Only God Can Judge Me (feat. Rappin' 4-Tay) - 2Pac

Bezahle mit Taş meine Fahrt im Taxi Harami im Siarra, only God can judge me Lieg' im Himmelbett mit Schüttelfrost Gegen diese Schlaflosigkeit hilft kein Hoggar Night und Vivinox Kafa zu viel intus, Cover für die BILDplus Immer auf der Flucht, Kettenraucher seit dem Stimmbruch Sie wurden groß unter Kronleuchtern, wuah (wuah) Ich wurde groß, sah nur Hochhäuser Gras billig, Koks teuer, Para so wie Mayweather Day-Date am Arm und Asche auf den Steakteller Ghetto, obwohl ich in der Öffentlichkeit steh' Mama musste seh'n, tut mir leid für all die Trän'n Und wir ballern mit der Uzi Fang' 'ne Kugel für Hamudi (pow, pow) Kickdown, fahr' Richtung Hallensee Sie finden weißen Schnee hinten im AMG (rrah) Ich fahr' zu schnell, aber only God can judge me Zieh' zu viel, aber only God can judge me Blut auf der Louis V, doch only God can judge me Ja, Habibi, only God can judge me Ich fahr' zu schnell, aber only God can judge me Zieh' zu viel, aber only God can judge me Blut auf der Louis V, doch only God can judge me Ja, Habibi, only God can judge me Geh zum Teufel, mich nehm'n die Engel mit Fick dich und dein'n Fendi-Drip Ich lernte über Grenzen zu geh'n Doch hab' aufgehört das Gute in den Menschen zu seh'n Und ich fahr' im CLA, Koka in der DNA Von Bogotá bis Teheran Trinken wie Sinatra, fliegen wie ein Adler Wie euch alle hassen und uns lieben, nenn' ich Karma Keine Straßenbahn, lak, ich will Brabus fahr'n Fick' Studentinnen auch ohne Staatsexam'n Junkie, aber King für die Schulhöfe Keiner dieser Hurensöhne passt in meine Schuhgröße Ich ließ dich all die Nächte warten (rrah) Und trotzdem stiegst du in den Aston Martin (ja) Ich hab' die letzten Tage schlecht geschlafen Denn ich muss 'ne schusssichere Weste tragen (pow, pow, pow, pow) Ich fahr' zu schnell, aber only God can judge me Zieh' zu viel, aber only God can judge me Blut auf der Louis V, doch only God can judge me Ja, Habibi, only God can judge me Ich fahr' zu schnell, aber only God can judge me Zieh' zu viel, aber only God can judge me Blut auf der Louis V, doch only God can judge me Ja, Habibi, only God can judge me

Only God can judge me (only God can judge) Only God can judge me (only God can judge) Only God can judge me (only God can judge) Only God can judge me (only God can judge) Made a plan, took a stand They can judge if they want I'm just sayin', I ain't playin' I go flex but I don't Only God can judge me (only God can judge) I put God above me Can't no one send me to heaven Or send me to hell They condemn but don't offend me I'm still in his will I know, my lane, stay low, no fame I die, I gain, they laugh, my pain I know these people gon' judge me I know they look at me funny They talk about me so ugly But I'm still gon' keep it one hundred Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it all up Tally up the total put it on us, on us Let God be the judge If you lying better run Boy I ride with the Son So I ain't worry about none Well you better get up off me awfully Saucy, this what daddy bought me Bear your cross, don't cross me Only God can judge me (only God can judge) Only God can judge me (only God can judge) Only God can judge me (only God can judge) Only God can judge me (only God can judge) Made a plan, took a stand They can judge if they want I'm just sayin', I ain't playin' I go flex but I don't Only God can judge me (only God can judge) I put God above me I seen it all, people who want you to fall Find everything you do wrong What are you on? Picking apart every song Tell me what more do you want I don't understand it, all this reprimanding You come be my stand in See if you can stand it I don't really care if you judge me, don't love me I don't judge myself I leave that to the lord above me I talk, you listen My point, you missed I'm on my mission Don't have to say it I live it Don't have to rap it I'm in it You never hung with the tenants Lived in the hood with the killas I go to prison to witness This my district I witness I live this You dont even visit, why you in my business? Only God can judge me (only God can judge) Only God can judge me (only God can judge) Only God can judge me (only God can judge) Only God can judge me (only God can judge) Made a plan, took a stand They can judge if they want I'm just sayin', I ain't playin' I go flex but I don't Only God can judge me (only God can judge) I put God above me

