Killing us one by one
In one way or another
American will find a way to eliminate the problem
One by one
The problem is
the troubles in the black youth of the ghettos
And one by one
we are being wiped off the face of this earth
At an extremly alarming rate
And even more alarming is the fact
that we are not fighting back
Brothers, sistas, niggas
When I say niggas it is not the nigga we are grown to fear
It is not the nigga we say as if it has no meaning
But to me
It means Never Ignorant Getting Goals Acomplishes, nigga
Niggas what are we going to do
Walk blind into a line or fight
Fight and die if we must like niggas

This is for the masses the lower classes
The ones you left out, jobs were givin’, better livin’
But we were kept out
Made to feel inferior, but we’re the superior
Break the chains in out brains that made us fear yah
Pledge a legiance to a flag that neglects us
Honour a man that who refuses to respect us
Emmancipation, proclamation, Please!
Nigga just said that to save the nation
These are lies that we all accepted
Say no to drugs but the governments’ keep it
Running through our community, killing the unity
The war on drugs is a war on you and me
And yet they say this is the Home of The Free
But if you ask me its all about hyprocracy
The constitution, Yo, it don’t apply to me
Lady Liberty still the bitch lied to me
Steady strong nobody’s gonna like what I pumpin’
But its wrong to keeping someone from learning something
So get up, its time to start nation building
I’m fed up, we gotta start teaching childern
That they can be all that they wanna to be
There’s much more to life than just poverty

This is defaintly ahhh words of wisdom
AMERIKA, AMERIKA, AMERIKKKA
I charge you with the crime of rape, murder, and assault
For suppressing and punishing my people
I charge you with robery for robbing me of my history
I charge you with false imprisonment for keeping me
Trapped in the projects
And the jury finds you guilty on all accounts
And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes
Prosecutor do you have any more evidience

Words of Wisdom
They shine upon the strength of an nation
Conquer the enemy on with education
Protect thy self, reach with what you wanna do
Know thy self, teach what we been through
On with the knowledge of the place, then
No one will ever oppress this race again
No Malcolm X in my history text
Why is that?
Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks
Why is Martin Luther King in my book each week?
He told blacks, if they get smacked, turn the other cheek
I don’t get it, so many questions went through my mind
I get sweated, They act as if asking questions is a crime
But forget it, one day I’m gonna prove them wrong
Now every brother had to smother on the welfare line
The american dream, though it seems it attainable
They’re pulling your sleave, don’t believe
Cause it will strangle yah
Pulling the life of your brain, I can’t explain
Beg as you can obtain from which you came
Swear that your mother is living in equality
Forgeting your brother that’s living her apology
Thought they had us beat when they took our kids
But the battle ain’t over till the black man sings
Words of Wisdom
But the battle ain’t over till the black man sings
Words of Wisdom

NIGHTMARE thats what I am
America’s nightmare
I am what you made me
The hate and evil that you gave me
I shine of a reminder of what you have done to my people
for Four hundred plus years
You should be scared
You should be running
You should be trying to silence me
ha ha
But you can not escape fate
Well it is my turn to come
Just as you rose you shall fall
By my hands
Amerika, You reap what you sow
2pacalypse America’s Nightmare
Ice Cube and Da Lench Mob America’s Nightmare
Above the Law America’s Nightmare
Paris America’s Nightmare
Public Enemy America’s Nightmare
Krs-One America’s Nightmare
Mutulu Shakur America’s Nightmare
Geronimo Pratt America’s Nightmare
Assada Shakur America’s Nightmare

[4th Avenue Liberty Jones'] [K-Ci]
Tat Chat Chat Ooooooooooh
4th Avenue Jones’
K-Ci himself (himself, himself) Shabba dabba dee swee swee
Ha Ha Oh yeah, lemme tell ya now, oh yeah

[4th Avenue Liberty Jones']
I never planned that I’d be married to settle no chance (yeaah)
Wedding bands rock the heaviest metal
And I’m the center hip hop
My M3 seat three, don’t need comission (that’s right)
So either we rhyme or design the beat to flip with
Don’t stick with music cuz I hand lose it
It seranades me while I land cruise it
If I’m stressed or soothing
Something I can make the fans move with
Said I be singing til I saw you was like Man, who dis?
While JD Mingle be gettin at you with a brand new twist
Switchin my linger, wishin I could be the one you cling to
I ask you for you number maybe I can ring you
Six months later when I’m sick my baby bringin me food
Hang with the fellas I said Mainly, I’ll be hangin wit you
Ready to have that satisfaction of you saying I do (yeaaaah)
Since you finally did it, now we together mind, body, spirit
That’s something can’t no body interfere with, for life (for life)

[Chorus 1: K-Ci] x2
4 Life
My Wife 4 Life
You say, Yes
Yes you will be my wife
My wife my wife

[4th Avenue Liberty Jones']
I bet you be strapped at point little pubs
Said she never give her number out to dudes in the clubs
That’s the boogees and acceptions cuz she’s showing me love
Body bangin like the county but I avoid the rub
Prolly to use to dudes jockin, all I asked was a hug
So she slid me the digits, mashed out in a Bug
A couple months pass, and we the item ’round town
But I’m feelin like the worm, like she just want me for the rebound
She fresh outta – relationships that only got her – heartache and pain
Frustrated because of drama
I’m look at your face picturing kids and I can see em
Til death do us part we got the match and mazzaliam
On poppa’s DM, I’ll put you in the chrome BM
You different from the rest you love God and MCing
Whether it be tattoo, rings or bling (bling)
50 karat, you my wife 4 life, we got our backs and it’s apparent

