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" Money come and go, hoes come and go, foes come and go
Friends come and go.. my soldiers, stay eternal "
As the World Turns
2Pac Lyrics
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As the world turns my niggas grow and grow and grow
And get dough and roll and ride
Niggas die and mommas cry
Niggas got alibis and suicides and homicides
And three strikes and yo' life and my life and times change
And niggas fame, as the world turns..
Wisdom hard to swallow tomorrow expect apologies
You probably panic, stranded in search of a better planet
Realism hard to understand, we stand slanted
And still stranded, merciless thieves stole the best of me
I pray to black Jesus to please take the rest of me
And still, the best of us build, and reach monetary gains
Some of us kill, but still, most of us can change
If we search deeper, god bless the hustler, curse the first sleeper
Enemies get beside me, flows go deeper inside
We we ride plots keep all my enemies blinded
Time will soon show, a thought can last for years
Outshinin' them fakes smile plastic tears
Like last year, niggas stuck in the past, and it's clear
Just some busta ass bastards allergic to cash this year
Makaveli for the Mob, M-O-be
Killin' bustas is my motherfuckin job, him or me
Lyrically fatally driven, niggas reported missin'
My competition dead or in prison, as the world turns
(Turns, turns, turns, turns, and turns
My niggas grow and grow and grow
And gettin' dough and dough and dough
From this state to that state
From this cell to that cell, as the world turns)
As the world keeps turnin round and round
It's gon' be goin round as the world turns, and steady turnin'
As the world turn burnin' paths, starin' through my rear view
It's a war goin' on, and the President is in too
I hear Tu-Pac sayin', "Watch em they'll kill you"
Sippin' Thug Passion, scrub actin like he feel you
Steady plottin', ready or not; Outlawz lost
But not forgotten, from Gittere to Compton
A spitter of the hotness, long timeness
So like six I ain't never been rich
I need cream, to buy Ellene a dream house
She no longer fiend out y'all, Outlaw
Another lonely nigga with a 12-gage pump
With a 12-hour rush to run and get this money, fuck these punks
Road rules I swim in the dirt, I stay in some skirt
I hit where it hurts, I ride or die for my turf
I ride or die for Makaveli the legendary war thug nigga
Kadafi betta unslug this nigga, Seike betta undrug this nigga
Out of the buildin' we street children with no souls
Our hearts gon' stay cold, the war gon' stay on
We serve em, like Pac told us to, catch em wet with the tec
Hit em in the neck and watch him die like he supposed to
Napoleon the front line soldier, front times over
Rider for the mightly dollar rather drunk or sober
Nigga talkin' thug walkin' all through yo' squad
Y'all niggas scared by a dog, I got my fo'-fo' for y'all
It's like a hot, heated day homie, warfare don't play homie
Better be prepared than try to dunk away from these strays homie
Worlds turn, thangs burn, all in one shot
Rest in peace to the fallen soldiers, all that we got
As the world turns
(And my niggas roll and ride, ha ha ha
Niggas gettin' swoll out
And it don't stop and it don't quit
That real shit! As the world turns,
Niggas die for
How many you niggas try for this? As the world turns
Murderin' methods, ha ha Outlaw!)