Me and my homies we tighter than a glove Chop a lot of game is how we do it at the Playaz Club Check the pool or kick it in the tub Cause we kick much ass at the Playaz Club I got a ho named Reel-to-Reel She got a buddy named SP 12, now you know the deal We gets freaky in the studio late night That's why the beats that you hear are coming real tight Something to roll to, something to stroll to If you's a playa in the game this will hold you Mo money, mo money for the bank roll Stick to the script, don't slip in the '94 A lot of fools put salt in the game To where these women get the notion that they running the game huh I run my own and I'm my own self person No respect make the situation worsen Fillmore, H.P., and Sunnydale There's a playaz club everywhere you dwell Lakeview, P.H., and Army Street A different part of town a different kind of freak I just wiggle my toes on a mink rug And press play on the remote at the playaz club Me and my homies we tighter than a glove Chop a lot of game is how we do it at the Playaz Club Check the pool or kick it in the tub Cause we kick much ass at the Playaz Club From day one I had to get my money right Me, Fly, and Franky J we took a airplane flight huh They wanted to hear a rap I said alright bet We dropped the beat and grabbed the mic then they wrote a check A few G's for the pocket no hesitation Took a flight back to the Golden State and Shops made orders from a whole new capital The word was gettin' out 4-Tay's out rappable Don't need a Glock but I bought one just in case Suckas try to stop me from pursuing my paper chase Cause the chase is on because it don't stop I got the beat and got the rap you make the Glock pop So treacherous suckas couldn't sweat this on a bad day By the way just in case you never heard Rappin 4-Tay, I'm on the smooth tip Never trippin' off them suckas popping off at the lip I pop the top off the drank and we can roll some dank bro Leave the Gat at the house bring some dominoes Take off your shoes relax and get a body rub And shoot your macking at these women at the playaz club Me and my homies we tighter than a glove Chop a lot of game is how we do it at the Playaz Club Check the pool or kick it in the tub Cause we kick much ass at the Playaz Club You can't resist it but don't get it twisted V.I.P. that means the number's not listed Membership is based on clout and how you carry yourself Now homie what you all about? I stack paper and kick it with the O.G's Some got a nine-to-five some drink a lot of keys You can learn a whole lot from a playa A lot of these playas make a damn good rhyme sayer A lot of people get a misconception And start drifting in the wrong direction Miss goody two shoe I' see you later I ain't got time you ain't nothing but a playa-hater I'd rather kick it with the crew in Arizona They chop game like we do in California Another show another flow a new bank account But cash money comes in large amounts So get your membership but never slip to lame fast Or else Fly will have to tap that ass And drop you to the ground and make your knees scrub It's just an everyday thang at the playaz club

You are appreciated. When I was young me and my mama had beef 17 years old kicked out on the streets Though back at the time I never thought I'd see her face Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place Suspended from school, scared to go home I was a fool with the big boys, breakin' all the rules Shed tears with my baby sister Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids And even though we had different daddies The same drama, when things went wrong we blamed mama I reminisce on the stress I caused, it was hell Huggin' on my mama from a jail cell And who'd think in elementary, hey I'd see the penitentiary One day, runnin' from the police that's right Mama catch me, put a whoopin' to my backside And even as a crack fiend mama You always was a black queen mama I finally understand for a woman it ain't easy tryin' to raise a man You always was committed, a poor single mother on welfare Tell me how you did it, there's no way I can pay you back But the plan is to show you that I understand. You are appreciated. Lady, don't ya know we love ya. (Dear Mama) Sweet lady, place no one above ya. (You are appreciated) Sweet lady, don't ya know we love ya. Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair No love for my daddy 'cause the coward wasn't there He passed away and I didn't cry 'Cause my anger wouldn't let me feel for a stranger They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless But all along I was lookin' for a father, he was gone I hung around with the thugs and even though they sold drugs They showed a young brother love I moved out and started really hangin' I needed money of my own so I started slangin' I ain't guilty 'cause even though I sell rocks It feels good puttin' money in your mailbox I love payin' rent when the rent's due I hope you got the diamond necklace that I sent to you 'Cause when I was low you was there for me You never left me alone because you cared for me And I can see you comin' home after work, late Your in the kitchen tryin' to fix us a hot plate Just workin' with the scraps you was given And mama made miracles every Thanksgiving But now the road got rough, your alone Tryin' to raise 2 bad kids on your own And there's no way I can pay you back But my plan is to show you that I understand. You are appreciated. Lady, don't ya know we love ya. (And dear Mama) Sweet lady, place no one above ya. (You are appreciated) Sweet lady, don't ya know we love ya. Pour out some liquor and I reminisce 'Cause through the drama, I can always depend on my mama And when it seems that I'm hopeless You say the words that can get me back in focus When I was sick as a little kid To keep me happy, there's no limit to the things you did And all my childhood memories Are full of all the sweet things you did for me And even though I act crazy I got to thank the Lord that you made me There are no words that can express how I feel You never kept a secret, always stayed real And I appreciate how you raised me And all the extra love that you gave me I wish I could take the pain away If you can make it through the night, there's a brighter day Everything will be alright if you hold on It's a struggle, everyday gotta roll on And there's no way I can pay you back But my plan is to show you that I understand. You are appreciated. Lady, don't ya know we love ya. (Dear Mama) Sweet lady, place no one above ya. (You are appreciated) Sweet lady, don't ya know we love ya. (Dear Mama) Sweet lady, lady, lady, lady.

