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Mr. Shakur, can you please explain the meaningBehind your violent lyrics?Explain the meaning?The fuck these niggas talkin' boutDamn Police, freeze!Can't get shit off!I said freezeyou miserable black son of a bitch!What, come on, come on!Tupac Shakur as himselfTupac Shakur as 'Souljah'My attitude is shittyMy message to the censorship committeeWho's the biggest gang of niggas in the city?The critics or the cops?The courts or the crooks, don't look so confusedTake a closer lookNiggas get they neck broke dailyLetras de cancionesTryin' to stay jail freeWhat the fuck does Quayle knowOf young black males?Please tell meMessage to the censorship committeeWho's the biggest gang of niggas in the city?Huh, I pack a nine millimeter 'cause I got 'em livin' hotterThan the 4th of July, if I gotta die, I gottaMomma told me, "Don't let 'em fade me nigga don't let 'em make you crazy!"Game is what she gave meGotta watch your back, strappedReal niggas rat-packIf you get your ass taxed, bring a gat backThat's not the way we made itThat's just the way it isSlangin' rocks, in front of niggas kidsI came upMy message to the censorship committeeWho's the biggest gang of niggas in the city?Cops pull me over, check my plates, but I'm legalYou couldn't get me, figure, "Fuck with a niggas people"They got me trapped, gat with the motherfuckin' hammer backCops on my back, just 'cause I'm black, snapNow I'm guilty?Message to the censorship committeeWho's the biggest gang of niggas in the city?All you punk police will never find peace On the streets til the niggas get a piece, fuck 'em!They kill you to control ya(PAY) top dollar for your soulReal niggas don't fold, straight souljah!Can't find peace on the streetsTil the niggas get a piece, fuck police, hear them screamin'Fuck 'em! Can't find peace on the streetsTil the niggas get a piece, fuck police, hear them screamin'(I hear ya!)Fuck 'em! Can't find peace on the streetsTil the niggas get a piece, fuck police, screamin'(I hear ya!)Fuck 'em! Can't find peace on the streetsTil the niggas get a piece, fuck police, screamin'(I hear ya!)Fuck 'em! Can't find peace on the streetsTil the niggas get a piece, fuck police (I hear ya!)Fuck 'em! Can't find peace on the streetsTil the niggas get a piece, fuck police (I hear ya!)Fuck 'em! Can't find peace on the streetsTil the niggas get a piece, fuck police (I hear ya!)The niggas scream fuck 'em!Motherfuckin' punk police (I hear ya!)Thinkin' they run the motherfuckin' streetsIt's mo' niggas than it's policeThink (I hear ya!)One nigga, teach two niggasTeach three niggas, teach fo' niggas (I hear ya!)Teach mo' niggas, and we could run this shit!I hear ya!"They finally pulled me over and I laughedRemember Rodney King and I blast on his punk ass" (I hear ya!)"They finally pulled me over and I laughedRemember Rodney King and I blast on his punk ass" (I hear ya!)"They finally pulled me over and I laughedRemember Rodney King and I blast on his punk ass" (I hear ya!)"They finally pulled me over and I laughedRemember Rodney King and I blast on his punk ass" (I hear ya!)
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"Souljah's Revenge" as written by Tupac Amaru Shakur, Bobby F. Ervin
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing
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