Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song They Don't Give A F**** About Us , by - 2Pac. Release date: 02.12.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
They Don't Give A F**** About Us |
| Y’all ain’t never just tripped and pictured |
| And just looked at the whole situation |
| Cause once u look at it |
| You know |
| (really do) |
| They don’t give a fuck about us |
| They don’t give a fuck about us |
| They don’t give a fuck about us |
| Thuggin’till the day I die |
| They don’t give a fuck about us |
| And when I start to rise |
| A hero in their children’s eyes |
| Now they give a fuck about us |
| Some say niggaz is hard headed cause we love to trick |
| Equipped with game so we bang wit this thuggish shit |
| I see you trying to hide |
| Hoping that nobody don’t notice |
| You must always remember you still a member of the hopeless |
| See ya black like me |
| So you snap like me |
| When these devils try to plot |
| Trap our young black seeds |
| Look it |
| Cops are just as crooked as the niggas they chasin' |
| Lookin’for role models |
| Our father figures is bases |
| Some say they expect Illuminati take my body to sleep |
| Niggas at the party with they shotties |
| Just as rowdy as me |
| Before I flee computer chips |
| I gotta deal wit brothas flippin |
| I don’t see no devils bleedin' |
| Only black blood drippin |
| We can change |
| Whatcha now say? |
| I’m watchin niggaz work their lives out without pay (huh) |
| Whatever it takes to switch places wit the bustas on top |
| I’m bustin’shots make the world stop |
| They don’t give a fuck about us |
| And if I choose to ride |
| Thuggin’till the day I die |
| (Nobody) |
| Cause they don’t give a fuck about us |
| But when I start to rise |
| A hero in they children’s eyes |
| Now they give a fuck about us |
| And if I choose to ride |
| Thuggin’till the day I die |
| Nobody gives a fuck about us |
| But when I start to rise |
| A hero in they children’s eyes |
| Now they give a fuck about us |
| It’s the morning after and now all the laughter is gone |
| Time to reflect on what you did cause they saying you wrong |
| I’m sure you had your reasons dawg |
| I don’t doubt you |
| See the simple fact of the matter is they don’t give a fuck about you |
| Or them five mouths you forced to feed (uh-huh) |
| No including yourself |
| All you want is what they perceiving as greed |
| So as you loaded up that mack and continue to buck em |
| I was on paper |
| Thinking they don’t give a fuck about us |
| I’m seeing it clearer |
| Hating the picture in the mirror |
| They claim we inferior |
| So why the fuck these devils fear ya? |
| I’m watching my nation die genocide the cause |
| Expect a blood bath |
| The aftermath is y’alls |
| I told ya last album, we need help cause we dying |
| Give us a chance, help us advance cause we trying |
| Ignore my whole plea, watching us in disgust |
| And then they beg when my guns bust |
| They don’t give a fuck about us |
| And if I choose to ride |
| Thuggin’till the day I die |
| Nobody gives a fuck about us |
| But when I start to rise |
| A hero in they children’s eyes |
| Now they give a fuck about us |
| Now all my homies got love for me |
| Down to catch a slug for me |
| Guaranteed to bleed deeply |
| Now that’s love |
| Shit |
| Nobody else could give a fuck |
| If I’m tore down, from the floor down |
| Six-feet deep in the cut |
| What the fuck done went wrong |
| How long will I be mourned? |
| When I’m gone, same song |
| Ain’t gave a fuck all along |
| And who am I to blame em? |
| Just do or die through the rainin' |
| Since they don’t give a fuck |
| I don’t |
| Feel what I’m saying? |
| Now thug niggaz die but multiply in doubles |
| Wrapped in plastic |
| Or closed casket for our troubles |
| Pressed in times |
| We busted like bubbles |
| With the police |
| This nation’s peace sent here to run you |
| Now look at what this crooked world has come to |
| I grew up on the other side of perfect, a life of hurti |