Tupac Shakur Quotes on Friendship
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On the whole, I don't have any friends. Friends come and go; I've lost my trust factor. I believe I have people who think they're my friend. And I believe that there are people probably in their heart who are friends toward me or are friends to me. But they're not my friends, because what I learned is that fear is stronger than love.
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We all die in the end, so revenge we swore/I was all about my ends, fuck friends and foes
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From small time crooks to big-time drug dealers/My homeboys, the only thing a ni**a got left/I love my ni**az to death, we ain't s**t without our homeboys/.. You know what time it is/I ain't s**t without my homeboys
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Me and my ni**az is so close, it's complicated/One ni**a smokin and drinkin, and yet we all faded
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Currency motivated, not easily terminated/Now that we made it, my niggaz can never be faded
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I'm smokin bomb-ass weed feelin crucial/From player to player, the game's tight, the feeling's mutual
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See I loved you like a sista/but you died to quick/And that's why we called U bitch, I betcha.
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I got your name tatted on my arm/so we both ball till' my dying days/before I say goodbye/Kato and Mental rest in peace/Thug till I die
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pour out some liquor/have a toast for tha homies/see we both gotta die but ya chose to go before me/and brothas miss ya while your gone
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you left your nigga on his own/how long we mourn
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Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back/I couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats
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Now we was once two niggaz 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 swoll
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I seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man/Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan
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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
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knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad/Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back
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Nobody cares, seen the politicians ban us/They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain/why they can't stand us, is there a way for me to change?/Or am I just a victim of things I did to maintain?/I need a place to rest my head/with the little bit of homeboys that remains, cause all the rest dead
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I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules/Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two
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And in the end it seems I'm headin for tha pen/I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the wind
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While the rich kids is drivin Benz/I'm still tryin to hold on to my survivin friends
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How could it be through the misery that came to pass/The hard times make a true friend afraid to ask, for currency/But you could run to me when you need me, I'll never leave/I just needed someone to believe in, as you can see
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It's a small thang through and true/What could I do? Real homies help ya get through,
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And coming new, he'd do tha same thang if he could/Cuz in the hood true homies make you feel good
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I give a holla to my niggaz in the darkest corners/Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya
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One love from a thug nigga rollin with a posse/full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend
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I asked my homie on the block why he strapped, he laughed/Pointed his pistol as the cop car passed and blast
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Wars come and go, but my soldiers stay eternal.
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But my nigga from the other side of the globe knows all my theories, i dedicate all this drama to you (Oumar Camara a.k.a Paparesta)