bodies being buried
i'm losen my homies in a hurry
they're relocating to tha cemetary got me worried stressin'
my visions bluried tha question is will I live
no one in tha world loves me i'm headed for danger
don't trust strangers put one in tha chamber
whatever i'm feelin' is anger don't wanna make excuses
cause this is how it is what's tha use unless we're shootin'
no one notices tha youth
It's Just Me against tha World baby
In this work Tupac’s compassion is more in evidence. Worrying about the children. Knowing in his heart that his situation is not normal. The the “ghetto” and the “Game” are mere constructs of the “man.” The rhymes are tight as usually knowing that buried and hurry rhyme just part of his genius.
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