2Pac They Tryin To Murder Me Lyrics

[Talking]
The only way for me to come back is by Makaveli
That's me
All these m_________ers stole from me
I'm takin' back what's mine

Hahaha
You m_________ers can't stop me
Even if I die I'm gonna be a f___in' problem
Do you believe in ghosts, m_________er?
Real live, black... ghosts
Fear me

[Verse 1]
Some say I'm crazy, these punk-a__ cops can't fade me
Momma tried to raise me, but had too many babies
Papa was a m_________in' joke, used to find dope in his coat
And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smoke
d___, don't get me started
My momma smoked so g______ much when she was pregnant
I'm surprised I ain't r_____ed
At night I can't sleep, count deep?
As they pass through the glass of my neighbors, five deep
Starin' at the wall, heard a scream
Wake up in the morning, see the blood in the hall from the murder scene
Don't cry, just ask why
And try not to die as I take you through a ghetto n____'s lullaby
On the corner where the n____s sling they crack
And the undercovers jack, those that don't watch they back
I daydream about the dope world
Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl
My Mossberg goes *boom* once another plug
s_____in' drugs, pumpin' slugs in these other thugs (give it up, n____)
Don't run out of breath, every step could be death
Til ya blast and be the last n____ left (then I'll be ghost)

[Chorus 2x]
Don't cry, just ask why
And try not to die as I take you through a ghetto n____'s lullaby

[Verse 2]
A seven deuce full of n____s goes by
Thought I was trippin' the second time they roll by
Recognize the plates, the faces look familiar
But everybody swear they know the n____ that's gonna kill ya
Don't murder me, murder me, kill a n____ in his sleep
Let me die as I rest in peace, deep
Back to these n____s in the seven deuce
A Mac 10 out the window, 'bout to let it loose
What could I do? Run for cover and return fire
Die m_________er die, hope your a__ fry, don't ask why
But I let off everything I had
An empty clip hit the ground as a n____ dash
On my a__ was the m_________in' cops now
Barely breathin', trying to keep from gettin' shot down
*Boo-cow* was the sound, bullet whiz by
Still runnin' like a n____ got nine lives
Don't know why, but I'm runnin' to my f___in' block
Took a shot, tired of runnin' from the n____s and the cops
Time to be a ghost

[Chorus 2x]
Don't cry, just ask why
And try not to die as I take you through a ghetto n____'s lullaby

f___ the police, n____!

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