As the world keeps turnin' round and round
It's gon' be goin' round as the world turns and steady turnin'
As the world keeps turnin' round and round
It's gon' be goin' round as the world turns
Only haters caught feelings, when my homie caught millions
And acquired the desired status of boss livin'
We cross driven, cornered into a life that's hellish
Payin' our dues with bloodshed, ain't shit y'all could tell us
Fellas, mount up, it's time for battle, it's on now
Two worlds collidin' armies ridin' soldiers, gone wild
Sometimes I think my glory days was back in my youth
I sought too for family, but I got it lost in these ounces
Now as the world turns court adjourns, I'm sentenced to burn
The cost of my sins too much, nothin' left to earn
October 9th 1977 first day out my baby carriage
Married my Mack-11 hit the block playin'
Only five years up in this bitch, poppa runnin' from the Feds
Puttin' peanut butter on the walls to hide his prints
Me on my own, not yet grown but only man of the home
To protect my zone in these streets I roam
Dough on d-low, downin' straight shots of Cristal Brothers
Hundred dollar snot box on cee-lo, fuck eighth
I need a kilo, got a plot, move my block down state
Got the drop on the spot, movin' pounds of weight
Fuck my fate and lots of loot to burn, a hustler's yearn
For this dirty money earned as this crooked world turns
Ha ha, as the world turns,
And turns and turns and turns, haha,
This for the soldiers out there involved in the everyday struggle
Hopin' to bubble, keep on hustlin', as the world turns
Money come and go, hoes come and go, foes come and go
Friends come and go, my soldiers, stay eternal
Outlaw Immortalz, dedicated
I send this to black Jesus, only he can feed us
When you need us, as the world turns
Throw this shit in the deck, ha ha,
Niggas gettin' chin checked
From the East to the West best to wear a vest
Nigga we ain't the ones to test, fuck you
As the world turns
Outlaw ridahs, Mutah right beside us
Camillion, want to make a million
Ha ha legit, as the world turns, ha ha,
Burn baby burn
A lot of niggas get burned as the world turns
A lot of niggas gettin' burned as the world turns..
Gettin' burned as the world turns
The lyrics of 2Pac & The Outlawz's "As the World Turns" cover the harsh realities of life, as seen through the lens of street violence and crime. The song tells the story of how the world continues to turn, and how people continue to grow, make money, commit crimes, and die. The lyrics also address the struggles faced by young black men, who are trapped in a cycle of poverty and crime, and the dangers that they face every day.
The song's opening verse speaks about the different outcomes for people in life. Some end up getting rich and successful, while others die or end up in jail. Despite this, people continue to change and adapt to the times, as fame and fortune come and go. The second verse is more introspective and talks about the difficulties of facing everyday life, particularly for black men, who are at a disadvantage in society. The bridge speaks of wars, presidents, and Tu-Pac's warning to be wary of your enemies.
The final verse describes the struggles faced by Outlawz members, as they try to make money and build a better life. The lyrics delve into the harsh realities of life in the streets, where people die every day, and money is the only way to survive. In the end, the song is an indictment of the cyclical nature of violent crime, and the difficult choices that people have to make to survive.
Line by Line Meaning
As the world turns
The constant cycle and changes of the world
As the world turns my niggas grow and grow and grow
As time goes on, my companions and I evolve and progress
And get dough and roll and ride
We work hard to make money and live our lives freely
Niggas die and mommas cry
Death brings grief to families left behind
Niggas got alibis and suicides and homicides
Some individuals provide excuses, while others resort to self-destruction or violence towards others
And three strikes and yo' life and my life and times change
The legal system punishes repeat offenders, affecting both my life and others', while circumstances continually alter
And niggas fame, as the world turns
Despite the fame gained, the world keeps revolving
Though I walk through the valley of hell the shadow follows me
Even in the darkest of times, troubles continue to plague me
Wisdom hard to swallow tomorrow expect apologies
The truth is difficult to accept, and apologies may be needed in the future
You probably panic, stranded in search of a better planet
In times of desperation, one may feel lost and long for a better world
Realism hard to understand, we stand slanted
It's challenging to comprehend the harsh realities of life, and we may have a biased perspective
