2Pac - The Struggle Continues (feat. Hussein Fatal, Big Syke & O.F.T.B.) | Текст песни

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[Tupac]
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

[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 shred able
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 niggaz getting played like pumps
Fucking up these fag fronts; fronting on blunts
Blast these bitch niggaz bullshitting on a body
Kill niggaz 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 whores, money and whores
Rest in peace and Al. Storm Murder Case has just closed

[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 Resno Dinny
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

[Big Syke]
A drug smuggler from the underworld, thugging Desperado
Visual loco motion 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

[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

[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 niggaz 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

[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 Nikon Cedars 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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