Soulja's Story Lyric 2 Pac 2 Pacalypse Now

[repeat softly 2X in the background]
All you wanted to be, a soulja,
a soulja
All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me
All you wanted to be, a
soulja, a soulja
All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me

[audible
after 'Pac says the word "welfare"]

['Pac talking as
'Soulja']
They cuttin off welfare..
They think crime is risin
now
You got whites killin blacks,
cops killin blacks, and blacks killin
blacks
Shit just gon' get worse
They just gon' become souljas
Straight
souljas

[Chorus: 2 Pac (repeat 2X)]

All you wanted to be, a
soulja, a soulja
All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me
All you wanted to
be, a soulja, a soulja
All you wanted to be, a soulja, like
me

[2 Pac as 'Soulja']
Crack done took a part of my family
tree
My mom is on the shit, my daddy's splittin, mom is steady blamin
me
Is it my fault, just cause I'm a young black male?
Cops sweat me as if
my destiny is makin crack sales
Only fifteen and got problems
Cops on my
tail, so I bail til I dodge 'em
They finally pull me over and I
laugh
"Remember Rodney King?" and I blast on his punk ass
Now I got a
murder case..
.. you speak of heaven punk? I never heard of the
place
Wanted to come up fast, got a Uz and a black mask
Duckin fuckin
'Task', now who's the jack-ass?
Keep my shit cocked, cause the cops got a
glock too
What the fuck would you do - drop them or let 'em drop you?
I
chose droppin the cop
I got me a glock, and a glock for the niggaz on my
block
Momma tried to stab me, I moved out
Sold a pound a weed, made G's,
bought a new house
I'm only seventeen, I'm the new kid
Got me a crew,
bought 'em jewels, and a Uz'-thick
But all good things don't last
'Task'
came fast, and busted my black ass
Coolin in the pen, where the good's
kept
Now my little brother wants to follow in my footsteps
A
soulja

[Chorus]

[2 Pac]
Buck, buck - niggaz get
fucked, don't step to this
Quiet as kept I'm blessed on a quest with a death
wish
Tell 'em to come and test, and arrest, nigga it's hectic
Here's the
anorexic, I'm makin it to an exit
Walkin through the streets on the black
tip
Packed with several gats, cause I'm on some "pay 'em back" shit
Niggaz
don't wanna try me, brother you'll get shot down
Now I'm king of the block,
since my bigger brother's locked down
I'm hot now, so many punk police have
got shot down
Other coppers see me on the block, and they jock now
That's
what I call a kingpin
Send my brother what he needs and some weed up to
Sing-Sing
Tellin him just be ready set
Pack ya shit up quick; and when I
hit, be prepared to jet
Niggaz from the block on the boat now
Every single
one got a gun, that'll smoke - pow!
These punks about to get hit by the
best
I'm wearin double vest.. so aim at my fuckin chest
I'll be makin
straight dome calls
Touch the button on the wall, you'll be pickin up your
own balls
I can still hear my mother shout..
"Hit the pig nigga, break
your bigger brother out"
I got a message for the warden
I'm comin for ya
ass, as fast as Flash Gorden
We get surrounded in the mess hall, yes
y'all
A crazy motherfucker makin death calls
Just bring me my brother and
we leavin
For every minute you stall, one of y'all bleedin..
They brought
my brother in a jiffy
I took a cop, just in case things got tricky
And
just as we was walkin out (BANG!)
I caught a bullet in the head, the screams
never left my mouth
My brother caught a bullet too
I think he gon' pull
through, he deserve to
The fast life ain't everything they told ya
Never
get much older, following the tracks of a
soulja

[Chorus]

[Chorus: softly in background
0.5X]

['Pac speaking over background]
Straight soulja,
1993, and forward..
 

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