And still stranded, merciless thieves stole the best of me
Despite being abandoned, heartless individuals took away the finest parts of who I am
I pray to black Jesus to please take the rest of me
I beseech a higher power, black Jesus, to remove any remaining pain or suffering
And still, the best of us build, and reach monetary gains
Nevertheless, the most exceptional among us strive for success and financial prosperity
Some of us kill, but still, most of us can change
While some resort to violence, the majority can still transform their lives
If we search deeper, god bless the hustler, curse the first sleeper
By looking within ourselves, we find blessings for hardworking individuals, but condemn those who are idle
Enemies get beside me, flows go deeper inside
As enemies draw closer, my lyrics become more introspective and profound
We we ride plots keep all my enemies blinded
We move forward with our plans, keeping our adversaries unaware of our true intentions
Time will soon show, a thought can last for years
As time progresses, the impact of a single idea can endure for a significant period
Outshinin' them fakes smile plastic tears
We easily surpass those who display false happiness and insincere emotions
Like last year, niggas stuck in the past, and it's clear
Similar to the previous year, some individuals remain fixated on the past, hindering their progress
Just some busta ass bastards allergic to cash this year
These individuals, who are ignorant and resistant to wealth acquisition, are simply losers this year
Makaveli for the Mob, M-O-be
Representing the Mob, Makaveli's name lives on (Mob being a group or organization)
Killin' bustas is my motherfuckin job, him or me
My ultimate duty is to eliminate those who oppose us, be it them or myself
Lyrically fatally driven, niggas reported missin'
My rap skills are deadly, leaving my enemies unaccounted for
My competition dead or in prison, as the world turns
My rivals either end up deceased or incarcerated, while the world continues its course
It's gon' be goin' round as the world turns, and steady turnin'
The repetition and cycles of life continue as the world keeps turning
As the world turn burnin' paths, starin' through my rear view
While observing the road behind me, I navigate the fiery trails of life
It's a war goin' on, and the President is in too
Amidst the ongoing warfare, even the President is involved
I hear Tu-Pac sayin', 'Watch em they'll kill you'
I recall Tu-Pac's words warning about the dangers of others plotting against you
Sippin' Thug Passion, scrub actin like he feel you
Drinking Thug Passion, I encounter individuals pretending to understand and relate to my struggles
Steady plottin', ready or not; Outlawz lost
My crew, the Outlawz, are constantly devising plans, whether others are prepared or not
But not forgotten, from Gittere to Compton
Although they may be gone, we remember them, from Gittere to Compton
A spitter of the hotness, long timeness
I'm a skillful rapper, known for delivering powerful lyrics over an extended period of time
So like six I ain't never been rich
Similar to the number six, I have never attained wealth
I need cream, to buy Ellene a dream house
I require money to purchase a luxurious home for Ellene
She no longer fiend out y'all, Outlaw
Ellene is no longer addicted to drugs, representing our transformation as Outlawz
Another lonely nigga with a 12-gage pump
I'm just another solitary individual armed with a 12-gauge shotgun
With a 12-hour rush to run and get this money, fuck these punks
In a limited timeframe, I must hurry to gather wealth, disregarding any opposition
Road rules I swim in the dirt, I stay in some skirt
I navigate the dangerous paths of life, often involving myself with women
I hit where it hurts, I ride or die for my turf
I attack areas of vulnerability and I am willing to sacrifice my life for my territory
I ride or die for Makaveli the legendary war thug nigga
I am dedicated to Makaveli, the renowned warrior and gangster
Kadafi betta unslug this nigga, Seike betta undrug this nigga
Kadafi must remove the bullets from this person, while Seike must help him recover from addiction
Out of the buildin' we street children with no souls
Outside of society's norms, we are like abandoned children lacking empathy
Our hearts gon' stay cold, the war gon' stay on
Our emotions will remain numb, while the battle continues indefinitely
We serve em, like Pac told us to, catch em wet with the tec
As instructed by Pac, we confront our enemies with guns blazing
Hit em in the neck and watch him die like he supposed to
Aiming for their vulnerability, we deliver a fatal blow as intended
Napoleon the front line soldier, front times over
I am Napoleon, leading from the front lines, persisting through countless battles
