| Only God can judge me, is that right?
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| Only God can judge me now
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| Only God baby, nobody else, nobody else
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| All you other motherfuckers get out my business
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| Verse One: 2Pac
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| Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back
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| I couldn’t trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats
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| Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed
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| And hocus pocus try to focus but I can’t see
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| And in my mind I’ma blind man doin time
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| Look to my future cause my past, is all behind me Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine?
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| Everybody’s dyin tell me what’s the use of tryin
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| I’ve been Trapped since birth, cautious, cause I’m cursed
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| And fantasies of my family, in a hearse
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| And they say it’s the white man I should fear
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| But, it’s my own kind doin all the killin here
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| I can’t lie, ain’t no love for the other side
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| Jealousy inside, make em wish I died
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| Oh my Lord, tell me what I’m livin for
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| Everybody’s droppin got me knockin on heaven’s door
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| And all my memories, of seein brothers bleed
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| And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees
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| Recollect your thoughts don’t get caught up in the mix
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| Cause the media is full of dirty tricks
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| Only God can judge me Chorus: 2Pac
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| Only God can judge me That’s right baby, yeah baby
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| Only God
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| Hahahahahahahaha
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| Only God can judge me, only God can judge
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| me, only God
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| Only God can judge me Only God can judge me And only God can
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| Only God can judge me, only God
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| Only God can judge me Only God can judge me Only God can judge me Only God can judge me, only God
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| Only God can judge me Only God can judge me now
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| Flatline!
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| Verse Two: 2Pac
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| I hear the doctor standing over me *heart monitor: beeping slowly*
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| screamin I can make it Got a body full of bullet holes layin here naked
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| Still I, can’t breathe, somethings evil in my IV
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| Cause everytime I breathe, I think they killin me *beeping sound stops*
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| I’m having nightmares, homicidal fantansies
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| I wake up stranglin, danglin my bed sheets
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| I call the nurse cause it hurts, to reminisce
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| How did it come to this? |
| I wish they didn’t miss
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| Somebody help me, tell me where to go from here
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| Cause even Thugs cry, but do the Lord care?
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| Try to remember, but it hurts
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| I’m walkin through the cemetary talkin to the, dirt
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| I’d rather die like a man, than live like a coward
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| There’s a ghetto up in Heaven and it’s ours, Black Power
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| is what we scream as we dream in a paranoid state
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| And our fate, is a lifetime of hate
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| Dear Mama, can you save me? |
| And fuck peace
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| Cause the streets got our babies, we gotta eat
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| No more hesitation each and every black male’s trapped
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| And they wonder why we suicidal runnin round strapped
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| Mista, Po-lice, please try to see that it’s
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| a million motherfuckers stressin just like me Only God can judge me Chorus w/ variations
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| Interlude: 2Pac
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| That which does not kill me can only make me stronger
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| (That's for real)
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| and I don’t see why everybody feel as though
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| that they gotta tell me how to live my life
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| (You know?)
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| Let me live baby, let me live
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| Verse Three: Rappin 4-Tay, Tupac
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| Pac I feel ya, keep servin it on the reala
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| For instance say a playa hatin mark is out to kill ya Would you be wrong, for buckin a nigga to the pavement?
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| He gon’get me first, if I don’t get him fool start prayin
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| Ain’t no such thing as self-defense in the court of law
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| So judge us when we get to where we’re goin wearin a cross, that’s real
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| Got him, lurked him, crept the fuck up on him
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| Sold a half a million tapes now everybody want him
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| After talkin behind my back like a bitch would
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| Tellin them niggaz, You can fade him, punk I wish you would
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| It be them same motherfuckers in your face that’ll rush up in your place
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| to get your safe, knowin you on that paper chase
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| Grass, glass, big screen and leather couch
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| My new shit is so fetti already sold a key of ounce
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| Bitch, remember Tupac and 4-Tay
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| Them same two brothers dodgin bullets representin the Bay
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| Pac when you was locked down, that’s when I’ll be around
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| Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown
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| That’s why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin sellin lies
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| Don’t think I don’t see you haters, I know you all in disguise
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| Guess you figure you know me cause I’m a Thug
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| That love to hit the late night club, drink then buzz
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| Been livin lavish like a player all day
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| Now I’m bout to floss em off, player shit with 4-Tay
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| Only God can judge me Chorus w/ variations
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| Only God main
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| That right?
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| That’s real
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| Hahahahahaha
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| Fuck everybody else, yaknowhatI’msayin?
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| Man, look here man
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| My only fear of death is comin back to this bitch reincarnated
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| That’s for the homey mental
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| We up out
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| Chorus w/out 2Pac continues to fade |