Tupac Shakur Quotes on Survival
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I got shot. I always felt like I'd be shot. Somebody was trying to do me some harm because a lot of people don't like me. But I didn't think it was gonna happen at that particular moment.
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You grow, we all grow, we're made to grow. You either evolve or disappear.
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I'm tired of bein' poor and even worse I'm black/My stomach hurts, so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
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We gotta make a change. It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes. Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live and let's change the way we treat each other. You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do what we gotta do, to survive.
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I tell you it's a cold world, stay in school/You tell me its a man's world, play the rules
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Menacin' Methodz/Label Me a Lethal Weapon/Witnessing Breathless Imperfectionz
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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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There was no mercy on the streets, I couldn't rest/I'm barely standin, bout to go to pieces, screamin peace
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No memories, just a misery/Paintin a picture of my enemies killin me, in my sleep
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Will I survive til the mo'nin, to see the sun/Please Lord forgive me for my sins, cause here I come
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they got me stressed out on Death Row/i've seen money but baby I got to gets mo'
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a young nigga with heart/ain't had shit to loose/pullin' my pistol on them fools/you know the rules
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be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of death/my niggas, we tha last ones left!
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Look to my future cause my past, is all behind me/Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine?/Everybody's dyin tell me what's the use of tryin
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I hear the doctor standing over me screamin I can make it/Got a body full of bullet holes layin here naked
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Still I, can't breathe, somethings evil in my IV/Cause everytime I breathe, I think they killin me
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Pardon my thug poetry, but suckers is born everyday/and fear of man grow on trees
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we thug niggaz and we came in packs/Every one of niggaz strapped sippin on 'yaq (Cognac)/In the back, my AR-15/Thuggin till I die, these streets got me cravin thorazine
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I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried/But when I held that 9, all I could see was my momma's eyes
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Picture me inside the misery of poverty/No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I survived/Prayin hard for better days, promise to hold on/Me and my dawgs ain't have a choice but to roll on
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All we know is violence, do tha job in silence/Walk tha city streets like a rat pack of tyrants
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Grab your glocks when you see 2Pac / Call the cops when you see 2Pac, Uhh / Who shot me, but your punks didn't finish / Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace
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Now its all about versace/You copied my style/Five shots couldn't drop me/I took it and smiled
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Killing ain't fair but somebody's got to do it.
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Watching for thievin I'm cautious it's like I'm barely breathin/Puttin a bullet in mutherfuckers give me a reason
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See me and hope I'm intoxicated or slightly faded/You tried to play me now homicide is my only payment
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First we couldn't afford shit now everything's free/so we loot, please don't shoot when you see
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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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Well I can see close into achieve/In times of danger don't freeze time to be a g/Follow my lead I supply everything you need/An ounce of game and the trainin to make a g
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Maybe, even your babies can produce and rise/Picture a life where black babies can survive past five
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Lace me with words of destruction and I'll explode/but supply me with the will to survive, and watch the world grow
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Now I was raised as a young black male/In order to get paid, forced to make crack sales
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Keys to ignition, use at your discretion/Roll with a twelve gauge pump for protection/Niggaz hate me in the section from years of chin checkin, Turn to Smith and Wesson war weapons
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I make my money and vacate, evade prison/Went from the chosen one to outcast, unforgiven
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I fall on my knees and beg for mercy, not knowin if I'm worthy/Livin life thinkin no man can hurt me
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The coppers wanna see me burried... I ain't worried/I got a line on the D.A. cuz I'm f**king his secretary
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It's Westside, Death Row, Thug niggaz on the rise/Busters shot me five times, real niggaz DONT DIE...
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Look, I am selling records. This is what I do for a living. I am selling records. I never thought it was going to be a matter of life and death.