Mr. Shakur, can you please the meaning your violent lyrics? Explain the The fuck these talkin' 'bout?
Police, freeze! Can't get off I said freeze! You black son of a bitch What, on, come on
My attitude is shittym my to the censorship committee Who's the gang of niggaz in the city? The critics or the The courts or the crooks, don't look so confused, take a look
get they neck broke daily, tryin' to stay jail free What the does Quayle know of young black males? Please me, message to the censorship committee Who's the biggest gang of in the city?
Huh, I pack a nine 'cause I got 'em livin' hotter Than the 4th of July, if I die, I gotta Momma me, "Don't let 'em fade me Nigga let 'em make you crazy", game is what she gave me
watch your back, strapped, real niggaz rat-pack If you get your ass taxed, bring a gat That's not the way we it, that's just the way it is Slangin' rocks, in front of niggaz
I came up, my to the censorship committee Who's the biggest of niggaz in the city? Cops me over, check my plates, but I'm legal You get me, figure, "Fuck with a niggaz people"
They got me trapped, gat with the hammer back Cops on my back, cause I'm black, snap Now I'm guilty? to the censorship committee Who's the biggest gang of niggaz in the
All you punk police will never peace On the streets the niggaz get a piece, fuck 'em They kill you to control ya, pay top dollar for soul niggaz don't fold, straight souljah
Can't find peace on the the niggaz get a piece, fuck police, hear them screamin' Fuck 'em, can't find peace on the the niggaz get a piece, fuck police, hear them screamin'
Fuck 'em, can't find on the streets 'Til the niggaz get a piece, fuck police, Fuck 'em, find peace on the streets 'Til the niggaz get a piece, fuck police,
Fuck 'em, find peace on the streets 'Til the get a piece, fuck police Fuck 'em, can't find peace on the 'Til the niggaz get a piece, police Fuck 'em, find peace on the streets 'Til the niggaz get a piece, fuck
The niggaz fuck 'em Motherfuckin' punk Thinkin' they run the motherfuckin' mo' niggaz than it's police
Think, one nigga, teach two Teach three niggaz, fo' niggaz Teach mo' niggaz and we could run shit I ya
They finally pulled me and I laughed Remember King and I blast on his punk ass
They finally pulled me and I laughed Remember Rodney King and I on his punk ass
finally pulled me over and I laughed Remember Rodney King and I on his punk ass ...