Black Cotton
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Black cotton
Black cotton
Black cotton, a symbol for unrewarded struggle
Time for a little gospel tale
Ghetto gospel that is, listen
Rotten black cotton in God's eyes
Speak
Black cotton
Steady stressin', Smith and Wessons, count my blessings
Class is in session, the worst question is the first question
Why do we work like slaves, sweatin' blades to an early grave
Never got paid but still we slave (in the nine trey)
Answer that, then answer this too
Love's gonna get ya, you know it's true, life's a bitch true
You best to backtrack and try to act Black and live
Not to be phony and positive but why be negative?
What's the matter, G? Black cat, got your tongue?
Fat track got you sprung, now your hung (do ya feel me?)
Dum-dum-diddy, is it me?
Attempt to reach each and every brother on the streets
If not peace, then at least, let's get a piece
I'm tired of seeing bodies on the streets deceased
Lookin' through my high school yearbook
Reminiscin' of the tears as the years took
One homie, two homie, three homies, poof
We used to have troops but now there's no more youth to shoot
God come save the misbegotten
Lost ghetto souls of black cotton (in God's eyes)

Nobody don't care
(No matter how hard I try, look to the sky, and I ask God why)
Nobody don't care
(Seems like my dreams, drowned in by screams, no answer to my questions)
Nobody don't care
(Feels like I'm pressed, why do I stress? It's like I'm being tested)
Nobody don't care
(Seems like my prayers vanish to thin air, please answer my questions)
Nobody don't care

In the belly of the beast, I'm bubbling up (uh-huh)
Running out of luck, 'bout to self destruct (uh-huh)
Old heads said live your life like such
It's sure to catch up with you one day, boy
I wouldn't listen to 'em
Your power movement was cool
But it ain't fix nothin'
So I just go with what I know
I don't trust none
Look what the 80s did
To us baby kids
And now we grown up
Nobody ain't want us

Black cotton, I'm plottin' on what they owe me
I'm workin' without a profit
They shacklin' all my homies
I'm hurtin' but keep it mob and it's irkin'
And we ain't stop, it's curtains
You try to rise and certainly we survive as Outlaw Riders
What's the reward for a struggler?
If the lord loving us then why they hate to see us comin' up?
Running up, gun cocked, black mask and gloves
If you ain't got it, pay me mind and blood, no love
Waitin' for my forty acres and a blunt to blaze
Biblical times, good hearts with militant minds
For black cotton, I'm hoppin' over enemy lines
For black cotton, I ain't stoppin' 'til they giving me mine

Black cotton (nobody don't care)
(No matter how hard I try, look to the sky, and I ask God why)
Nobody don't care
(Seems like my dreams, drowned in by screams, no answer to my questions)
Nobody don't care
(Feels like I'm pressed, why do I stress? It's like I'm being tested)
Nobody don't care
(Seems like my prayers vanish to thin air, please answer my questions)
Nobody don't care
(No matter how hard I try, look to the sky, and I ask God why)
Nobody don't care
(Seems like my dreams, drowned in by screams, no answer to my questions)
Nobody don't care
(Feels like I'm pressed, why do I stress? It's like I'm being tested)
Nobody don't care
(Seems like my prayers vanish to thin air, please answer my questions)
Nobody don't care

My mama told me there'd be days like this (black cotton)
(Rotten black cotton in God's eyes)
My mama told me there'd be days like this (black cotton)
(Rotten black cotton in God's eyes)
My mama told me there'd be days like this (black cotton)
(Rotten black cotton in God's eyes)




(Rotten black cotton in God's eyes)
Black cotton

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Black Cotton" by Tupac Shakur are a commentary on the systemic racism and oppression faced by African Americans. The song uses "black cotton" as a metaphor for the struggle of Black people in America, and the lyrics describe how this struggle is often unrewarded and unrecognized. The song also tackles themes of poverty, violence, and faith.


The first verse opens with the line, "Steady stressin', Smith and Wessons, count my blessings," which sets the tone for the rest of the song. Tupac reflects on the hard work and dedication that Black people put into their lives but without reaping the benefits that they are rightfully owed. He cites the phrase, "Love's gonna get ya," as a reminder that love can often be a double-edged sword, and life can be unpredictable.


