Better Dayz
2Pac/Mr. Biggs Lyrics
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Better days, heyy! Better days
Got me thinkin' bout better days
Better days! Better days, better days
Hey! Better days
Got me thinkin' bout better days
Time to question our lifestyle, look how we live
Wanna try now, they lie down and get ran through
Nobody watches 'em clockin' the evil man do
Faced with the demons, addicted to hearin' victims screamin'
Guess we was evil since birth, product of cursed semens
'Cause even our birthdays is cursed days
A born thug in the first place, the worst ways
I'd love to see the block in peace
With no more dealers and crooked cops, the only way to stop the beast
And only we can change
It's up to us to clean up the streets, it ain't the same
Too many murders, too many funerals and too many tears
Just seen another brother buried plus I knew him for years
Pa**ed by his family, but what could I say?
Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith
And pray for better days
Better days, better days, hey!
Better days, got me thinkin' about better days
Better days, better days, better days
Hey! Better days
Got me thinkin' about better days
Thinkin' back as an adolescent, who would've guessed
That in my future years, I'd be stressin'
Some say the ghetto's sick and corrupted
Plus my P.O. won't let me hang with the brothers I grew up with
Tryin' to keep my head up and stay strong
All my homies slangin' llello all day long, but they wrong
So I'm solo and so broke
Savin' up for some Jordan's, 'cause they dope
I got a girl and I love her but she broke too, and so am I
I can't take her to the place she wanna go to
So we argue and play fight, all day and night
Makin' pa**ionate love 'til the daylight
Plus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent
Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friend
Tell me you pregnant and I'm amazed
So many blessings while we stressin'
Lookin for them better days
(Lookin' for better)
Better days, better days hey!
Better days (Oh better days)
Thinkin' bout better days (I'm lookin for better)
Better days, better days, better days
Hey! Better days (Better days)
Got me thinkin bout better days (Oh)
Now me and you was real cool, hell on them square fools
Since back in high school, we was true, me and you
Hardly parted or seperated, we stayed faded
Affiliated with gangbangers and still made it
Up in the gym, mess with me, gotta mess with him
Still dressin' like grown men when rollin'
I went to dark, smokin Newports, gamin' marks
Got a place in my heart, homey stay smart
Locked you up in the pen, and gave you three to ten
I send you letters with naked flicks of old friends
Hopin' you well, I know it's hell
Doin time in the cells, you need mail, when you in jail
And me I'm doin' cool
I settled down, had a family, workin' in night school
Every once in a while, I reminisce
And wonder how we ever came to this
I miss the better days
(Lookin' for better)
Better days, better days, hey!
(Better days) Thinkin' bout better days
Better days, better days, better days
Hey! Better days
Got me thinkin bout better days
I send this one out,
To all the homeboys down in uh, Clinton lockdown
Rikers Island, all them dudes I was uh locked up with,
E Block, F Block, lower H
N-I-C in Rikers Island,
Downstate
All the peoples I met along the way
Better days is comin' homeboy, keep your head up
Better days, better days,
Lookin for the better days hey
Better days, hm better days, lookin for the better days
Better days, better days,
Lookin for the better days hey
(Better days)
"Better Dayz" by 2Pac/Mr. Biggs is a powerful song that questions the lifestyle and the way we live while looking for a better future. The lyrics describe the reality of the ghetto, where drugs, violence, and poverty are rampant, and even kids want to try them. The song calls for a change in the society, where the streets can be cleaned up, and the only way to stop the beast is by cleaning it ourselves. It is up to us to take the responsibility to make our streets safe.
2Pac reflects on his teenage years, where he struggled to stay away from the corrupting influences of the ghetto. He talks about how he tried to keep his head up, but his friends kept on selling drugs, and he could not afford to buy his girl the things she wants. He even got evicted from his house and was struggling to pay rent. He calls for a brighter future where there are more blessings than stress.
The song also includes a verse where 2Pac sends a message to his friends who are locked up in jail. He reminisces and wonders about the days when they were cool and applauds their resilience. He encourages them that better days are coming and to keep their head up.
Line by Line Meaning
Lookin' for these better days
Searching and longing for a future that is brighter and more hopeful.
Time to question our lifestyle, look how we live
It's time to reflect on our way of life and examine how we live and the choices we make.
Smokin' weed like it ain't no thang, so even kids
Cannabis use has become so normalized that even children are now experimenting with it.
Wanna try now, they lie down and get ran through
Young children are vulnerable and can easily be taken advantage of by harmful influences around them.
Nobody watches 'em clockin' the evil man do
Nobody is keeping a watchful eye on the evil actions of those who seek to harm young children.
Faced with the demons, addicted to hearin' victims screamin'
We are faced with deep-seated problems that we need to confront, and yet we also seem to derive pleasure from the pain of others.
Guess we was evil since birth, product of cursed semens
Some of us are born with a predisposition towards darkness, because of the sins of our forefathers.
I'd love to see the block in peace
We all wish for a community that is harmonious and free from violence.
