Featuring: Hussein Fatal O.F.T.B. Big Syke 2Pac
Songwriter: Hussein Fatal Big Syke 2Pac
[FARRAKHAN SPEECH OCTOBER 16th. 1995]
Midori, plays the violin, She was magnificent
They don't have to say to white people;
I'm better than you, they just do their thing (YEAH!!)
And White Folk got to readjust their thinking
Because they thought that they used to master
All of these instruments and nobody else could
But the Chinese are mastering it, even the Japanesse are mastering it
All these things; are breaking up the mind of White Supremacy
Blackman, you don't have to bash white people
All we got to do is; go back home (Where?)
And turn our communities, into productive places
All we gotta do is; go back home
And make our communities a decent and safe place to live (YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT!!)
And if we start dotting the Black Community with businesses (YEAH!!)
Opening up factories (WHAT ELSE?) challenging ourselves to better than we are
White folks, instead of driving-by using the “N” word
They will say: (Look! Look at them! Oh! my God!
They're marvelous, they're wonderful, we can't..
We can't say they're inferior anymore)
But every time we drive-by and shoot, every time we car-jack
Every time we use foul, and filthy language (The struggle continues)
Every time we produce culturally degenerate's films and tapes
Putting a string in our women's backside (The struggle continues)
And parading them before the world (The struggle continues)
Every time we do things like this;
We are feeding the degenerate mind of White Supremacy
And I want us to stop feeding that mind, and let that mind die;
Their natural death. (YEAH!!) (*APPLAUSE!! CLAPS!!*)
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Now, I was born as a rebel, making trouble for the devil
Take this gang bang shit, to a whole another level
Can you feel me now?
Armies in every city, definition of power
Players are you with me? - see the war is the prophecy
Survival is the strategy, rest in peace!
To my comrades that's deceased, organize the streets in time
You'll have these devils petrified of a nigga in his right mind
They tell us that we hopeless and hell bound
It's for the brothers in penitentiaries jailed down
I got you in my heart until the day I die
Think of the damage we could do, if we wasn't high
Can you picture me loc? - it's a thug's wrath
Political contracts and blood baths
For Matulu Shakur up in the Rikers though they got you
I'll never let them stop you, the struggle continues
[Verse 2: Fatal Hussein]
I gotta get out of town, see I done shot another Dick
Nigga be rolling trips, to keep his mind off sticks
They check our parole, they supervise my whole size
Money wires surprise, drug dealers on the rise
These carjacks is federal, you soft and shreddable
Dictionary rappers you come at me all edible
I lit bash your crew, like you know what I'm about (Ha ha ha)
Guinness style 'cause Fatal done hit up another house
These props and pretty niggas getting played like pumps
Fucking up these fag fronts; fronting on blunts
Blast these bitch niggas bullshitting on a body
Kill niggas Brown it in me and you can ask Bobby
Slick shooter and looter, killer smoking Buddha
Man this dirty money can't get a little cuter
Money and hoes, money and hoes
Rest in peace and Al. Storm Murder Case has just closed
[Verse 3: Flip Side of O.F.T.B]
All I'm trying to do is make a penny
But crooked cops beating down my door like I beat down Reginald Denny
They're in position with they shot guns
But if they kick in my door like I know they catch the hot one
They kicked it in, so Flip got biz
Now I'm on the run living life as a fugitive
The cops was deep, they made a clean sweep
I tried to break but caught one in the ass cheek
[Verse 4: Big Syke]
A drug smuggler from the underworld, thugging Desperado
Visual locomotion from my Teflon hollows
Transgression racketeer, probation violator
Buster, tester, no fear for the Ingle, Watts slayer
My future is unknown, hoochies on the phone calling me
Parking down the street from my house trying to follow me
Boundaries restricted for a thug unconstitutional
Balling out of control from L.A. to Puerto Rico
[Verse 5: Flip Side of O.F.T.B]
I'm bleeding bad, and damn I need a doctor
But I can't do shit until I shake this helicopter
A gang banger, dope slanger, full of anger
I killed a cop now they want me on a coat hanger
[Verse 6: Big Syke]
We smoke Dope and soak Weed and greed ain't uncommon though
Dog I'm in need, indeed ain't no option bro'
Cookies and chips, I got a street education
My homies stressing out 'cause his babies mama is basing
What am I chasing a relationship with God or a female?
Secrets don't tell, I just posted bail
Fuck Jail and the C.O. from my niggas in the Pen'
Treated like a dog for his sin, fuck a friend
Let my '64 Benz blockade as I fade back streets
L.A., East Side Compton, Long Beach
Murderous, killers, lunatic kamikazes
We drop bodies and throw parties, the struggle continues
[Verse 7: The Low M.B. of O.F.T.B]
Fuck the pigs, they keep a nigga upset
'Cause if they see me in a Benz, I know them fools wanna sweat
I guess they think The Low M. ain't suppose to have shit
Try to pull me over, I'm going to kill that ass bitch
'Cause I'm from Nickerson Gardens nigga
And I know you heard; that we're all cop killers
My young homies love that shit like a sport
They're rather kill a cop than be in the basketball court
And we're going to stick with the hate
HUH! you think it's over 'cause you got rid of that fool Daryl Gates
But he's still in the back calling shots
So we're gonna stay in our hood killing cops
Midori, plays the violin, She was magnificent
They don't have to say to white people;
I'm better than you, they just do their thing (YEAH!!)
