Featuring: Outlawz
Songwriter: Big Syke E.D.I. Mean Kastro 2Pac
Producer: QDIII
[Intro: 2Pac]
My letter to the President
Tell me what to do, these niggas actin' up
In the hood Send mo' troops
Dear President
Tell me what to do, these niggas actin' up
In the hood Send mo' troops
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Why should I lie, when I can dramatize?
Niggas fell victim to my lyrics, now traumatized
Simply by spittin' I’ve been blessed given riches, enemies suspicious
'Cause I’m seldom in the company of bitches
Plus the concepts I depict, so visual, that you can kiss
Each and every trick or bitch, inside the shit I kick
My heaviest verse’ll move a mountain
Casualties in mass amounts, brothers keep countin'
Fuck the friendships, I ride alone
Destination Death Row, finally found a home
Plus all my homies wanna die, call it euthanasia
Dear Lord, look how sick this ghetto made us, sincerely
Yours I’m a thug, the product of a broken home
Everybody’s doped up, nigga what you smokin' on?
Figure if we high they can train us
But then America fucked up and blamed us
I guess it’s 'cause we black that we targets
My only fear is God, I spit that hard shit
In case you don’t know, I let my pump go
Get ride for Mutulu like I ride for Geronimo
Down to die, for everything I represent
Meant every word, in my letter to the President
[Hook: 2Pac]
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas actin' up in the hood, send mo’ troops
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas actin' up in the hood, send mo’ troops
[Verse 2: E.D.I. Amin & Kastro]
Oh you's a baller in the White House
I hope you comfortable 'cause yo' I spend my nights out, with the lights out
Under the safety of darkness
Amongst the crazed and the heartless
And young soul bros
And a Mr. cobra contest
With all these problems my world
Spendin' this drama on earl
My President never seen senate with pleasure like
Whatever momma tell me she hit it
No not the lottery shit
Meanin' she do what I ain't do
Break her off before I did
Slip deep into the mind of a loner
My foes say fuck him, he’s a goner
But it ain't no shorts up on these corners
On a mission
Listen, let’s ease my guard with precision
Personally my decision
When I realized this ain't livin'
How you really ain't know
How this ghetto life go
For me and all my homies, when our enemies bone
You got the C.I.A
And we got our A.K
For protection, in our section
In the felony days
To the President, (Ha ha)
[Verse 3: Mussolini]
( Check it )
Mr. President I represent the ghetto
Tell your wife hello, I got to go
I be brief with this pedigree
Niggas is locked and said blocks on Penitentiary life
More niggas in jail than baptized
For centuries minority families how you stay lackin'
Homeless shelters over-crowded and you still taxin'
Homies dyin' out who got the clout, not me
You get more time for five grams, than a half a key
Black poppin' rocks, and whites on the potty rhyme
And why don’t test mine, rather die than let you see me cry
Across the border ask the lord to put somebody in your seat that cares
How can we stay in this world we supposed to share
Democrats, Republicans scum me to the concrete
No education inflation's covered by white sheets
Try to ball legally conspiracy surrounds me
So I’m a outlaw from now until eternity
Forever Mussolini
[Hook: 2Pac]
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas, actin' up
[Verse 4: 2Pac]
Heavenly Father may I holla at you briefly
I wanna meet the President, but will he meet me?
He’s scared to look inside the eyes of a Thug Nigga
We tired of bein' scapegoats for this capitalistic drug dealin'
How hypocritical is Liberty?
That blind bitch ain’t never did shit for me
My history, full of casket and scars
My own black nation at war, whole family behind bars
And they wonder why we scarred, thirteen lookin' hard
Sister had a baby as an adolescent, where was God?
Somewhere in the middle of my mind
Is a nigga on the tightrope, screamin' let him die
Can’t lie I’m a thug, drownin' in my own blood
Lookin for the reason that my momma’s strung out on drugs
Down to die, for everything I represent
Meant every word, in my letter to the President
[Verse 5: Mussolini]
Blacks is broke, think it’s a joke that we livin' low?