Rider for the mightly dollar rather drunk or sober
I am devoted to pursuing wealth, whether inebriated or sober
Nigga talkin' thug walkin' all through yo' squad
I embody the persona of a thug, confidently traversing through enemy territory
Y'all niggas scared by a dog, I got my fo'-fo' for y'all
You all are terrified by my presence, but I am prepared to retaliate with my .44 caliber gun
It's like a hot, heated day homie, warfare don't play homie
Similar to an extremely scorching day, the violence and conflict do not take breaks
Better be prepared than try to dunk away from these strays homie
It's wiser to be prepared than to try to avoid danger, like dodging bullets
Worlds turn, thangs burn, all in one shot
The world keeps revolving, while things ignite and crumble within a single moment
Rest in peace to the fallen soldiers, all that we got
We pay tribute to our deceased brethren, who are all that we have
Only haters caught feelings, when my homie caught millions
Only those who envy us feel bitter when one of our own becomes wealthy
And acquired the desired status of boss livin'
Achieving the coveted position of living like a boss
We cross driven, cornered into a life that's hellish
We persistently strive, forced into a life of hardship and suffering
Payin' our dues with bloodshed, ain't shit y'all could tell us
We pay the price for our actions through violence, and nobody can criticize us
Fellas, mount up, it's time for battle, it's on now
Guys, prepare yourselves for warfare, as the fight begins now
Two worlds collidin' armies ridin' soldiers, gone wild
Two conflicting forces clash, with troops and soldiers going berserk
Sometimes I think my glory days was back in my youth
Occasionally, I reminisce about my youthful days, believing they were my prime
I sought too for family, but I got it lost in these ounces
I desired a sense of family, but I found that connection overshadowed by drug distribution
Now as the world turns court adjourns, I'm sentenced to burn
As the world moves forward, my court case concludes, and I face a harsh punishment
The cost of my sins too much, nothin' left to earn
The consequences of my wrongdoings are overwhelming, leaving me with no more to gain
October 9th 1977 first day out my baby carriage
On October 9th, 1977, I began my journey in this world as a newborn
Married my Mack-11 hit the block playin'
I metaphorically united with my Mack-11 gun, ready to engage in street activities
Only five years up in this bitch, poppa runnin' from the Feds
Being only five years old, my father was evading the law enforcement authorities
Puttin' peanut butter on the walls to hide his prints
He used peanut butter to obscure his fingerprints, attempting to avoid detection
Me on my own, not yet grown but only man of the home
I was left to fend for myself, not yet matured but assuming the role of a household provider
To protect my zone in these streets I roam
I navigate these streets to safeguard my territory
Dough on d-low, downin' straight shots of Cristal Brothers
I discreetly handle money and consume expensive Cristal Brothers liquor
Hundred dollar snot box on cee-lo, fuck eighth
Engaging in high-stakes gambling with a hundred-dollar nasal consumption device, refusing to settle for mediocrity
I need a kilo, got a plot, move my block down state
I desire a kilogram of drugs, planning to relocate my operations to a different area
Got the drop on the spot, movin' pounds of weight
Having acquired knowledge about the specific location, I transport large quantities of illicit substances
Fuck my fate and lots of loot to burn, a hustler's yearn
I disregard the consequences and possess ample money to spend, satisfying a hustler's desire
For this dirty money earned as this crooked world turns
Despite acquiring ill-gotten gains, it comes from a corrupt world that keeps spinning
Only haters caught feelings, when my homie caught millions
Only those who envy us feel bitter when one of our own becomes wealthy
And acquired the desired status of boss livin'
Achieving the coveted position of living like a boss
We cross driven, cornered into a life that's hellish
We persistently strive, forced into a life of hardship and suffering
Payin' our dues with bloodshed, ain't shit y'all could tell us
We pay the price for our actions through violence, and nobody can criticize us
Fellas, mount up, it's time for battle, it's on now
Guys, prepare yourselves for warfare, as the fight begins now
Two worlds collidin' armies ridin' soldiers, gone wild
Two conflicting forces clash, with troops and soldiers going berserk
Sometimes I think my glory days was back in my youth
Occasionally, I reminisce about my youthful days, believing they were my prime
I sought too for family, but I got it lost in these ounces
