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[2 Pac] They claim that I'm violent, just cause I refuse to be
silent These hypocrites are havin fits, cause I'm not buyin it Defyin it,
envious because I will rebel against any oppressor, and this is known as self
defense I show no mercy, they claim that I'm the lunatic But when the shit
gets thick, I'm the one you go and get Don't look confused, the truth is so
plain to see Cause I'm the nigga that you sell-outs are ashamed to be In
every Jeep and every car, brothers stomp this I'm Never Ignorant, Getting
Goals Accomplished The underground railroad on an uprise This time the
truth's gettin told, heard enough lies I told em fight back, attack on
society If this is violence, then violent's what I gotta be If you
investigate you'll find out where it's comin from Look through our history,
America's the violent one Unlock my brain, break the chains of your
misery This time the payback for evil shit you did to me They call me
militant, racist cause I will resist You wanna censor somethin, motherfucker
censor this! My words are weapons, and I'm steppin to the silent Wakin up
the masses, but you, claim that I'm violent
[Chorus:] [1st
occurance:] as written [2nd occurance:] add last three lines
again [3rd occurance:] repeat first five lines twice [4th
occurance:] repeat first five lines twice [5th occurance:] second
to fifth line, first to fifth line [6th occurance:] emphasis on second
line, whole chorus [7th occurance:] first three lines
only
"They claimin that I'm violent" -> Chuck D [cut and
scratched] "Fuck the damn cop!" [cut and scratched] "Just
because we play what the people want.." "They claimin that I'm violent" ->
Chuck D [cut and scratched] "Fuck the damn cop!" [cut and
scratched] "Just because we play what the people want.." "They claimin
that I'm violent" -> Chuck D [cut and scratched] "Fuck the damn
cop!" [cut and scratched]
[2 Pac] The cops can't stand
me, but they can't touch me Call me a dope man, cause I rock dope
beats Jacked by the police, didn't have my ID I said, "Excuse me, why you
tryin to rob me?" He had tha nerve to, say that I had a curfew (Do you
know what time it is? Get out the fucking car, or I'll hurt you!) "Get out
the car... or I'lI hurt you" So here I go, I better make my mind up Pick
my nine up, or hit the line-up I chose B, stepped into the streets The
first cop grabbed me, the other ripped my seat They grabbed my homie and they
threw him to the concrete (Ay man.. aiyyo.. ay man just c'mon ?) ("What
you doin man?") They tried to frame me They tried to say I had some dope in
the back seat But I'm a rap fiend, not a crack fiend My homie panicked
("I'm out") he tried to run (Freeze nigga!) I heard a bullet fire from the
cop's gun My homie dropped so, I hit the cop I kept swingin, yo, I
couldn't stop Before I knew it, I was beatin the cop senseless The other
cop dropped his gun, he was defenseless (? Arrrrggggh, fuck you!
Ungggh!) Now I'm against this cop who was racist Given him a taste, of
tradin places And all this, cause the peckerwood was tryin this frame up,
but I came up Now they claimin that I'm
violent
[Chorus]
[2 Pac] As I was beatin on a cop,
I heard a gun click (uh-ohh) Then the gun shot, but I wasn't hit I turned
around it was my homie with the gun in hand He shot the cop (damn!) now he's
a dead man I said, come on, it's time for us to get away (Let's go, we
gotta get the fuck outta here) They called for backup, and they'll be on
their way Jumped in the car, and tried to get away quick The car wouldn't
start (damn!) we in deep shit So we jumped out (C'mon let's take the cop's
car) We drove a little ways thinkin that we got far But I looked up, and
all I saw was blue lights If I die tonight, I'm dying in a gunfight I
grabed the AK, my homie took the 12 gauge Load em up quick, it's time for us
to spray We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons And when we
through sprayin (audi) then we steppin This is a lesson, to the rednecks and
crooked cops You fuck with real niggaz, get ya fuckin ass dropped So here
we go, the police against us Dark as dusk, waitin for the guns to bust
(What's next man?) What's next, I don't know and I don't care One things
fo' sho', tommorrow I won't be here But if I go, I'm takin all these punks
with me Pass me a clip G, now come and get me You wanna sweat me, never
get me to be silent Givin them a reason, (a reason) to claim that I'm
violent...
[Chorus (3)] [Chorus (4)] [Chorus
(5)] [Chorus (6)] [Chorus (7)]
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