Y’all sniffin' blow and postin' what they hittin' fo’?
Tell the secretary it’s necessary we get paid
Look what you made, little kids gettin' sprayed
Day after day, and night after night
Battles and wars to the daylight
We might change and rearrange if you do somethin'
'Til then we gonna keep it comin', Mr. President
And I meant every word in my letter to the President
[Ad-libs: 2Pac]
Hehe
Word motherfuckin' life
Fuck this nigga think?
Cuttin' taxes, takin' off welfare
We 'sposed to just sit here, go broke and die, starvin'?
Motherfuckers crazier than a motherfuckin' scout
Nigga this Thug Life, Westside Outlaw Immortalz nigga
We fin' to hustle 'til we come up
[Hook: 2Pac]
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops)
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops)
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops)
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops)
[Overlapped Hook: 2Pac]
(Dear Mr. President) niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops)
Dear Mr. President is here
Niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops)
Dear Mr. President
Niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops)
Dear Mr. President
These niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops)
Dear Mr. President
Niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops)
Dear Mr. President
These niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops).. Outlaw
These niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops).. Outlaw!!
Niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops).. Outlaw!!
Niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops).. Outlaw!!
Niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops).. Outlaw
Niggas actin' up in the hood, send mo’ troops
[Collision: 2Pac]
Dear Mr. Clinton… it's gettin' harder and harder for a motherfucker to make a dollar in these here streets
I mean shit, I hear you screamin' peace
But we can't find peace
'Til my little niggas on these streets get a piece
I know you fear me 'cause you too near me not to hear me
So why don't you help a nigga out?
Sayin' you cuttin' welfare
That got us niggas on the street, thinkin' who in the hell care?
Shit, y'all want us to put down our Glocks and our rocks
But y'all ain't ready to give us no motherfuckin' dollars
What happened to our 40 acres and a mule fool?
We ain't stupid, think you got us lookin' to lose
Tryin' to turn all us young niggas into troops
You want us to fight your war, what the fuck I'm fightin' for?
Shit, I ain't got no love here
I ain't had a check all year, taxin' all the blacks
Police beatin' me in the streets… fuck peace!
My letter to the President
Tell me what to do, these niggas actin' up
In the hood Send mo' troops
Dear President
Tell me what to do, these niggas actin' up
In the hood Send mo' troops
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Why should I lie, when I can dramatize?
Niggas fell victim to my lyrics, now traumatized
Simply by spittin' I’ve been blessed given riches, enemies suspicious
'Cause I’m seldom in the company of bitches
Plus the concepts I depict, so visual, that you can kiss
Each and every trick or bitch, inside the shit I kick
My heaviest verse’ll move a mountain
Casualties in mass amounts, brothers keep countin'
Fuck the friendships, I ride alone
Destination Death Row, finally found a home
Plus all my homies wanna die, call it euthanasia
Dear Lord, look how sick this ghetto made us, sincerely
Yours I’m a thug, the product of a broken home
Everybody’s doped up, nigga what you smokin' on?