I desired a sense of family, but I found that connection overshadowed by drug distribution
Now as the world turns court adjourns, I'm sentenced to burn
As the world moves forward, my court case concludes, and I face a harsh punishment
The cost of my sins too much, nothin' left to earn
The consequences of my wrongdoings are overwhelming, leaving me with no more to gain
Ha ha, as the world turns
Laughter emphasizing the continual revolving of the world
And turns and turns and turns, haha
Reiterating the repeated rotations and changes in life with humor
This for the soldiers out there involved in the everyday struggle
Dedicated to the brave individuals engaged in the daily battles of life
Hopin' to bubble, keep on hustlin', as the world turns
Striving to achieve success, continue hustling, despite the constant fluctuations of the world
Money come and go, hoes come and go, foes come and go
Wealth, relationships, and adversaries are all transient aspects of life
Friends come and go, my soldiers, stay eternal
While friendships may change, my loyal soldiers will always remain by my side
Outlaw Immortalz, dedicated
We, the Outlaw Immortalz, are committed and devoted
I send this to black Jesus, only he can feed us
I share this message with black Jesus, as only he can provide for us
When you need us, as the world turns
During times of need, remember that the world keeps moving
Throw this shit in the deck, ha ha
Place this music in the CD player, with a hint of laughter
Niggas gettin' chin checked
People face harsh confrontations and consequences
From the East to the West best to wear a vest
From the eastern to western regions, it's crucial to protect oneself with a bulletproof vest
Nigga we ain't the ones to test, fuck you
You should not dare challenge us, expressing contempt towards the opposition
Outlaw ridahs, Mutah right beside us
We, the Outlaw riders, have Mutah alongside us
Camillion, want to make a million
Camillion desires to amass a million dollars
Ha ha legit, as the world turns, ha ha
Remarkably legitimate, just like the constant turning of the world
Burn baby burn
Let it burn, as if in reference to a fire
A lot of niggas get burned as the world turns
Many individuals face negative consequences due to the constant changes in life
A lot of niggas gettin' burned as the world turns
Numerous people suffer unfavorable outcomes within the ever-rotating world
Gettin' burned as the world turns
Experience negative repercussions as life progresses
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave
Written by: BRUCE WASHINGTON, TUPAC SHAKUR, YAFEU FULA, RUFUS COOPER, MUTAH (PKA NAPOLEAN) BEALE, MALCOLM (E.D.I.) GREENIDGE, DARRYL V. HARPER
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Agent Bosconian
on So Many Tears - Live
I fear only God and no human being
Even in the face of danger, I will stay strong
I have cried so much and fear that I might die soon
God, please guide me and take me to heaven if I die
I grew up in a sad, and lonely environment and it affected me in a gravely manner
I was abandoned; all alone and grew up in a community that was doomed to fail
My mind was greatly troubled and I couldn't be able to find my inner peace
I found solace and comfort in adopting a tough and rebellious lifestyle
Do you understand my pain and sorrow? I don't ever dwell on the past memories
To survive in a dangerous environment, you must react aggressively and quickly; in order to stay alive
I will always remember my friend, Kato. A good friend who has tragically died, and is no longer with us, anymore
I witnessed the day Kato perished on the streets and was calling for help
May Kato, and those who died before him, truly find peace in death
Is there really a place in heaven for a gangster like me? Always think and never forget about me
The friends that I once shared my laughter with; are now buried in their graves in the cemetery. I continue to shed countless tears for them; as I grieve for them
As I face many difficulties in the music industry, I will do whatever it takes to overcome it
People call me greedy and selfish for making money, yet they rarely can see me
I feel like I'm being cursed by the world and havin' disturbing; yet horrible premonitions
I have a fear that I will die and lie inside a coffin on a hearse, and want God's guidance and empathy
I want to escape from the problems, stress and the hurting of life
I yearned; longing for happiness and clarity in my troubled life
I'm trapped in jail and my life is in shambles
I feel like I'm doomed to go to Hell, but I don't know why
I'm in denial about my life, and I'm scared of death
If I go to hell, I will be in eternal pain and cry so much
I'm lost and tired, and I've cried so much
I'm contemplating suicide, so stay away from me
