Only God Can Judge Me

Written By: 2pac, D.Rasheed
Produced By: Doug Rasheed
Featuring: Rappin 4-tay

[Tupac Talking] Only God Can Judge Me (is that right) Nobody else, Nobody else All you other muthafuckas Get out of my business (Tupac) Perhaps, I was blind to tha facts Stabbed in tha back I Couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats Will I, succeed paranoid from the weed And hocus pocus try to focus But I can't see And in my mind I'm a, blind man doin' time Look to my future cause my past is all behind me Is it a crime to fight for what is mine Everybodies dyin' Tell me, Whats the use of tryin' I've been trapped since birth Cautious, cause I'm cursed and fantansies of my family in a hurse And they say It's the white man I should fear But, it's my own kind Doin' all the killin' here I can't lie Ain't no love, for the other side Jealousy inside Make 'em wish I died Oh my lord Tell me what I'm livin' for Everybodies droppin' got me knockin' on heaven's door And all my memories of seeing brothas bleed And everybody grieves But still nobody sees recollect your thoughts Don't get caught up in tha mix cause the media is full of dirty tricks Only God can Judge me.... (Chorus) (repeated...) Only God Can Judge Me... (Tupac) I hear the doctor standing over me screaming I can make it Got a body full of bullet holes Laying here naked Still I, can't breathe something evils in my I-V Cuz everytime I breathe I think their killing me I'm having nightmares Homicidal fantansies I wake up stranglin' Danglin' my bed sheets I call the nurse cuz it hurts To reminise How did it come to this ? I wish they didn't miss somebody help me Tell me where to go from here ? Cuz even thugs cry but do the Lord care ? Tryin' to remember But it hurts I'm walking through the cementary talkin' to the dirt I'd rather die like a man than live like a coward there's a ghetto up in Heaven and its ours Black Power Is what we scream As we dream In a paranoid state And our fate Is a lifetime of hate Dear mama, can you save me ? And fuck peace cuz the streets got our babies We gotta eat No more hesitation each and every black males trapped And they wonder why we suicidal runnin' around strapped Mr. Police please try to see that there's a million muthafuckas stressin' just like me Only God can Judge Me..... (Chorus) (repeats...) Only God Can Judge Me... That which does not kill me can only make me stronger (That for real) I don't see why everybody feel as thou that they gotta tell me how to live my life (you know) Let me live baby Let me live (Rappin 4-Tay) Pac I feel ya Keep servin' it on the realer For instance, sayin' Playa hatin' marks out ta kill ya Would you be wrong For bucking a nigga into the pavement He gonna get me first If I don't get him Will you start praying ? Ain't no such thing as self defence In the court of law So Judges when we get to where were goin to cross that's real Gotti, lurk thee Creep tha fuck up on him Sold a half a million tapes No everybody want him After talkin' behind my back Like, a bitch would Tellin' them niggas, "you can fade us" Punk, I wish you would It be the same mutha-fuckas in your face that'll rush up in your place to get your safe Knowing you on that paper chase grass, glass Big screen and leather couch My new shit is so fine I already sold a ki of ounce Bitch Remember Tupac and 4-Tay The same two brothas dodgin' bullets And represtin' the Bay Pac when you was locked down That's when I'll be around Start climbing up the charts so sick but they try to clown that's why they ride the bandwaggon Still be draggin' sellin' lies Don't think I don't see you haters I know you all in disguise (Tupac) Guess you figure you know me cuz I'm a thug that love to hit the late night club drinkin' buzz living lavish like a playa all day I'm 'bout to floss 'em off Playas stick with 4-Tay Only God can Judge me.... (Chorus) (repeated...) Only God Can Judge Me...


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