[Chorus 1: K-Ci] x2
4 Life
My Wife 4 Life
You say, Yes
Yes you will be my wife
My wife my wife

[Interlude: K-Ci]
So ya heard
When I asked
That night you’d be my wife
Not for this year or next
But mine for all life (that’s right that’s right)
To accept me when I’m seein
And to understand
Not to make this dim in the rain
Which comes as hard as any
I’m not the best of men
My fault has come scarse tonight
But my heart has always – been to give to my wife
Yes you are baby (ah, ah, Tina Jones)

[Tina Jones of 4th Avenue Liberty Jones']
Tina Jones, been picky bout men, don’t want some common fella
Contaminatin me like salmanila
Workin undercover like my rhyme umbrella
Keepin it shady, I’m not going for it though, not even maybe
Showin proof to you the difference from a rag and from a lady
I can do for myself, makin my bacon living gravy
And thankin the Lord, cuz more importantly he saved me
I shot for the moon – lookin for comets like I’m Haley
I found me a star companionship is what it gave me
I’m beautiful too, and not because my hair is wavy, that’s my baby
I said

[Chorus 2: Tina Jones] x2
4 Life
Your Wife 4 Life
I say, Yes
Yes, I will be your wife
Your wife your wife

[Chorus 1: K-Ci] x2
4 Life
My Wife 4 Life
You say, Yes
Yes you will be my wife
My wife my wife

Intro :

Those old switcho ass bitch made mufuckaz
Outlaw nigga, westside throw it up
Hahaha

Use to have love for ‘em
Why u turning on
(Why me?)
Westside! how you do it ?

Verse 1 :

I went from nothing to something
now they all see me fall
and the playahaters hate to see a thug hit the ballers
they say we hate the eastcoast
but thats funny
got a lot of love for any niggas getting money
I made a song about my enemies and niggas trip
it was hip-hop until 2pac fucked Biggie’s bitch
you’ll niggas need to get your bitch made
either love me or hate me
but real thug niggas get paid
have me catching cases all across the nation
I went to jail to bail to barely on probation
and got a playa facing three strikes and we might
just blast God bless the child that can get cash
but all these niggas turning and never learn
got a long line of niggas playa hating me
but getting bird
talk a lot of shit
but you trick and trash
like the mac making a fall back
and stick your ass for back staping

Chorus : – (2Pac)

Why you want to turn on me
I never thought you were back stabb me
(Why you turning on me? Why me?)
When you niggaz see me, you flee (why me?)
Cause i’m a T-H-nigga-U-G
(Why me?)

Why you want to turn on me
I never thought you were back stabb me
When you niggaz see me, you flee (Yeah nigga)
Cause i’m a T-H-nigga-U-G

Verse 2 :

It started so innocent
but ended in the fiftiesm
I vote you juvenile deliquents
we still peacing
plain catching hits
you diss the herts
fuck school you was skipping (haha)
you were sleeping on the curb
me and you no close than two
while drinking brew
what you need nigga
anything it will come to me nigga
you can wear my clothes and my gold for the hoes
gave you the keys to the jeep
Offer my home as an open door
but then you victimed in a direction
in a blink of an eye
my time away just made perfection
did you think I would die?
I never got a single visit
yet I carry on
all my old friends to busy now my money is gone
said I got raped in jail picture that (hahaha)
revenge is a pay back bitch
get your gat
fuck (Blank) and I pay back, bitch
on the next knit down your throat
for turning on me

Chorus : – (2Pac)

Why you want to turn on me
I never thought you were back stabb me
(Why you turning on me?)
When you niggaz see me, you flee (why me?)
Cause i’m a T-H-nigga-U-G
(Why me?)

Why you want to turn on me
I never thought you were back stabb me
When you niggaz see me, you flee
Cause i’m a T-H-nigga-U-G

Outro:

I’ll put Jenny Craig on your fat ass,
you fatro, anybody seen (Blank)
fat ass, why you always wearing Spandex, you fat bitch,
I know your pussy stinks, you fat hoe,
I’m putting Jenny Craig on you bitch, I’m about to
put a $20,000 dollar hit through Jenny Craig to come find your fat ass
and put you in a fat farm bitch,
You fat bitch, thug life, outlawz, wetside, bitch,
it’s Tupac so you now who said it,
and everybody who didn’t like what I said about that other trick Mobb Deep,
fuck you too nigga,
if the nigga didn’t want to get talked about,
he never should have stepped in the mothafuckn ring,
if Tyson doesn’t want to get knocked out,
he don’t step in the mothafuckn ring,
that’s how the shit goes,
When Tyson get in the fuckn ring, he knocks mothafuckas out,
well that’s what Tupac going to do,
when niggas come against me, I’m going to knock their punk ass out,
one way or the mothafuckn other,
this own mothafucka is nigga and it’s outo nigga,
theres more than one way to skin a gat,
theres more than one way to shoot a gat,
theres one more than one way to die nigga,
when I’m through everybody cry’s nigga,
this is how we do it

Outro Chorus : – (2Pac)

Why you want to turn on me
I never thought you were back stabb me
(Why you turning on me?)
When you niggaz see me, you flee (why me?)
Cause i’m a T-H-nigga-U-G

Why you want to turn on me
I never thought you were back stabb me
When you niggaz see me, you flee
Cause i’m a T-H-nigga-U-G
(Fuck You Too!!)