Holler If Ya Hear Me Version
2Pac Lyrics


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Ah yeah (uh)
Uh, uh (yeah)
Holla if ya hear me
Yeah (uh)

Here we go, turn it up, let's start
From block to block, we snatchin' hearts and jackin' marks
And the punk police can't fade me, and maybe
We can have peace someday, G
But right now I got my mind set up
Lookin' down the barrel of my nine, get up
'Cause it's time to make the payback fat
To my brothers on the block, better stay strapped, black
And accept no substitutes
I bring truth to the youth, tear the roof off the whole school
Oh no, I won't turn the other cheek
Case ya can't see us while we burn the other week, huh
Now we got him in a smash, blast
How long will it last 'til the poor get more cash?
Until then, raise up
Tell my young black males, blaze up
Life's a mess don't stress, test
I'm givin' but be thankful that you're livin', blessed
Much love to my brothers in the pen
See ya when they free ya, if not, when they shove me in
Once again it's an all out scrap
Keep your hands on ya gat, now ya boys watch ya back
'Cause in the alleys out in Cali I'ma tell ya
Mess with the best and the vest couldn't help ya
Scream, if ya feel me, see it clearly?
You're too near me

Holla if ya hear me (hard)
Tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
Tellin' you to hear it
Holla if ya hear me (hard)
Tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
Tellin' you to hear it
Holla if ya hear me (hard)
Tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
Tellin' you to hear it

Pump ya fists like this
Holla if ya hear me, pump, pump, if you're pissed
To the sell-outs, livin' it up
One way or another you'll be givin' it up, huh
I guess 'cause I'm black born
I'm supposed to say peace, sing songs, and get capped on
But it's time for a new plan, bam
I'll be swingin' like a one man, clan
Here we go, turn it up, don't stop
To my homies on the block gettin' dropped by cops
I'm still around for ya
Keepin' my sound underground for ya
And I'ma throw a change up
Quayle, like you never brought my name up, huh
Now my homies in the backstreets, the blackstreets
They feel me when they rollin' in they fat jeeps
This ain't just a rap song, a black song
Tellin' all my brothers, get they strap on
And look for me in the struggle
Hustlin' 'til other brothers bubble

Holla if ya hear me
Tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
Tellin' you to hear it
Holla if ya hear me (hard)
Tellin' you to hear it, the rebel (once you feel it)
Tellin' you to hear it (see it clearly)
Holla if ya hear me (hard)
Tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
Tellin' you to hear it
Holla if ya hear me
Tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
Tell-tellin' you to hear it
Holla if ya hear me

Will I quit? Will I quit?
They claim that I'm violent, but still I keep
Representin', never give up on a good thing
Wouldn't stop it if we could, it's a hood thing
And now I'm like a major threat
'Cause I remind you of the things you were made to forget
Bring the noise to all my boys
Know the real from the bustas and the decoys
And if ya hustle like a real G
Pump ya fists if ya feel me, holla if ya hear me
Learn to survive in the nine-tre'
I make rhyme pay, others make crime pay
Whatever it takes to live and stand
'Cause nobody else'll give a damn
So we live like caged beasts
Waitin' for the day to let the rage free
Still me 'till they kill me
I love it when they fear me

Holla if ya hear me
Tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
Tellin' you to hear it
Holla if ya hear me (hard)
Tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
Tellin' you to hear it (uh)
Holla if ya hear me (hard)
Tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
Tellin' you to hear it
Holla if ya hear me (hard)
Tellin' you to hear it, the rebel (once you feel it)
Tellin' you to hear it (see it clearly)
Holla if ya hear me (hard)
Tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
Tellin' you to hear it
Holla if ya hear me (hard)
Tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
Tell-tellin' you to hear it
Holla if ya hear me (hard)
Tellin' you to hear it, the rebel (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Tellin' you to hear it
Holla if ya hear me (hard)
Tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
Tellin' you to hear it (hard)
Tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
Tellin' you to hear it (hard)
Tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
Tellin' you to hear it (hard)

The rebel
(Tellin') hard
(Tellin' you) the rebel
Holla if ya hear me (hard)
The rebel
Holla if ya hear me (hard)
The rebel
Holla if ya hear me (hard)
The rebel
Holla if ya hear me (hard)
The rebel
Holla if ya hear me (hard)
The rebel
Holla if ya hear me (hard)
The rebel
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Holla if ya hear me (hard)
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Holla if ya hear me (hard)
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Holla if ya hear me (hard)
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The rebel
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Overall Meaning

The lyrics of 2Pac's "Holler If Ya Hear Me" are a call to action for black youth to take control of their lives and demand justice in a system that often oppresses them. The opening lines "Holla if ya hear me" are an invitation to those who are listening to join in the struggle. The verses speak to the realities of life in poor black neighborhoods, where violence, poverty, and police brutality are constants. 2Pac challenges the idea that black people should remain peaceful and sing songs in the face of oppression. Instead, he advocates for a new plan, where black people are armed and ready to fight back against those who would do them harm.