I got shot Dear I always felt like I'd be shot Are you afraid to die? Somebody try to do me some harm Or do you wanna live forever Because a lot of people don't like me Tell me, what's wrong? They wanna bury me, I'm worried, I'm losin' my mind Look down the barrel of my 9, and my vision's blurry Fallin' to pieces, am I guilty? I pray to the Lord But he ignores me, unfortunately, 'cause I'm guilty Show me a miracle, I'm hopeless I'm chokin' off marijuana smoke With every toke it's like I'm losin' focus Fallin' asleep while I'm in service, when will I die? Forever paranoid and nervous, because I'm high Don't mention funerals, I'm stressin' and goin' nutty And reminiscin' 'bout them niggas that murdered my buddy I wonder: When will I be happy? Ain't nothin' funny Flashbacks of bustin' caps, anything for money Where am I goin'? I discovered, can't nothin' save me My next door neighbor's havin' convo with undercovers Put a surprise in the mailbox, hope she get it Happy birthday, bitch, you know you shouldn't have did it Everybody's dyin', am I next? Who can I trust? Will they be G's, and they look at me before they bust? Or will they kill me while I'm sleepin'? Two to the head while I'm in bed Leakin' blood on my satin sheets Is there a heaven for a baller? I'm gettin' suspicious of this bitch The line's busy every time I call her Now she's tellin' me to visit, who else is home? I check the house before I bone, so we all alone After I nut I hit the highway, see ya later! To all the players, watch the fly way a nigga played her This bitch is tellin' all her homies That I can fuck her like no other Now them other bitches wanna bone me I'm under pressure, gettin' drunk, somebody help me I drank a fifth of Hennessy, I don't think it's healthy I see my enemies, they creepin', don't make me blast I watch the 5-0's roll, the motherfuckers pass By me like they know me, smilin' as they laugh I put up my middle finger, then I dash Niggas don't like me, 'cause I'm thuggin' And every day I'm a hustler lookin' to get paid If I know that in this hotel room, they have food everyday And i'm knocking on the door everyday to eat And they tell, they open the door Let me see the party Let me see like them throwing salami all over I mean just like throwing food around But they're telling me "there's no food in here" You know what i'm saying? Everyday, I'm standing outside trying to Sing my way in You know what i'm saying? "We are hungry please let us in'" "We are hungry please let us in" After about a week that song is gonna change to "We hungry, we need some food" "Gimmie all the food or we're breaking down the door" And after a year then you just like You know what I'm saying, I'm picking the lock Coming through the door blasting You know what I'm saying? It's like you hungry, you reached your level You don't want anymore We asked 10 years ago We was asking with the Panthers We was asking with them, the Civil Rights Movement We was asking you know Now those people that asked are all dead and in jail So now what do you think we're gonna do? Ask? They wanna bury me, I'm worried no need to lie I pray to God I don't scream when it's time to fry Nowhere to rest, I'm losin' homies ain't that a bitch? When I was rich I had clout, now a nigga's lonely I put the pistol to my head, and say a prayer I see visions of me dead, Lord, are you there? Then tell me, am I lost? 'Cause I'm lonely I thought I had friends, but in the end a nigga dies lonely Nowhere to run, I'm in terror, and no one cares A closed casket at my funeral and no one's there Is there a future for a killer? I change my ways But still that don't promise me the next day So I stay thuggin' with a passion, forever blastin' I'm bustin' on these motherfuckers in my madness They wonder if I'm hellbound Well, Hell can't be worse than this, 'cause I'm in Hell now Don't make me hurt you, I don't want to, but I will Seen motherfuckers killed over phone bills Never will I die, I'll be back Reincarnated as a motherfuckin' MAC -11, 'cause in Heaven there's no shortage on G's I'm tellin' you now: "You motherfuckers don't know me" I ain't scared to die I ain't scared to die Only fear of death Only fear of death Only fear of death The controversy over Death Row Records And its owner being sort of a gangster Everybody's asking about Death Row Suge ain't no gangsta. He's chilling No? No man, Suge a rider I know what good morals are But you're supposed to disregard good morals When you're living in a crazy, bad world If you're in hell, how can you live like an angel? You're surrounded by devils, trying to be an angel? That's like suicide