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Tattoo Tears

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  • Live back at 'cha westside baaaaby
    Aight ****** it, we gone flip some new ************t now
    You heard 'all eyez on me,' ******z know what time it is
    (makaveli the don) 'pac do it like that
    Rhymin and stealin, sellin five million
    (outlaw.. ninety-nine)
    Fresh out on bail, ******z still can't see me
    (napoleon, e.d.i, young noble, fatal hussein)
    That's how it is
    Now we got a new mother****** plan, and a new mission
    (makaveli the don, greg nice, outlaw - outlaw)
    Competition, so they say, these ******z is gay
    (outlaw - outlaw)
    Blast me? it could never happen
    At least not while i'm walkin and rappin
    Heard of some ******z on the other side of town who wanna ride wit me
    (throw ya hands up, hands up)
    They can't hide, listen to the rough ************t, my click
    (throw ya mother****** hands up)
    I said many times busters still can't see
    Y'all ******z can't ****** with me (outlaw)
    I been, handlin stress in this ************t for years
    Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears; now, i
    Said many times busters still can't see
    Y'all ******z can't ****** with me (outlaw)
    I been, handlin stress in this ************t for years
    Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears
    Now, rock-a-bye baby, i'm thugged out and so crazy
    Don't want to hurt a soul ******, so don't make me
    I got a dream to see my whole team in lexus coupes
    My enemies dead n buried, now the stress is through
    But that's a dream, though it seems like reality; there'll
    Never be peace long as there's fiends on these cali streets
    Even on the other side brothers die, but ride
    ******z get high off a slow form of suicide
    Hide the closest thoughts, the war is fought as casualties
    I live my life to ****** mo', exposin tragically
    How can we find some peace and ******z still ain't get a piece
    I know i'm probably hellbound, but we got to eat
    I'm seeing satin infiltratin; my military mind
    Make me hustle all the time, go out for cash makin
    Forgive my adversaries they don't understand what we go through
    To become a man, we sheddin tattoed tears
    Chorus: 2pac + young noble
    I said many times busters still can't see
    Y'all ******z can't ****** with me (outlaw)
    I been, handlin stress in this ************t for years
    Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears; now, i
    Said many times busters still can't see
    Y'all ******z can't ****** with me (outlaw)
    I been, handlin stress in this ************t for years
    Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears
    [2pac] thugged out baby!
    [young noble]
    We don't shed tears we shed blood
    Do you still wanna be a thug? huh? what?
    We don't shed tears we shed blood
    Do you still wanna be a thug?
    Yo, criminal ways of thinkin made me crave abe lincolns
    The days i spent stinkin caught victims on the weekends
    Seeking a better path, expose a better half of me
    Blast for me, the task after me
    For a few years sheddin tattooed tears
    Like gram' sammy, we feudin for the whole damn family
    We scarred up, homies is barred up for mad time
    Outlawz locked down for some past crimes
    Fast dimes made my stash grow smaller
    Your block ain't no harder, fake baller
    [napoleon]
    ****** it's like this
    I been thuggin just for the cause of it
    Out to get all of it, but i'll never loose my ****** and ************t
    And it's all for the pressure
    That'll make me ****** my ************t up off the dresser
    Made ****** mafia of course my ******s gonna test ya
    Answers to the questions, bullets to my smith n' wesson
    Still stucked up in a ****** session, jersey where the ******z flexin
    Po-po's guessin if the stolen car gonna do a drive-by
    Wet em up from his shoulders, leave him bye-bye
    Now mama cry-cry, but it ain't my time to either die-die
    So ask me why-why, but i feel that god owe me my life
    For the things he did, but i turn my pleasure into sin
    Blazed out sheddin tattoed tears
    Chorus
    [kadafi]
    ************t.. ain't no unity in my community it's do or die
    Seein my opprunities through these bars of hell while gettin high
    As life replays like time; underhanded schemes
    To get that cream and thangs while livin this life of crime
    My enemies want me squeezed
    They get dumped like 3's, with 57 wasted at they knees
    Please beware we thugs revolution size
    Criminals dare be last mental me intitutionalize
    Locked down, got many shell shocked, now
    Holdin down fort like i'm stuck in court cell block style
    [kastro]
    Yo i been loosin sleep, stay awake way past late
    Visions of killers en masse at the blast mayne
    As i lay here gatted down and tatted
    Knowin now it's hard to slow down for a addict
    It's been years of stugglin, guzzlin beers
    Beefin and never even, ain't no love in the air
    And i suffer my ************t in hell, talkin to the heavens
    Walkin thru the valley of death with my fellas
    I lost a lot, startin with hope i tried
    And for every tattoo i got a moment i cried
    I'm thru with the lies, the two in my eyes, yell pain
    Step in my shoes, nuttin to lose, but my brain
    I'ma hold it down tho', with all the struggle to bear
    Ain't nothing to fear, cryin these tattooed tears
    Come on...