And White Folk got to readjust their thinking
Because they thought that they used to master
All of these instruments and nobody else could
But the Chinese are mastering it, even the Japanesse are mastering it
All these things; are breaking up the mind of White Supremacy
Blackman, you don't have to bash white people
All we got to do is; go back home (Where?)
And turn our communities, into productive places
All we gotta do is; go back home
And make our communities a decent and safe place to live (YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT!!)
And if we start dotting the Black Community with businesses (YEAH!!)
Opening up factories (WHAT ELSE?) challenging ourselves to better than we are
White folks, instead of driving-by using the “N” word
They will say: (Look! Look at them! Oh! my God!
They're marvelous, they're wonderful, we can't..
We can't say they're inferior anymore)
But every time we drive-by and shoot, every time we car-jack
Every time we use foul, and filthy language (The struggle continues)
Every time we produce culturally degenerate's films and tapes
Putting a string in our women's backside (The struggle continues)
And parading them before the world (The struggle continues)
Every time we do things like this;
We are feeding the degenerate mind of White Supremacy
And I want us to stop feeding that mind, and let that mind die;
Their natural death. (YEAH!!) (*APPLAUSE!! CLAPS!!*)
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Now, I was born as a rebel, making trouble for the devil
Take this gang bang shit, to a whole another level
Can you feel me now?
Armies in every city, definition of power
Players are you with me? - see the war is the prophecy
Survival is the strategy, rest in peace!
To my comrades that's deceased, organize the streets in time
You'll have these devils petrified of a nigga in his right mind
They tell us that we hopeless and hell bound
It's for the brothers in penitentiaries jailed down
I got you in my heart until the day I die
Think of the damage we could do, if we wasn't high
Can you picture me loc? - it's a thug's wrath
Political contracts and blood baths
For Matulu Shakur up in the Rikers though they got you
I'll never let them stop you, the struggle continues
[Verse 2: Fatal Hussein]
I gotta get out of town, see I done shot another Dick
Nigga be rolling trips, to keep his mind off sticks
They check our parole, they supervise my whole size
Money wires surprise, drug dealers on the rise
These carjacks is federal, you soft and shreddable
Dictionary rappers you come at me all edible
I lit bash your crew, like you know what I'm about (Ha ha ha)
Guinness style 'cause Fatal done hit up another house
These props and pretty niggas getting played like pumps
Fucking up these fag fronts; fronting on blunts
Blast these bitch niggas bullshitting on a body
Kill niggas Brown it in me and you can ask Bobby
Slick shooter and looter, killer smoking Buddha
Man this dirty money can't get a little cuter
Money and hoes, money and hoes
Rest in peace and Al. Storm Murder Case has just closed
[Verse 3: Flip Side of O.F.T.B]
All I'm trying to do is make a penny
But crooked cops beating down my door like I beat down Reginald Denny
They're in position with they shot guns
But if they kick in my door like I know they catch the hot one
They kicked it in, so Flip got biz
Now I'm on the run living life as a fugitive
The cops was deep, they made a clean sweep
I tried to break but caught one in the ass cheek
[Verse 4: Big Syke]
A drug smuggler from the underworld, thugging Desperado
Visual locomotion from my Teflon hollows
Transgression racketeer, probation violator
Buster, tester, no fear for the Ingle, Watts slayer
My future is unknown, hoochies on the phone calling me
Parking down the street from my house trying to follow me
Boundaries restricted for a thug unconstitutional
Balling out of control from L.A. to Puerto Rico
[Verse 5: Flip Side of O.F.T.B]
I'm bleeding bad, and damn I need a doctor
But I can't do shit until I shake this helicopter
A gang banger, dope slanger, full of anger
I killed a cop now they want me on a coat hanger
[Verse 6: Big Syke]
We smoke Dope and soak Weed and greed ain't uncommon though
Dog I'm in need, indeed ain't no option bro'
Cookies and chips, I got a street education
My homies stressing out 'cause his babies mama is basing
What am I chasing a relationship with God or a female?
Secrets don't tell, I just posted bail
Fuck Jail and the C.O. from my niggas in the Pen'
Treated like a dog for his sin, fuck a friend
Let my '64 Benz blockade as I fade back streets
L.A., East Side Compton, Long Beach
Murderous, killers, lunatic kamikazes
We drop bodies and throw parties, the struggle continues
[Verse 7: The Low M.B. of O.F.T.B]
Fuck the pigs, they keep a nigga upset
'Cause if they see me in a Benz, I know them fools wanna sweat
I guess they think The Low M. ain't suppose to have shit
Try to pull me over, I'm going to kill that ass bitch
'Cause I'm from Nickerson Gardens nigga
And I know you heard; that we're all cop killers
My young homies love that shit like a sport
They're rather kill a cop than be in the basketball court
And we're going to stick with the hate
HUH! you think it's over 'cause you got rid of that fool Daryl Gates
But he's still in the back calling shots
So we're gonna stay in our hood killing cops
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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
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