Throughout the song, 2Pac uses powerful imagery and metaphors to convey his message. He compares himself to a one-man clan, swinging through the streets, taking on all comers. He speaks of people living like caged beasts, waiting for the day to let their rage free. And he reminds his audience that they must hustle like real G's, always ready to fight for what they believe in. At the same time, he emphasizes that he is not advocating for senseless violence or destruction. Instead, he believes that the only way for black people to be truly free is to fight using all of the tools at their disposal, including education, organization, and physical force if necessary.


Overall, "Holler If Ya Hear Me" is a powerful call to action that asks listeners to join in the struggle for black liberation. It is a message that is just as relevant today as it was when the song was released in 1993.


Line by Line Meaning

Ah yeah (uh)
I'm hyping up the crowd, let's get it started


Uh, uh (yeah)
Crowd participation, let me hear you


Holla if ya hear me
If you feel what I'm saying, show me some love


Here we go, turn it up, let's start
We're about to kick off a new chapter


From block to block, we snatchin' hearts and jackin' marks
Taking over neighborhoods and taking from those who oppress us


And the punk police can't fade me, and maybe
I'm not afraid of the corrupt police, and perhaps one day we'll find peace


We can have peace someday, G
I dream of a future without violence


But right now I got my mind set up
But until then, I'm focused on my goals


Lookin' down the barrel of my nine, get up
I'm prepared for whatever comes my way


'Cause it's time to make the payback fat
It's time for retribution


To my brothers on the block, better stay strapped, black
Stay ready, stay armed, stay black


And accept no substitutes
Don't settle for less than you deserve


I bring truth to the youth, tear the roof off the whole school
I speak truth to the young generation, inspiring them to rebel against the system


Oh no, I won't turn the other cheek
I won't back down in the face of injustice


Case ya can't see us while we burn the other week, huh
In case you are blind to the destruction happening around you


Now we got him in a smash, blast
We have victory in our grasp


How long will it last 'til the poor get more cash?
When will the poverty cycle be broken?


Until then, raise up
Until then, keep fighting and raising your voice


Tell my young black males, blaze up
I encourage young black men to relax and enjoy life


Life's a mess don't stress, test
Life can be hard, but don't let it defeat you


I'm givin' but be thankful that you're livin', blessed
I give back to my community and I'm grateful for every day I'm alive


Much love to my brothers in the pen
I shout out to my brothers in prison


See ya when they free ya, if not, when they shove me in
I'll be there with you when you're released from jail, or when I'm incarcerated myself


Once again it's an all out scrap
Once again we're in a big fight


Keep your hands on ya gat, now ya boys watch ya back
Stay alert and keep your weapons close


'Cause in the alleys out in Cali I'ma tell ya
Because in the streets of California, it's dangerous


Mess with the best and the vest couldn't help ya
If you try to mess with me, even a bulletproof vest won't save you


Scream, if ya feel me, see it clearly?
Shout out if you understand and agree with me


You're too near me
I'm so close to you, you should be able to hear me


Pump ya fists like this
Pump up the energy


Holla if ya hear me, pump, pump, if you're pissed
Shout out if you relate, pump your fists if you're angry


To the sell-outs, livin' it up
To those who have betrayed the movement and are now living comfortably


One way or another you'll be givin' it up, huh
You will face consequences, either from us or from karma


I guess 'cause I'm black born
Because of my skin color, society expects me to be peaceful and stay silent


I'm supposed to say peace, sing songs, and get capped on
Society wants me to be submissive, make music, and let the violence continue


But it's time for a new plan, bam
I reject that mentality and choose to fight back


I'll be swingin' like a one man, clan
I'll be leading this fight on my own if I have to


Here we go, turn it up, don't stop
We're not slowing down, keep the energy up


To my homies on the block gettin' dropped by cops
Shout out to my friends who are being targeted and killed by police


I'm still around for ya
I'm still here to support you


Keepin' my sound underground for ya
I'm making music that speaks to you, not the mainstream


And I'ma throw a change up
I'm going to switch things up


Quayle, like you never brought my name up, huh
I'm not surprised that powerful people are trying to silence me


Now my homies in the backstreets, the blackstreets
My friends in the less fortunate areas understand my struggle


They feel me when they rollin' in they fat jeeps
They connect with me when they're cruising around in their fancy cars


This ain't just a rap song, a black song
This isn't just a song, it's a message for black people


Tellin' all my brothers, get they strap on
I'm telling my fellow black men to arm themselves


And look for me in the struggle
I'll be fighting alongside you


Hustlin' 'til other brothers bubble
I'm working hard and fighting until we all succeed