Figure if we high they can train us
But then America fucked up and blamed us
I guess it’s 'cause we black that we targets
My only fear is God, I spit that hard shit
In case you don’t know, I let my pump go
Get ride for Mutulu like I ride for Geronimo
Down to die, for everything I represent
Meant every word, in my letter to the President
[Hook: 2Pac]
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas actin' up in the hood, send mo’ troops
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas actin' up in the hood, send mo’ troops
[Verse 2: E.D.I. Amin & Kastro]
Oh you's a baller in the White House
I hope you comfortable 'cause yo' I spend my nights out, with the lights out
Under the safety of darkness
Amongst the crazed and the heartless
And young soul bros
And a Mr. cobra contest
With all these problems my world
Spendin' this drama on earl
My President never seen senate with pleasure like
Whatever momma tell me she hit it
No not the lottery shit
Meanin' she do what I ain't do
Break her off before I did
Slip deep into the mind of a loner
My foes say fuck him, he’s a goner
But it ain't no shorts up on these corners
On a mission
Listen, let’s ease my guard with precision
Personally my decision
When I realized this ain't livin'
How you really ain't know
How this ghetto life go
For me and all my homies, when our enemies bone
You got the C.I.A
And we got our A.K
For protection, in our section
In the felony days
To the President, (Ha ha)
[Verse 3: Mussolini]
( Check it )
Mr. President I represent the ghetto
Tell your wife hello, I got to go
I be brief with this pedigree
Niggas is locked and said blocks on Penitentiary life
More niggas in jail than baptized
For centuries minority families how you stay lackin'
Homeless shelters over-crowded and you still taxin'
Homies dyin' out who got the clout, not me
You get more time for five grams, than a half a key
Black poppin' rocks, and whites on the potty rhyme
And why don’t test mine, rather die than let you see me cry
Across the border ask the lord to put somebody in your seat that cares
How can we stay in this world we supposed to share
Democrats, Republicans scum me to the concrete
No education inflation's covered by white sheets
Try to ball legally conspiracy surrounds me
So I’m a outlaw from now until eternity
Forever Mussolini
[Hook: 2Pac]
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas, actin' up
[Verse 4: 2Pac]
Heavenly Father may I holla at you briefly
I wanna meet the President, but will he meet me?
He’s scared to look inside the eyes of a Thug Nigga
We tired of bein' scapegoats for this capitalistic drug dealin'
How hypocritical is Liberty?
That blind bitch ain’t never did shit for me
My history, full of casket and scars
My own black nation at war, whole family behind bars
And they wonder why we scarred, thirteen lookin' hard
Sister had a baby as an adolescent, where was God?
Somewhere in the middle of my mind
Is a nigga on the tightrope, screamin' let him die
Can’t lie I’m a thug, drownin' in my own blood
Lookin for the reason that my momma’s strung out on drugs
Down to die, for everything I represent
Meant every word, in my letter to the President
[Verse 5: Mussolini]
Blacks is broke, think it’s a joke that we livin' low?
Y’all sniffin' blow and postin' what they hittin' fo’?
Tell the secretary it’s necessary we get paid
Look what you made, little kids gettin' sprayed
Day after day, and night after night
Battles and wars to the daylight
We might change and rearrange if you do somethin'
'Til then we gonna keep it comin', Mr. President
And I meant every word in my letter to the President
[Ad-libs: 2Pac]
Hehe
Word motherfuckin' life
Fuck this nigga think?
Cuttin' taxes, takin' off welfare
We 'sposed to just sit here, go broke and die, starvin'?
Motherfuckers crazier than a motherfuckin' scout
Nigga this Thug Life, Westside Outlaw Immortalz nigga
We fin' to hustle 'til we come up
[Hook: 2Pac]
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops)
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops)
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops)
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops)
[Overlapped Hook: 2Pac]
(Dear Mr. President) niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops)
Dear Mr. President is here
Niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops)
Dear Mr. President
Niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops)
Dear Mr. President
These niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops)
Dear Mr. President
Niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops)
Dear Mr. President
These niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops).. Outlaw
These niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops).. Outlaw!!
Niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops).. Outlaw!!
Niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops).. Outlaw!!
Niggas actin' up in the hood, (send mo’ troops).. Outlaw
Niggas actin' up in the hood, send mo’ troops
[Collision: 2Pac]
Dear Mr. Clinton… it's gettin' harder and harder for a motherfucker to make a dollar in these here streets
I mean shit, I hear you screamin' peace
But we can't find peace
'Til my little niggas on these streets get a piece
I know you fear me 'cause you too near me not to hear me
So why don't you help a nigga out?
Sayin' you cuttin' welfare
That got us niggas on the street, thinkin' who in the hell care?