I'm intentionally moving towards death
I'm ready to die, and I feel like I have nothing to live for
The streets were ruthless, and I couldn't find peace
I'm on the verge of breaking down, and I long for peace
I lost my soul and my identity, but I was unaware
I had demons in my mind that were taking over
The demons inside me grew and ignited a fire
My head felt like a bomb ready to explode, it was a nasty game
I have no happy memories, only pain and sadness
I imagine my enemies murdering me in my sleep
I wonder if I'll live to see the next day
I ask God to pardon me for my wrongs as death approaches
God knows I tried my best, but I've seen people get killed
I witnessed innocent people, including children, being killed by drive-by shootings
I wonder why these tragedies happen as I pass by
I feel sad as I see the outline of a body on the ground and turn to drugs for comfort
I don't want this life, I want something different
There is no promising future for me; I'm trapped in the cycle of crime and violence
I feel like I'm in a never-ending maze
Alcohol made me act out and lose my mind
I've been disillusioned and now want a family
I want a family to see a better side of myself that isn't tainted by my past
I don't trust my girlfriend because she's been influenced by the negative environment around us
I hear rumors that my girlfriend is cheating on me with my friends, and I can't handle it
I collapse and pray for God to let me into heaven
I've cried countless tears and beg for God's mercy to let me into heaven
I've lost so many years and cried so many tears
God, I lost so many friends and associates, and...
God knows I tried my best, but I've seen people get killed
I witnessed innocent people, including children, being killed by drive-by shootings
I wonder why these tragedies happen as I pass by
I feel sad as I see the outline of a body on the ground and turn to drugs for comfort
I don't want this life, I want something different
There is no promising future for me; I'm trapped in the cycle of crime and violence
I feel like I'm in a never-ending maze
Alcohol made me act out and lose my mind
I've been disillusioned and now want a family
I want a family to see a better side of myself that isn't tainted by my past
I don't trust my girlfriend because she's been influenced by the negative environment around us
I hear rumors that my girlfriend is cheating on me with my friends, and I can't handle it
I collapse and pray for God to let me into heaven
I've cried countless tears and beg for God's mercy to let me into heaven
I've lost so many years and cried so many tears
God, I lost so many friends and associates, and cried so many tears
Aliyu
on 'Pac's Life
Nice
A.Bosconian
on So Many Tears
I am not afraid of anything or anyone other than God.
Even when I am in the darkest of times and places.
I have cried so many tears because of the pain and hardships I have faced in my life.
I ask God to guide me and be with me in my journey through life.
Even as a child in elementary school, I found myself attracted to and surrounded by sadness and hopelessness.
I was abandoned and grew up among a generation of people who were doomed to fail.
My mind was constantly struggling, and I could not find a sense of peace or comfort anywhere.
I found a sense of identity and belonging when I got the tattoo of 'Thug Life' on my chest.
Do you understand the struggles and pain that I have experienced in my life?
I am not dwelling on my past mistakes, and if you want to be successful, you shouldn't be either.
In order to defend yourself and your community from violence, you must be the first one to take action. We should never forget Kato, who was killed due to senseless violence.
Kato is no longer with us and has passed away.
I witnessed violent crimes, and I've seen the aftermath of people being killed on the streets.
I hope Kato, and all those who have passed before him, are resting in peace.
Is there a place in heaven for someone like me, who has lived a life of violence and crime?
Remember me and all of my friends who have died and are now buried in the cemetery.
I address God.
I have experienced a lot of suffering throughout my life.
I have cried so many tears because of the pain and hardships I have faced in my life.
Now that I am struggling in the music industry.
I will do whatever it takes to succeed, even if it means being labeled as greedy and only focused on making money.
Even though I am chasing success, I rarely get to enjoy it or be seen by others.
I feel cursed and have a negative outlook on the world.
I am having visions of dying and leaving this world in a coffin.
I ask God if he can understand what I am going through and help me.
I want to be relieved of all the stress and suffering I feel.