The chorus of "Black Cotton" repeats the line, "Nobody don't care," emphasizing the feelings of hopelessness and frustration faced by Black people in America. Tupac urges listeners not to give up and to keep fighting for justice, even when it seems like no one is listening.


Overall, "Black Cotton" is a powerful statement about the struggles of Black people in America, and the song serves as a reminder that there is still much work to be done to create a more just and equitable society.


Line by Line Meaning

Black cotton
This phrase is repeated throughout the song and represents the struggles that African Americans endure, symbolized by cotton as it was historically linked to slavery.


Black cotton, a symbol for unrewarded struggle
The phrase references how black cotton has always been associated with the long-standing and ongoing struggle of African Americans that has yet to receive proper recognition.


Time for a little gospel tale
This line is an introduction to the story that is about to unfold, specifically a gospel story that highlights the realities of life in the ghetto.


Ghetto gospel that is, listen
This line is a call to the listener to pay attention as the lyrics are about to dive into the harsh realities of life in the ghetto.


Rotten black cotton in God's eyes
God sees the struggles of African Americans represented by black cotton as being rotten or unjust, highlighting the need for change.


Speak
This line is a call to action for the listener to speak up and address the injustices faced by African Americans.


Steady stressin', Smith and Wessons, count my blessings
This line reflects the daily struggles in the ghetto, where people are constantly under stress and have to rely on guns for protection. Despite this, the singer is counting their blessings, implying that they remain hopeful despite the hardships.


Class is in session, the worst question is the first question
This line represents a metaphor for the tough and unfair nature of life, where the worst question (life's difficulties) often comes first.


Why do we work like slaves, sweatin' blades to an early grave
This line highlights the harsh reality of African Americans being forced to work hard and tirelessly without proper compensation, leading to exhaustion and ultimately an early death.


Never got paid but still we slave (in the nine trey)
Despite working hard, African Americans still often do not receive fair compensation, leading to a continual cycle of slavery that still exists in the 1990s, represented by the 'nine trey' or 1993.


Answer that, then answer this too, love's gonna get ya, you know it's true, life's a bitch true
This line is an appeal to address the injustices of life and how, despite trying to fight back, love or the desire for change will eventually catch up, despite life remaining difficult.


You best to backtrack and try to act Black and live, not to be phony and positive but why be negative?
This line implores the listener to acknowledge and embrace their blackness and try to live their best life despite harsh conditions. It also questions why we should ever choose negativity over positivity.


What's the matter, G? Black cat, got your tongue?
This line is a challenge to those who remain silent about the injustices of African Americans. It asks why people are so quiet and implies that this silence makes them complicit in the ongoing struggles.


Fat track got you sprung, now you're hung (do ya feel me?)
This line is a play on words, where a 'fat track' or great song has gotten listeners excited and 'hung'. The line then asks if the listener understands the message of the song.


Dum-dum-diddy, is it me?
This phrase is a play on sounds and asks if the listener truly understands the point of the song.


Attempt to reach each and every brother on the streets
This line is a call to reach out to African Americans who are struggling on the streets, showing the desire to help and instigate change.


If not peace, then at least, let's get a piece
This line implies that if peace cannot be achieved, let's at least work on getting a portion of the success and recognition that has been denied to African Americans.


I'm tired of seeing bodies on the streets deceased
This line reflects the exhaustion felt at the prevalence of violence in the ghetto and the need for change to stop seeing so many people killed.


Reminiscin' of the tears as the years took, one homie, two homie, three homies, poof
This line references the lost lives of friends in the ghetto and the grief felt for those who have been lost over the years.


We used to have troops but now there's no more youth to shoot
This line echoes the theme of the loss of young lives, where there used to be groups of people to fight for change, but now the youth have been killed or imprisoned.


God come save the misbegotten, lost ghetto souls of black cotton (in God's eyes)
This line appeals to God to help fix the injustices and save the lost souls of African Americans represented by black cotton.


Nobody don't care (no matter how hard I try, look to the sky, and I ask God why)
This line implies that no one seems to care or address the struggles of African Americans, leading to feelings of hopelessness and unanswered prayers.


