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All Eyes On Me
Ambitionz As A Ridah
All About U
Skandalouz
Got My Mind Made Up
How Do U Want It
2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted
No More Pain
Heartz Of Men
Life Goez On
Only God Can Judge Me
Tradin War Stories
California Love
I Aint Mad At Cha
Whatz Ya Phone Number
Cant C Me
Shorty Wanna Be A Thug
Holla At Me
Wonda Why They Call U Bitch
When We Ride
Thug Passion
Picture Me Rollin
Check Out Time
Ratha Be Ya Nigga
All Eyez On Me
Run Tha Streetz
Aint Hard 2 Find
Heaven Aint Hard 2 Find
Quotes
Me Against The World
If I Die 2Nite
Me Against the World a
So Many Tearz
Young Niggaz
Heavy In The Game
Lord Knows
Dear Mama
It Aint Easy
Can U Get Away
Old School
Death Around The Corner
Outlaw
Greatest Hits Disc 1
Keep Ya Head Up
2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted 2
Temptations
God Bless The Dead
Hail Mary
Me Against The World G Hits
How Do You Want It
So Many Tears
Unconditional Love
Trapped
Life Goes On
Hit Em Up
Links
Outlawz
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| Only God Can Judge Me [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 is seeing brothas bleed And everybody grieves But still nobody sees regulate your thoughts Don't get caught up in tha mix cause the media is full of dirty tricks Only God can Judge me.... Chorus Only God Can Judge Me(repeated several time) (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' from my bed sheets I call the nurse cuz it hurts To reminise How could it come to this ? I wish they dind'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 got to eat No more hesitation each and every black males trapped And they wonder why we suicidal walkin' around strapped It's the police please try to see to this there's a million mutha-fuckas Stressing just like me Only God can Judge Me..... Chorus Only God Can Judge Me(repeated several) Powers that judge can not kill me but only make me stronger I don't see why everybody gotta feel as thou that they gotta tell me how to live my life, Let me live baby Let me live (Rappin 4-Tay) Pac I feel yah Keep servin' it on the real ya For instance, sayin' Playa hatin' marks wanna kill yah Would you be wrong For bucking a nigga into the pavement He gonna get me first If I don't get him If you better start praying Ain't no such thing As, self defence In the court of law So Judges when we get to where were gonna we're in the cross that's real Gotti, lurk thee Creep tha fuck up on him Sold a half a million tapes No everybody want him Now 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 gotta 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 key 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 band-waggon Still we draggin' sellin' live Don't think I don't see you playa haters I know you all wear disguises (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 Playa stick with 4-Tay Chorus Only God Can Judge Me |
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