And only we can change
We have the power to change our own lives and the world around us.
Too many murders, too many funerals and too many tears
There have been far too many senseless deaths and associated grief in our communities.
Thinkin' back as an adolescent, who would've guessed
Reflecting on the past, it's hard to imagine how our present situation came to be.
So we argue and play fight, all day and night
While trying to cope with the stresses of our daily lives, we often find ourselves lashing out at those closest to us.
Plus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent
Our financial situation is so dire that we may soon be kicked out of our home for inability to keep up with rent payments.
Tell me you pregnant and I'm amazed
Despite all of our struggles, we are constantly amazed by the blessings in our life like the news of a new pregnancy.
Now me and you was real cool, hell on them square fools
Looking back on a once-close friendship characterized by rebellion against authority.
Locked you up in the pen, and gave you three to ten
You were punished by being sent to prison and being given a ten-year sentence.
I miss the better days
We long for a time in the past when life seemed easier or more joyous.
I send this one out,
This message is dedicated to those who can relate to the struggles reflected in this song.
Better days is comin' homeboy, keep your head up
Hope for a brighter future is still alive and we must maintain optimism and resilience.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: TYRUSS GERALD HIMES, JOHNNY LEE JACKSON, TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR, ERNEST ISLEY, MARVIN ISLEY, O'KELLY JR. ISLEY, RONALD ISLEY, RUDOLPH BERNARD ISLEY, CHRIS JASPER
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[Intro]
Lookin' for these better days
[Chorus]
Better days, hey
Better days
Got me thinkin' 'bout better days
Better days, better days, better days
Hey
Better days
Got me thinkin' 'bout better days
[Verse 1]
Time to question our lifestyle, look how we live
Smokin' weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids
Wanna try now, then lie down and get ran through
Nobody watches 'em, clockin' the evil man do
Faced with the demons, addicted to hearin' victims screamin'
Guess we was evil since birth, product of cursed semens
‘Cause even our birthdays is cursed days
A born thug in the first place, the worst ways
I'd love to see the block in peace
With no more dealers and crooked cops, the only way to stop the beast
And only we can change
It's up to us to clean up the streets, it ain't the same, too many murders
Too many funerals, and too many tears
Just seen another brother buried, plus I knew him for years
Passed by his family, but what could I say?
Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith
And pray for better days
[Chorus]
Better days, better days
Hey, better days
Got me thinkin' 'bout better days
Better days, better days, better days
Hey
Better days
Got me thinkin' 'bout better days
[Verse 2]
Thinkin' back as an adolescent, who woulda guessed
That in my future years I'd be stressin'?
Some say the ghetto's sick and corrupted
Plus my P.O. won't let me hang with the brothers I grew up with
Tryna keep my head up and stay strong
All my homies slangin' yayo all day long
But they wrong, so I'm solo and so broke
Savin' up for some Jordan's, ‘cause they dope
I got a girl and I love her, but she broke too
And so am I — I can't take her to the places she wanna go to
So, we argue and play fight, all day and night
Makin' passionate love 'til the daylight
Plus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent
Guess it's time to see who really is your friend
Tell me you pregnant and I'm amazed
So many blessings while we stressin', lookin' for them better days (for better days)
horus]
Better days, better days
Hey, better days
Thinkin' 'bout better days
Better days, better days, better days
Hey
Better days
Got me thinkin' 'bout better days
[Verse 3]
Now, me and you was real cool, hell on them square fools
Since back in high school, we was true, me and you
Hardly parted or separated, we stayed faded
Affiliated with gang-bangers and still made it
Up in the gym, mess with me, gotta mess with him
Still dressin' like grown men when rollin'
Out in the dark, smokin' Newports, gamin' marks
Got a place in my heart, homie, stay smart
Locked you up in the pen, and gave you three to ten
I send you letters with naked flicks of old friends
Hopin' you well, I know it's hell
Doin' time in the cells, you need mail when you in jail
And me, I'm doin' cool
I settled down, had a family, workin' a night school
Every once in a while, I reminisce
And I wonder how we ever came to this; I miss the better days
@panamajack3174
I listened to this song on repeat for a 4 hour drive after my dad died. Pac was so much more than a rapper. Looking for them Better Dayz.
@alexismcdaniel6730
I'm sorry for your loss
@panamajack3174
@@alexismcdaniel6730 Thank you, I appreciate that. 🙏🏽👊🏽
@logmothierry1506
😭😭😭😭😭😭 sorry bro
@willistrent6088
I fill you I'm 50 years old and I still wish things could be different but have a blessed day all day peace ✌
@kman7
RIP to your Pops
My condolences to you and your family
@2010kroberts
Going THROUGH IT but this SONG is lifting my spirits!!! Thanks Pac!!!! LEGENDARY!!!!🙏🙏🙏
@logancampos2436
Facts. 2021 I remember I bought this when we were playing CDs that was like 2002 or 2001 or 2003 when this came out
@selassiejohnson2360
Hopefully things got better for you.
@anthonymiller4768
Me too