2Pac - R U Still Down (1994) (Death Row Version) | Текст песни

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• R U Still Down (1994) (Death Row Version)

I never had a father figure, I was raised by the
Thugs and the drug dealers, That's why i love niggaz
Until they place me in my casket, Guess i'll be a hopeless bastard
Gettin High in the back passage, Can't nobody make a way for me
Times is hard on a nigga, Mama pray for me
I'm smokin weed for the stress, Drinkin for the pain
From the strain on the young brothers brain
Ain't a motherfucking thing to do
But hang and stay true, Thug's get lonely too
I'm drinking 22's of brew, Till I'm tipsy
And i ain't going out throwing up my middle finger
Miss me
Tryna get my hands on the cash
How long will it last, Will it last a little longer if i BLAST
And trust me, I'll probably be the last to preach
cuz Ain't no hope for the future if they asking me
And what my poppa never told me,
U see i learned from the kindness, Of strangers and homies
So now i can't turn back, Time to make it through
They wanna ban me, But it's time to feed my family
But all the homies in the hood told me nigga it's all good
And Motherfuck Hollywood, For tryna shut a real nigga down
Stayin true to the game, Fuck the fame
I still won't change R U Still Down?

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