I want to experience happiness again, which has been absent from my life for some time.
I feel like I am losing sight of what's important in my life.
I feel trapped in my current situation, and my quality of life is suffering as a result.
I already feel like I am destined to go to hell, and I question where I went wrong in my life.
I am unable to come to terms with my reality.
When I die, I fear that I will be punished forever in the afterlife.
I feel lost and tired.
I have cried so much that I am now having suicidal thoughts, so please don't be near me.
Everything I do feels like a complicated and difficult step.
To bring me closer to what I want to achieve.
I am prepared to accept death at any moment since I feel like I have nothing to live for.
Things were very rough and merciless on the streets.
I was never able to find peace or rest in that environment.
I am close to falling apart and screaming for peace.
Even though I was empty and lost, I couldn't understand or recognize it at the time.
My mind was plagued with negative thoughts and emotions, which were trying to escape constantly.
The negative thoughts and emotions had been planted long ago and have now taken root, and the flame of negativity is now growing stronger.
Just like a match can light a fire, the negative thoughts in my brain can also do the same, causing pain and suffering.
I have no good memories to comfort me, only sadness and suffering.
I am afraid of being attacked and killed by the people who hate me, even in my sleep.
I wonder if I will survive through the night to see the light of the new day?
I ask God for forgiveness for my past mistakes and wrongdoings.
I am trying to face my problems and come out stronger and better.
The Lord knows I have tried my best, and I have witnessed violent deaths in my community.
Drive-by shootings have resulted in the loss of many lives, including innocent children.
I wonder why these tragedies are happening in my community as I walk around and see the devastation.
I am saddened as I look at the markings on the pavement where someone has been killed, and the only way I can deal with this pain is by getting high.
I understand that this isn't the kind of life that I want for myself, and I want to change it.
I want to change my life for the better.
I feel like there is no future for me, no matter how hard I try to change.
I am trapped in the cycle of crime and violence that exists in my community.
I am lost and confused about how to get out of this situation.
The alcohol has influenced me to act more recklessly and dangerously.
I have lost faith and become cynical about life recently.
I have been wanting to have children and start a family.
I want to see a better version of myself in my children, someone who isn't always involved in negative activities.
I don't fully trust my partner because of the negative influence of our environment.
My partner has also been affected by the negative influences of our environment, and I am hearing strange noises because of how paranoid I am.
I am paranoid that my partner is cheating on me with my friends, and I can't handle the stress anymore.
I am begging God to forgive me and let me into heaven when I die.
I have lost many friends and acquaintances to violence and death.
As a result of these losses, I have cried many tears and experienced a lot of sadness.
I have experienced a lot of pain and suffering throughout my life.
A.Bosconian
on So Many Tears
The lyrics of Tupac Shakur's song "So Many Tears" explore the themes of paranoia, pain, and death. The first verse of the song presents Tupac's fearlessness of men, but not of God. The rapper then describes his life growing up, where he felt like he was surrounded by misery but found a sense of identity and belonging in the Thug Life culture. He mourns the deaths of his friends, particularly Kato, who was murdered in the streets. Tupac questions to himself whether there is heaven for a "G" and reflects on the many homies who died; that are now in the cemetery.
In the second verse, Tupac reveals his struggles in the music industry, where he feels overwhelmed by the pressure and pain. He admits to being greedy and having a vision of dying young. Tupac requests God to free him from the pain and suffering he experiences in life. The final verse of the song sees Tupac lost, weary, and suicidal. He delves into his struggles with addiction, and he starts to hear voices and experience demons in his mind. Tupac desires to change, but he feels trapped in the game, and he is unsure of his lady's loyalty.
Overall, Tupac Shakur's "So Many Tears" is a poignant song that reflects the artist's tumultuous life and his struggles with death and paranoia. The lyrics also tackle the harsh realities of growing up in the ghetto and the impact that violence and loss have on the psyche of an individual.
Gabriel Benard Cote
on California Love - Original Mix (Explicit)
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