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2Pac - Soulja's story



[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

['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: 2Pac (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

[2Pac 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

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: softly in background 0.5X]

['Pac speaking over background]

Straight soulja, 1993, and forward..




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