Will I quit? Will I quit?
Am I going to back down or stop? No


They claim that I'm violent, but still I keep
Even though I'm accused of being a troublemaker, I continue to fight for justice


Representin', never give up on a good thing
I represent the cause and never give up on what's right


Wouldn't stop it if we could, it's a hood thing
We wouldn't stop fighting even if we had the option, because we're from the hood


And now I'm like a major threat
My message is threatening to the establishment


'Cause I remind you of the things you were made to forget
I'm reminding society of the injustices they try to cover up


Bring the noise to all my boys
Let's make some noise, let's bring the energy


Know the real from the bustas and the decoys
Know who's really with the movement and who's just pretending


And if ya hustle like a real G
If you work hard like a real gangster


Pump ya fists if ya feel me, holla if ya hear me
Express your support by pumping your fists and shouting out


Learn to survive in the nine-tre'
Learn how to survive in the 1990s


I make rhyme pay, others make crime pay
I'm making a living through my music, not through crime like some others


Whatever it takes to live and stand
We have to do whatever it takes to survive and fight for our rights


'Cause nobody else'll give a damn
Because no one else will fight for us


So we live like caged beasts
We feel trapped and oppressed by society


Waitin' for the day to let the rage free
We're waiting for the day to take back what's rightfully ours


Still me 'till they kill me
I'll keep fighting until the day I die


I love it when they fear me
I find satisfaction in the fact that people are scared of me and my message




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Tupac Amaru Shakur, Kevin Rhames, Randy Walker, Christopher Walker, Barrett Strong, Norman Jesse Whitfield, George Jr. Clinton, Garry Marshall Shider, David Chung Spradley

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Lyrics

… Ah yeah, holler if ya' hear me, yeah

… Here we go, turn it up, let's start
From block to block, we snatchin' hearts and jackin' marks
And the punk police can't fade me, and maybe
We can have peace someday G
But right now I got my mind set up
Lookin' down the barrel of my nine, get up
'Cause it's time to make the payback fat
To my brothers on the block, better stay strapped, black
And accept no substitutes
I bring truth to the youth, tear the roof off the whole school
Oh no, I won't turn the other cheek
In case ya can't see us while we burn the other week
Now we got him in a smash, blast
How long will it last 'til the po' gettin mo' cash
Until then, raise up
Tell my young black males, blaze up
Life's a mess, don't stress, test
I'm givin but be thankful that you're livin, blessed
Much love to my brothers in the pen
See ya when I free ya if not when they shove me in

… Once again it's an all out scrap
Keep your hands on ya gat, and now ya boys watch ya back
'Cause in the alleys out in Cali I'ma tell ya
Mess with the best and the vest couldn't help ya
Scream, if ya feel me, see it clearly?
You're too near me

… Holler if ya hear me
Hard, tellin you to hear it, the rebel
Tellin' you to hear it
Holler if ya hear me
Hard, tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
Tellin' you to hear it
Holler if ya hear me
Hard, tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
Tellin' you to hear it

… Pump ya fists like this
Holler if ya hear me (pump pump) if you're pissed
To the sell-outs, livin' it up
One way or another you'll be givin it up, huh
I guess 'cause I'm black born
I'm supposed to say peace, sing songs, and get capped on
But it's time for a new plan, bam
I'll be swingin like a one man, clan
Here we go, turn it up, don't stop
To my homies on the block gettin' dropped by cops
I'm still around for ya
Keepin' my sound underground for ya
And I'ma throw a change up
Quayle, like you never brought my name up
Now my homies in the backstreets, the blackstreets
They fell me when they rollin' in they fat Jeeps
This ain't just a rap song, a black song
Tellin' all my brothers, get they strap on
And look for me in the struggle
Hustlin 'til other brothers bubble

… Holler if ya hear me
Hard, tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
Tellin' you to hear it
Holler if ya hear me
Hard, tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
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… Holler if ya hear me
Hard, tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
Tellin' you to hear it
Holler if ya hear me
Hard, tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
Tellin' you to hear it

… Will I quit, will I quit?
They claim that I'm violent, but still I keep
Representin', never give up, on a good thing
Wouldn't stop it if we could, it's a hood thing
And now I'm like a major threat
'Cause I remind you of the things you were made to forget
Bring the noise, to all my boys
Know the real from the bustas and the decoys
And if ya hustle like a real G
Pump ya fists if ya feel me, holler if ya hear me
Learn to survive in the nine-tre'
I make rhyme pay, others make crime pay
Whatever it takes to live and stand
'Cause nobody else'll give a damn

… So we live like caged beasts
Waitin' for the day to let the rage free
Still me, 'till they kill me
I love it when they fear me

… Holler if ya hear me
Tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
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Holler if ya hear me
Hard, tellin' you to hear it, the rebel
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