Feels like I'm pressed, why do I stress? It's like I'm being tested
This line reflects the stressful and difficult life in the ghetto and the feeling of being constantly tested, with no end in sight.


In the belly of the beast, I'm bubbling up, running out of luck, 'bout to self destruct
This line refers to the difficult life in the ghetto and how the artist is barely holding on, at risk of destruction from the harsh realities of their surroundings.


It's sure to catch up with you one day, boy, I wouldn't listen to 'em
This line reflects the idea of living life dangerously, where the actions you take will eventually catch up to you, despite ignoring advice to the contrary.


Your power movement was cool, but it ain't fix nothin',
This line implies that despite working hard to create change and a power movement, nothing has actually changed in the ghetto.


So I just go with what I know, I don't trust none
This line reflects a sense of mistrust in the world and the need to rely on what one knows to survive.


Look what the 80s did to us baby kids, and now we grown up
This line reflects on the damaging impact of the 1980s on the youth of the ghetto and how they have grown up with many struggles and hardships.


Black cotton, I'm plottin' on what they owe me, I'm workin' without a profit, they shacklin' all my homies
This line reflects a sense of injustice at the lack of fair compensation for hard work, with African Americans feeling shackled and held back by the system, leading to anger and frustration.


What's the reward for a struggler? If the lord loving us then why they hate to see us comin' up?
This line highlights the lack of reward for working hard and striving for change in the ghetto, despite the belief that God loves everyone equally. It questions why those who work hard are often held back.


Waitin' for my forty acres and a blunt to blaze, biblical times, good hearts with militant minds
This line references the long history of African American struggles and the hope for recognition with the reward of 'forty acres', a reference to the promise of land after the abolition of slavery. It also references good intentions and a willingness to fight for change.


For black cotton, I'm hoppin' over enemy lines, for black cotton, I ain't stoppin' 'til they giving me mine
These lines reflect an unyielding determination to fight for the recognition of the struggles of African Americans represented by black cotton. The artist is willing to cross lines and keep fighting until change is made.


My mama told me there'd be days like this (black cotton) (rotten black cotton in God's eyes)
This line reflects the idea that life is not easy, with black cotton representing the struggles faced by African Americans. God sees these struggles as rotten or unjust.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Dana Elizabeth Smith, Deon Evans, Katari T. Cox, Luis Edgardo Resto, Marshall B. III Mathers, Rufus Lee Cooper, Steven Lee King, Tupac Amaru Shakur

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Lyrics used in this version all together:


Black Cotton
Steady stressin' Smith and Wessons count my blessin's
Class is in session the worst question is the first question
Why do we work like slaves sweatin' blades to an early grave
Never got paid but still we slave (In the nine tre')
Answer that then answer this too-
Loves gonna get ya you know it's true life's a b** true
You best to backtrack and try to act black and live
Not to be phony and positive but why be negative?
What's the matter G? Black cat got your tongue
Fat track gotcha sprung now your hung (Do ya feel me?)
Dumb dumb diddy is it me?
Attempt to reach each and every brother on the streets
If not peace then at least let's get a piece
I'm tired of seeing bodies on the streets- deceased
Lookin' through my high school yearbook
Reminiscin' of the tears as the years took
One homie, two homie, three homies, poof!
We used to have troops but now there's no more youth to shoot
God come save the misbegotten
Lost ghetto souls of Black Cotton (In God's eyes)

Is it, money or women to funny beginnings, tragic endings
I can make a million and still not get enough of spending
And since my life is based on sinnin', I'm hell bound
Rather be buried than be worried, livin' held down
My game plan to be trained and, military
Mind of a Thug Lord, sittin' in the cemetery
Caught, I've been lost since my adolescence, callin to Jesus
Ballin' as a youngster, wonderin' if he sees us
Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes
Livin' in jail, this is hell, enemies die
Wonder when we all pass is anybody listenin?
Got my, hands on my semi shotty, everybody's bitchin'
Please God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some shit, to any stupid bitches don't fight