Shit, y'all want us to put down our Glocks and our rocks
But y'all ain't ready to give us no motherfuckin' dollars
What happened to our 40 acres and a mule fool?
We ain't stupid, think you got us lookin' to lose
Tryin' to turn all us young niggas into troops
You want us to fight your war, what the fuck I'm fightin' for?
Shit, I ain't got no love here
I ain't had a check all year, taxin' all the blacks
Police beatin' me in the streets… fuck peace!
2Pac Unreleased
- Thug 4 Life (Original Version)
- Let Em Have It (Original Version)
- Friendz (Original Version)
- Thug N U Thug N Me (Original Version)
- Life’s So Hard (on a G) (Original Version)
- Lil’ Homies (Original Version)
- Catchin’ Feelins (Original Version)
- Runnin’ (From Tha Police) [Me Against The World Version]
- Pac’s Life (Original Version)
- Mama’s Just A Little Girl (Original Version)
- When We Ride On Our Enemies (Original Version)
- Only Move 4 Tha Money (Original Version) (Final Mixdown)
- Dopefiend’s Diner (Original Version)
- U Can Call (Original Version)
- Things R Changing/Words 2 My Firstborn (Demo Version)
- Late Night (Original Version)
- This Life I Lead (Original Version)
- U Don’t Have 2 Worry (Original Version)
- Happy Home (Original Version)
- This Ain’t Livin’ (Original Version)
- There U Go (Original Version)
- When Thugz Cry (Original Version)
- Just Watching
- U Don’t Wanna Battle/Thought U knew (Original Version)
- M.O.B. (Original Version)
- Grab The Mic (Starin’ Through My Rear View 2)
- St. Ides Commercial 2 (1996)
- Die/Dumpin (Original Version)
- Reincarnation
- My Own Style / Our Own Style
- Dear Mama (Original Version)
- World Wide Mob Figgaz (Alternative Version)
- Baby Don’t Cry/Keep Ya Head Up II (Original Version)
- Don’t Sleep/Born First Die Later (GO Twice mix)
- Until The End of Time (Original Version)
- Bury Me a G II
- All Bout U (Original Version)
- Till My Dying Day (Late Night 95)
- Letter to the President (Original Version)
- World Wide Mob Figgaz (Original Version)
- Tearz Of A Clown
- Peep Game Part 2
- Enemies With Me (Original Version)
- Who Do U Love (Original Version)
- There U Go (Original Version 1)
- Big Tyme (Original Version)
- Thug Life (Original Version 2)
- Scared Straight (Original Version)
- Komradz (So So Crazy) (Original Version)
- Don’t Sleep (Original Version)
- Thugz Get Lonely Too (Original Version)
- Funky Freestyles
- Babies Having Babies (1987 Freestyle)
- Until The End Of Time (Johnny J Remix)
- Check It Out (1987 Acapella)
- It Ain’t Necessarily So (Unreleased)
- Last Ones Left (Original Version)
- Crooked Nigga Too (Original Version)
- That’s My Man Throwing Down (Acapella)
- Terror On The Tables (1988 Acapella)
- I Saw Your Girl (1988 Acapella)
- Never Be Peace (Original Version)
- Basket Case (’96 Sho Shot) [Snippet]
- How Do U Want It (Original Version)
- Black Jesus (Original Version)
- Wonda Why They Call U Bitch (Original Version)
- Thugs Get Lonely Too (Solo Original Version)
- Pain (Original Version)
- Old School (Original Version)
- I Wonder If Heaven Got a Ghetto (Original Version)
- Why U Turn On Me (Original Version)
- I’m Gettin’ Money (Original Version)
- Killuminati (Original Version)
- N.I.G.G.A./Hymn’s Of 90's N.I.G.G.A. (Original Version)
- Untouchable (Original Version)
- Run Tha Streetz (Demo Version 2)