    Chorus (repeats to fade)
  • Live back at 'cha westside baaaaby
    Aight ****** it, we gone flip some new ************t now
    You heard 'all eyez on me,' ******z know what time it is
    (makaveli the don) 'pac do it like that
    Rhymin and stealin, sellin five million
    (outlaw.. ninety-nine)
    Fresh out on bail, ******z still can't see me
    (napoleon, e.d.i, young noble, fatal hussein)
    That's how it is
    Now we got a new mother****** plan, and a new mission
    (makaveli the don, greg nice, outlaw - outlaw)
    Competition, so they say, these ******z is gay
    (outlaw - outlaw)
    Blast me? it could never happen
    At least not while i'm walkin and rappin
    Heard of some ******z on the other side of town who wanna ride wit me
    (throw ya hands up, hands up)
    They can't hide, listen to the rough ************t, my click
    (throw ya mother****** hands up)
    I said many times busters still can't see
    Y'all ******z can't ****** with me (outlaw)
    I been, handlin stress in this ************t for years
    Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears; now, i
    Said many times busters still can't see
    Y'all ******z can't ****** with me (outlaw)
    I been, handlin stress in this ************t for years
    Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears
    Now, rock-a-bye baby, i'm thugged out and so crazy
    Don't want to hurt a soul ******, so don't make me
    I got a dream to see my whole team in lexus coupes
    My enemies dead n buried, now the stress is through
    But that's a dream, though it seems like reality; there'll
    Never be peace long as there's fiends on these cali streets
    Even on the other side brothers die, but ride
    ******z get high off a slow form of suicide
    Hide the closest thoughts, the war is fought as casualties
    I live my life to ****** mo', exposin tragically
    How can we find some peace and ******z still ain't get a piece
    I know i'm probably hellbound, but we got to eat
    I'm seeing satin infiltratin; my military mind
    Make me hustle all the time, go out for cash makin
    Forgive my adversaries they don't understand what we go through
    To become a man, we sheddin tattoed tears
    Chorus: 2pac + young noble
    I said many times busters still can't see
    Y'all ******z can't ****** with me (outlaw)
    I been, handlin stress in this ************t for years
    Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears; now, i
    Said many times busters still can't see
    Y'all ******z can't ****** with me (outlaw)
    I been, handlin stress in this ************t for years
    Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears
    [2pac] thugged out baby!
    [young noble]
    We don't shed tears we shed blood
    Do you still wanna be a thug? huh? what?
    We don't shed tears we shed blood
    Do you still wanna be a thug?
    Yo, criminal ways of thinkin made me crave abe lincolns
    The days i spent stinkin caught victims on the weekends
    Seeking a better path, expose a better half of me
    Blast for me, the task after me
    For a few years sheddin tattooed tears
    Like gram' sammy, we feudin for the whole damn family
    We scarred up, homies is barred up for mad time
    Outlawz locked down for some past crimes
    Fast dimes made my stash grow smaller
    Your block ain't no harder, fake baller
    [napoleon]
    ****** it's like this
    I been thuggin just for the cause of it
    Out to get all of it, but i'll never loose my ****** and ************t
    And it's all for the pressure
    That'll make me ****** my ************t up off the dresser
    Made ****** mafia of course my ******s gonna test ya
    Answers to the questions, bullets to my smith n' wesson
    Still stucked up in a ****** session, jersey where the ******z flexin
    Po-po's guessin if the stolen car gonna do a drive-by
    Wet em up from his shoulders, leave him bye-bye
    Now mama cry-cry, but it ain't my time to either die-die
    So ask me why-why, but i feel that god owe me my life
    For the things he did, but i turn my pleasure into sin
    Blazed out sheddin tattoed tears
    Chorus
    [kadafi]
    ************t.. ain't no unity in my community it's do or die
    Seein my opprunities through these bars of hell while gettin high
    As life replays like time; underhanded schemes
    To get that cream and thangs while livin this life of crime
    My enemies want me squeezed
    They get dumped like 3's, with 57 wasted at they knees
    Please beware we thugs revolution size
    Criminals dare be last mental me intitutionalize
    Locked down, got many shell shocked, now
    Holdin down fort like i'm stuck in court cell block style
    [kastro]
    Yo i been loosin sleep, stay awake way past late
    Visions of killers en masse at the blast mayne
    As i lay here gatted down and tatted
    Knowin now it's hard to slow down for a addict
    It's been years of stugglin, guzzlin beers
    Beefin and never even, ain't no love in the air
    And i suffer my ************t in hell, talkin to the heavens
    Walkin thru the valley of death with my fellas
    I lost a lot, startin with hope i tried
    And for every tattoo i got a moment i cried
    I'm thru with the lies, the two in my eyes, yell pain
    Step in my shoes, nuttin to lose, but my brain
    I'ma hold it down tho', with all the struggle to bear
    Ain't nothing to fear, cryin these tattooed tears
    Come on...
    Chorus (repeats to fade)