The track was produced by Dat Nigga Daz (who now goes by Daz Dillinger) and samples the song "A Dream" by DeBarge. The song was recorded the same day 2Pac was released from prison, and was the second song he recorded when he came out ("Ambitionz Az a Ridah" being the first).The single was released two days after 2Pac's death. As so, by the time this single was released, 2Pac had already finished recording his next album, The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory. It has been labeled by many one of the best songs on "All Eyez on Me" and one of the greatest in 2Pac's career. The song also appeared on 2Pac's Greatest Hits album. Another song on the CD single proved to be popular among fans. "Heartz of Men" appeared on 4 of 2Pac's albums, compared to 3 for "I Ain't Mad at Cha". These include: All Eyez on Me, 2Pac Live, 2Pac's Greatest Hits, and a remixed version on Nu-Mixx Klazzics. A remix was made of Rihanna's "We Ride" to include elements of "I Ain't Mad at Cha". R&B group BLACKstreet also used the identical keyboard tune in "Don't Leave Me" off of their Another Level album. The track sampled Children of the Corn's "American Dream". On the clean version there is a fourth verse, whereas on the album version there is only 3.
For the video the whole song was re-recorded with a live band. Featuring horns and strings Kevyn Lewis commissioned a band featuring Cornelius Mims, Warryn Campbell, Priest, Ricky Rouse, and Darryl Crooks to replay the track. The new track was recorded at Can-am Studio by Conley Abrams, it was mixed at Larrabee North by Abrams. It was shot weeks before 2Pac's death.
The music video begins with 2Pac and a friend of his (Bokeem Woodbine) leaving a hotel party at night. While waiting for someone to arrive a hooded man comes up, pulls out a handgun, and starts shooting in their direction. As 2Pac pushes them out of the way, he gets hit by at least one bullet. In the ambulance his body gives in and he passes away. As an angel he goes back to Earth and watches his friend as he struggles through the next days away from his friend. While this is going on 2Pac is shown rapping to his friend, (who can't see or hear him) and at an elegant party in Heaven. Look-alikes of many deceased entertainers are revealed to be playing the beat in the party, featuring (among others), Redd Foxx, Jimi Hendrix, Bob Marley, Nat King Cole, Miles Davis, Marvin Gaye, Billie Holiday, Florence Ballard, Sammy Davis Jr., and Louis Armstrong. Danny Boy is also present in Heaven as an angel.
In the censored version, the third verse of the song is completely replaced with new lyrics which talk about the struggles of living, God, and life after death. The video ends with the words "Dedicated to Mutulu Shakur and Geronimo Pratt" appearing on the screen. These individuals are 2Pac's stepfather and godfather, respectively. The music video was voted #33 on the "MTV Top 100 of 1996" ranking music videos. The concept of the video (showing 2Pac's death and him being on Earth as an angel) was used as evidence by many who believed in the 7 Day Theory that Tupac is still alive. The music video is available on the edition of Tupac: Live at the House of Blues and it was the last music video to be made in Tupac's lifetime.
I Ain't Mad at Cha
2Pac Lyrics
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I guess change is good for any of us
Whatever it take for any of y'all niggas to get up out the hood
Shit, I'm witcha, I ain't mad at cha
Got nothin' but love for ya, do your thing, boy
Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
I'ma send this one out for y'all, kna' mean?