Murderous mind state,
Can't keep my nine straight,
Sippin' on this Hennessy, waiting for the time to break,
Show up and motherfuckas bow down, recognize
Westside, Death Row, Outlaw, Ridaz,
Untouchable mob of pistol packers,
Well-known felons labeled for 'drug-selling merciless jackers',
Forever buzz, roll with thugs and dogs,
Commence the letting off rounds, then escape in the fog,
Who wants to see me solo?
Catch Makaveli while he sleeping,
My mini fourteen murdering niggaz while they creepin', (Uh)
Duck cause you ass out,
Drink 'til you pass out,
Ain't scared to die, drunk driving in my glass house,
Niggas is under me,
They bitches come to me,
They heard the stories nigga, now they wanna really see,
Bomb First, my motto, it's fully guaranteed,
Niggas is playa haters, label them my enemies,
I'm dumpin'


Pac never dies



@UlkumenBirdal

lyrics

Black Cotton
Steady stressin' Smith and Wessons count my blessin's
Class is in session the worst question is the first question
Why do we work like slaves sweatin' blades to an early grave
Never got paid but still we slave (In the nine tre')
Answer that then answer this too-
Loves gonna get ya you know it's true life's a b** true
You best to backtrack and try to act black and live
Not to be phony and positive but why be negative?
What's the matter G? Black cat got your tongue
Fat track gotcha sprung now your hung (Do ya feel me?)
Dumb dumb diddy is it me?
Attempt to reach each and every brother on the streets
If not peace then at least let's get a piece
I'm tired of seeing bodies on the streets- deceased
Lookin' through my high school yearbook
Reminiscin' of the tears as the years took
One homie, two homie, three homies, poof!
We used to have troops but now there's no more youth to shoot
God come save the misbegotten
Lost ghetto souls of Black Cotton (In God's eyes)

Is it, money or women to funny beginnings, tragic endings
I can make a million and still not get enough of spending
And since my life is based on sinnin', I'm hell bound
Rather be buried than be worried, livin' held down
My game plan to be trained and, military
Mind of a Thug Lord, sittin' in the cemetery
Caught, I've been lost since my adolescence, callin to Jesus
Ballin' as a youngster, wonderin' if he sees us
Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes
Livin' in jail, this is hell, enemies die
Wonder when we all pass is anybody listenin?
Got my, hands on my semi shotty, everybody's bitchin'
Please God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some shit, to any stupid bitches don't fight

Robbin' Black Cotton in God's eyes

Murderous mind state,
Can't keep my nine straight,
Sippin' on this Hennessy, waiting for the time to break,
Show up and motherfuckas bow down, recognize
Westside, Death Row, Outlaw, Ridaz,
Untouchable mob of pistol packers,
Well-known felons labeled for 'drug-selling merciless jackers',
Forever buzz, roll with thugs and dogs,
Commence the letting off rounds, then escape in the fog,
Who wants to see me solo?
Catch Makaveli while he sleeping,
My mini fourteen murdering niggaz while they creepin', (Uh)
Duck cause you ass out,
Drink 'til you pass out,
Ain't scared to die, drunk driving in my glass house,
Niggas is under me,
They bitches come to me,
They heard the stories nigga, now they wanna really see,
Bomb First, my motto, it's fully guaranteed,
Niggas is playa haters, label them my enemies,
I'm dumpin'



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@kryptic6563

Lets all be honest. 2 Pac was far ahead for his time...

@abdullahsandhu4623

Facts bruv

@abdullahkhair8853

so ahead of his time he knew about his "death"

@thegrimreaper5104

Abdullah Khair Damm i felt that one..

@saltycajun6481

Yes would have loved to see Pac , and slipknot mix it up.

@youloco

@@abdullahkhair8853 the fuck you mean "death" you chode stfu and pay respect to one of the best rappers of all time

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@thodwrhsgabrihlidhs7480

when a mix of 2pac its better than 2019 all rap albums

@sleeppartyperson

Implying all 2019 songs/albums are trash means you've been sleeping on a ton of talent mate

@thodwrhsgabrihlidhs7480

ok sorry i will go check a song of mgk ....thats the music brah!!!! yeaa!!!!

@sebastianazulay1151

That part !!!

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