- Run Tha Streetz (Demo Version 3)
- Sucka 4 Love (Original Version)
- Black Cotton (Original Version)
- Fade Away
- No Part Of Dis
- As The World Turns (Original Version)
- Play Your Cards Right (Original Version)
- Letz Get It On (Ready 2 Rumble)
- Hit ’Em Up (Original Version)
- R U Still Down? (Original Version)
- Ambitionz Az A Fighta
- So Many Tears (Original Version)
- War Games
- If They Love Their Kidz
- Thugz Get Lonely Too (Alt Version)
- Still Ballin’ (Original Version)
- Holler If Ya Hear Me (Demo Version)
- Whatcha Gonna Do/Fright Night (Original Version)
- My Closest Roaddogz (Original Version)
- First 2 Bomb (Original Version)
- Fair Xchange (Original Version)
- Thug Nigga/Coast 2 Coast (Trump Tight)
- Secretz Of War (Original Rules Version)
- Fade Me (Original Version)
- Ghetto Gospel (Original Version)
- Let’s Fight (Jawz Tight)
- Wherever U R (Sho’ Shot)
- Dayz Of A Criminal (Original Version)
- Ride 4 Me
- Big Tyme
- Brothaz at Armz
- Secretz of War (Original Version)
- St. Ides Liquor Commercial (1993)
- Still I Rise (Original Version)
- Real Bad Boyz (Original Version)
- Loyal to the Game (Original Version)
- Untouchable Drunk Freestyle
- Don’t Stop The Music (Original Version)
- World Wide Dime Piece/Bitches (International)
- NY ’87 (Original Version)
- Po Nigga Blues/’Cause I Had To (Original Version)
- He Vs. She (4 My Niggas)
- Road To Glory
- Watch Ya Mouth
- Komradz (So So Crazy)
- Where Will I Be
- Street Life
- Troublesome ’96 (Long Outro Version)
- Untouchables/The New Untouchables
- Don’t Go 2 Sleep (Original Version)
- Faced Shootouts (Interlude)
- Tattoo Tearz (Original Version)
- Immortal
- Get My Drank On (Interlude)
- It Hurts the Most
- Changed Man (Original Version)
- The Hell Raiser (Original Version)
- Breathin’ (Original Version)
- Thug Life [Souljah] (Original Version 1)
- High Til I Die (Alternate Original Version)
- Hell 4 a Hustler (Original Version)
- All Out/Die Slow (Original Version)
- Letter 2 My Unborn (Original Version)
- Cradle 2 The Grave (Original Version)
- How Long Will They Mourn Me? (Two 2Pac Verses)
- I’m Losin’ It (Original Version)
- Fake Ass Bitches (Original Version)
- Thug Life (Intro)
- Is It Cool 2 Fuck?
- Got My Mind Made Up (Original Version)
- Amerikka Eatz Itz Young (Gotta Survive)
- Still Don’t Give A Fuck
- Tongue Kissin’
- Run Tha Streetz (Original Demo Version)
- The Struggle Continues
- Bury Me a G (Solo)
- Where U Been
- They Don’t Know/If There’s A Cure
- Judgement Day
- U Can be Touched (Original Version)
- Niggaz In The Pen’
- I’d Rather Be Ya Lover
- Welcome To Death Row (Stranded On Death Row)
- Fantasy
- Break ‘Em Off Somethin’
- U Don’t Wanna Battle
- Danger Times
- Set It Off (One Nation)
- What Goes On (In the City)
- What You Won’t Do For Love
- Hit ’Em Up
- Changes
- Keep Ya Head Up
- Hail Mary
- Dear Mama
- California Love
- Ambitionz Az a Ridah
- All Eyez On Me
- Life Goes On
- The Rose That Grew From Concrete
- 2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted
- I Ain’t Mad At Cha
- Only God Can Judge Me
- Runnin’ (Dying to Live)
- Me Against the World
- I Get Around
- All About U
- So Many Tears
- Do for Love
- Ghetto Gospel
- The Rose That Grew From Concrete (Autobiographical)
- Me and My Girlfriend
- Can’t C Me
- How Do U Want It