Heard y'all tearin' up shit out there, kickin' up dust
Givin' a motherfuck
Yeah, niggas (mad at cha)
'Cause I ain't mad at cha
Now we was once two niggas of the same kind
Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line
You was just a little smaller but you still rolled
Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swole
'Member when you had a Jheri Curl, didn't quite learn
On the block, witcha Glock, trippin' off sherm
Collect calls to the till, sayin' how ya changed
Oh, you a Muslim now, no more dope game
Heard you might be comin' home, just got bail
Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail
I seems I lost my little homie, he's a changed man
Hit the pen' and now no sinnin' is the game plan
When I talk about money, all you see is the struggle
When I tell you I'm livin' large, you tell me it's trouble
Congratulations on the weddin', I hope your wife know
She got a playa for life, and that's no bullshittin'
I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
And I can see us after school, we'd bomb
On the first motherfucker with the wrong shit on
Now the whole shit's changed, and we don't even kick it
Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it
Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker that
Go toe-to-toe when it's time for roll, you got a brother's back
And I can't even trip, 'cause I'm just laughin' at cha
You tryin' hard to maintain, then go 'head
'Cause I ain't mad at cha
(Hmm) (I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad, at cha (I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad, at cha
We used to be like distant cousins, fightin', playin' dozens
Whole neighborhood buzzin', knowin', that we wasn't
Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
I'm gettin' blitzed and I reminisce on all the times we shared
Besides bumpin' and grindin', wasn't nothin' on our mind
In time we learned to live a life of crime
Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know
I caught a felony lovin' the way the guns blow
And even though we separated, you said that you'd wait
Don't give nobody no coochie while I be locked upstate
I kiss my mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes
Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's arrived
Don't shed a tear, 'cause mama I ain't happy here
I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
They got me goin' mad, I'm knockin' busters on they backs
In my cell, thinkin, "Hell, I know one day I'll be back"
As soon as I touch down
I told my girl I'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down
The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughin' at cha
'Cause you's a down-ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha
I ain't, mad, at cha (I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad, at cha (a true down-ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha)
Well, guess who's movin' up? This nigga's ballin' now
Bitches be callin' to get it, hookers keep fallin' down
He went from nothin' to lots, ten karats to rock
Went from a nobody nigga to the big, man on the block
He's Mister Local Celebrity, addicted to move a key
Most hated by enemy, escape in the luxury
See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made
Now we gotta slay you while you faded, in the younger days
So full of pain while the weapons blaze
Gettin' so high off that bomb, hopin' we make it, to the better days
'Cause crime pays, and in time
You'll find a rhyme'll blaze
You'll feel the fire from the niggas in my younger days
So many changed on me, so many tried to plot
That I keep a Glock beside my head, when will it stop?
'Til God return me to my essence
'Cause even as a adolescent, I refuse to be a convalescent
So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still down
I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now?
They got so much to say, but I'm just laughin' at cha
You niggas just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha (I)
I ain't, mad at cha (and I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't mad (hell nah I ain't mad at cha) at cha
I ain't, mad at cha (and I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad at cha (I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad at cha, no
I ain't mad at cha
In the song "I Ain't Mad At Cha," 2Pac (Tupac Shakur) expresses his willingness to let go of the past and move on. He understands that change is sometimes necessary for growth, and he encourages his old friends to pursue their dreams even if it means leaving their neighborhood. He reminisces about the ups and downs of their friendship, acknowledges the mistakes they made, and celebrates the moments they shared. Tupac's verse paints a picture of two boys who grew up together, got involved in the drug game, and went their separate ways after one of them went to prison. Even though they have different lives now, 2Pac still has love for his friend and appreciates the bond they had.
Tupac's message is one of peace, understanding, and acceptance. He recognizes that his old friend has changed, but that doesn't mean he's angry or resentful. On the contrary, he respects his friend's decision to be a better person and wishes him nothing but success. The overall tone of the song is bittersweet, as 2Pac acknowledges the passage of time and the loss of innocence, but also looks forward to a brighter future.
Line by Line Meaning
Change, shit
Change, can be difficult and uncomfortable
I guess change is good for any of us
I suppose change can be beneficial for all of us
Whatever it take for any of y'all niggas to get up out the hood
Whatever it takes for any of you to escape the struggles of the neighborhood
Shit, I'm witcha, I ain't mad at cha
Well, I'm with you, I don't hold any grudges against you
Got nothin' but love for ya, do your thing, boy
I have nothing but love for you, go ahead and pursue your dreams, my friend
Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
Yes, this goes out to all my friends I haven't spoken to in a long time
I'ma send this one out for y'all, kna' mean?
I dedicate this song to all of you, you know what I'm sayin'?
'Cause I ain't mad at cha
Because I hold no resentment against any of you
Heard y'all tearin' up shit out there, kickin' up dust
I heard you guys are causing mayhem, stirring up trouble
Givin' a motherfuck
Not giving a damn about the consequences
Yeah, niggas (mad at cha)
Yeah, other people are mad at you
'Cause I ain't mad at cha
But I don't hold any anger towards you
Now we was once two niggas of the same kind
We used to be two individuals who shared a lot in common
Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line
We were both quick to approach women with the same smooth talk
You was just a little smaller but you still rolled
You were younger and smaller, but you still hung around with us
Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swole
You got sent to Youth Authority and returned to the neighborhood tougher
'Member when you had a Jheri Curl, didn't quite learn
Remember when you had that Jheri Curl hairstyle, but you hadn't yet learned important lessons
On the block, witcha Glock, trippin' off sherm
You used to hang out on the streets with your gun, getting high on PCP
Collect calls to the till, sayin' how ya changed
You would make phone calls from prison, talking about how you've changed
Oh, you a Muslim now, no more dope game
Oh, you've converted to Islam and left behind the drug dealing lifestyle
Heard you might be comin' home, just got bail
I heard you might be getting released from jail, just posted bail
Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail
You want to attend the Mosque, not pursue women
I seems I lost my little homie, he's a changed man
It seems like I lost my close friend, he's a completely different person now
Hit the pen' and now no sinnin' is the game plan
You went to prison and now your game plan is to avoid committing any sins
When I talk about money, all you see is the struggle
When I talk about wealth, all you perceive is the hardship I faced to achieve it
When I tell you I'm livin' large, you tell me it's trouble
When I inform you that I am successful, you warn me that it will lead to problems
Congratulations on the weddin', I hope your wife know
Congratulations on your wedding, I hope your wife understands
She got a playa for life, and that's no bullshittin'
She has a loyal partner for life, and I'm not just saying that
I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember
I know we've drifted apart, you probably don't recall
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
I used to have a strong desire for your sister, but I never pursued a sexual relationship with her
And I can see us after school, we'd bomb
I can envision us after school, wreaking havoc and causing trouble
On the first motherfucker with the wrong shit on
Targeting the first person who was dressed inappropriately or acting disrespectfully
Now the whole shit's changed, and we don't even kick it
Now everything has completely changed, and we don't even hang out together anymore
Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it
I have a lucrative plan to make money, but you're not involved or interested
Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker that
Hmm, I always knew deep down that you were the same person who
Go toe-to-toe when it's time for roll, you got a brother's back
Would stand up and fight alongside me when it's necessary, you have my support
And I can't even trip, 'cause I'm just laughin' at cha
And I can't even be upset, because I find it amusing
You tryin' hard to maintain, then go 'head
You're making a strong effort to keep going, then go ahead
'Cause I ain't mad at cha
Because I don't hold any anger towards you
(Hmm) (I ain't mad at cha)
(Hmm) (I don't hold any anger towards you)
I ain't, mad, at cha (I ain't mad at cha)
I am not angry at you
I ain't, mad, at cha
I am not angry at you
We used to be like distant cousins, fightin', playin' dozens
We used to be like distant relatives, engaging in playful fights and exchanging insults
Whole neighborhood buzzin', knowin', that we wasn't
The entire neighborhood was aware that we had a close friendship
Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
People used to see us hanging out on the roof or hiding behind the stairs
I'm gettin' blitzed and I reminisce on all the times we shared
I'm getting intoxicated and reflecting on all the moments we had together
Besides bumpin' and grindin', wasn't nothin' on our mind
Aside from engaging in physical intimacy, we didn't have any other concerns
In time we learned to live a life of crime
Over time, we became accustomed to a life filled with illegal activities
Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know
Take us back to a time when we were too young to fully understand
I caught a felony lovin' the way the guns blow
I ended up with a criminal record because I enjoyed the thrill of gun violence
And even though we separated, you said that you'd wait
Even though we went our separate ways, you promised that you would wait for me
Don't give nobody no coochie while I be locked upstate
Don't engage in sexual relationships with anyone while I am incarcerated
I kiss my mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes
I said goodbye to my mother, comforting her and wiping away her tears of loneliness
Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's arrived
I assured her that I will come back, but first, I have to face the consequences of my actions
Don't shed a tear, 'cause mama I ain't happy here
Don't cry, mother, because I'm not content in this place
I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
I'm going through the legal process, no more happiness for a few years
They got me goin' mad, I'm knockin' busters on they backs
They have driven me to insanity, retaliating against my enemies
In my cell, thinkin, "Hell, I know one day I'll be back"
In my prison cell, thinking to myself, "Damn, I know one day I'll return here"
As soon as I touch down
Once I am released from prison
I told my girl I'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down
I assured my girlfriend that I will be with her, so get ready for some intimate moments
The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughin' at cha
My friends want to hang out, but I find it amusing
'Cause you's a down-ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha
Because you're a loyal and supportive woman, and I don't hold any anger towards you
Well, guess who's movin' up? This nigga's ballin' now
Well, guess who's succeeding? I am now wealthy and successful
Bitches be callin' to get it, hookers keep fallin' down
Women are calling me for sexual encounters, prostitutes are constantly available
He went from nothin' to lots, ten karats to rock
He went from being poor to having a lot of wealth, wearing a ten-carat diamond
Went from a nobody nigga to the big, man on the block
He went from being an insignificant person to becoming the most prominent figure in the neighborhood
He's Mister Local Celebrity, addicted to move a key
He has become a well-known local celebrity, addicted to selling drugs
Most hated by enemy, escape in the luxury
He is the most despised by his adversaries, enjoying a life of luxury
See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made
At first, you were one of us, but now that you've become successful, the decision is made
Now we gotta slay you while you faded, in the younger days
Now we have to kill you while you're vulnerable and caught up in your past
So full of pain while the weapons blaze
Feeling so much pain as the guns fire
Gettin' so high off that bomb, hopin' we make it, to the better days
Getting intoxicated on drugs, hoping we survive long enough to reach better times
'Cause crime pays, and in time
Because engaging in illegal activities brings financial gain, and eventually
You'll find a rhyme'll blaze
You'll discover that my lyrics will ignite a fire
You'll feel the fire from the niggas in my younger days
You'll experience the intensity of the passion and aggression I had in my youth
So many changed on me, so many tried to plot
So many people turned against me, so many attempted to scheme against me
That I keep a Glock beside my head, when will it stop?
To the point that I keep a gun next to my head, wondering when all of this will end?
'Til God return me to my essence
Only when God takes me back to my true self
'Cause even as a adolescent, I refuse to be a convalescent
Because even as a young person, I refuse to be weak and helpless
So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still down
I face so many inquiries, people asking if I am still loyal and committed
I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now?
Because I've risen out of the impoverished neighborhood, am I no longer authentic?
They got so much to say, but I'm just laughin' at cha
They have so much to say about me, but I find it amusing
You niggas just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha (I)
You guys simply don't understand, but I hold no anger towards you (I)
I ain't, mad, at cha (and I ain't mad at cha)
I am not angry at you
I ain't mad (hell nah I ain't mad at cha) at cha
I'm not mad (hell no, I'm not angry with you) at you
I ain't, mad, at cha (and I ain't mad at cha)
I am not angry at you
I ain't, mad, at cha (I ain't mad at cha)
I am not angry at you
I ain't, mad, at cha, no
I am not angry at you, no
I ain't mad at cha
I am not angry at you
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Written by: Delmar Arnaud, Danny Steward, Tupac Shakur, Etterlene Jordan
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@acenturyofblackmusic1655
Father forgive us for livin' while all my homies stuck in prison
Barely breathin' believin' that the world is a prism
It's like a ghetto we can never leave
A broken rose givin' bloom through the cracks of the concrete
So many other things for us to see
Things to be, our history so full of tragedy and misery
To all my homies never made it home
The dead peers I shed tattooed tears for, when I'm alone
Picture us inside a ghetto heaven, a place to rest
Findin' peace through this land of stress
In my chest I feel pain come in sudden storms
Life full of rain in this game watch for lead thorns
Our unborn never got to grow, never got to see what's next
In this world full of countless threats
I beg God, to make a way for our ghetto kids to breathe
Show us sign, make us all believe.
@lejatoproductions520
I never told you that I love you.
I was angry about all the pain that you put this family through.
Now that you are no longer here,
I want you near.
I wish I could see you one last time.
The heavy burden of regret weighs on my mind.
What if we would have reconciled?
I would do anything to make you proud, and to see you smile.
Looking back on my childhood,
you weren't near the perfect parent.
But you tried so hard to be the best father you could be.
I pray that God would have mercy over your soul.
May He embrace you with open arms and love.
We never had much of a father and son relationship,
hopefully, we can have that in the heavens above.
I am tired of crying so many tears because I miss you.
I wish you were here.
@acenturyofblackmusic1655
Father forgive us for livin' while all my homies stuck in prison
Barely breathin' believin' that the world is a prism
It's like a ghetto we can never leave
A broken rose givin' bloom through the cracks of the concrete
So many other things for us to see
Things to be, our history so full of tragedy and misery
To all my homies never made it home
The dead peers I shed tattooed tears for, when I'm alone
Picture us inside a ghetto heaven, a place to rest
Findin' peace through this land of stress
In my chest I feel pain come in sudden storms
Life full of rain in this game watch for lead thorns
Our unborn never got to grow, never got to see what's next
In this world full of countless threats
I beg God, to make a way for our ghetto kids to breathe
Show us sign, make us all believe.
@ULIEINTOME
One if his best versus of all in my opinion... we need him right now RIP TUPAC SHAKUR
@haymaola9588
ULIEINTOME deffo🙏🏽
@johnlaborieux4573
Powerful lyric 💯💯
@ryan8689
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OflGwyWcft8
@n.b.0212
The best part of the song
@DarkPhantom-zt9gk
2Pac fans in 2024?
@josephmoraski9240
💯 💪👊
@fvanjansen2569
Forever
@gmoneybeats8
Always be