Only God Can Judge Me (Is that right)
Only
God baby, nobody else (nobody else)
All you other mothafuckas
Get out of
my business Verse 1: Tupac Perhaps, I was blind to the facts
Stabbed in
the back
I couldn't trust my own homies
Just a bunch a dirty rats
Will
I, succeed?
Paranoid from the weed
And hocus pocus try to focus but I
can't see
And in my mind I'ma blind man doin' time
Look to my future cause
my past
Is all behind me
Is it a crime, to fight for what is mine?
Everybody's
dyin'
Tell me
What's the use in tryin'
I've been trapped since birth
Cautious,
cause I'm cursed
And fantasies of my family in a hearse
And they say it's
the white man I should fear
But it's my own kind doin' all the killin' here
I
can't lie
Ain't no love for the other side
Jealousy inside
Make 'em
wish I died
Oh my lord
Tell me what I'm livin' for
Everybody's droppin'
Got
me knockin' on heaven's door
And all my memories
Of seeing brothas bleed
And
everybody grieves
But still nobody sees
Recollect your thoughts
Don't
get caught up in the mix
Cause the media is full of dirty tricks
Only God
can Judge me
Chorus Verse
2: Tupac ... flatline ...
I
hear the doctor standing over me screaming I can make it
Got a body full of
bullet holes
Laying here naked
Still I,
Can't breathe
Something's
evil in my IV
Cause every time I breathe
I think they killing me
I'm
having nightmares,
Homicidal fantasies
I wake up stranglin'
Danglin' in
my bed sheets
I call the nurse cause it hurts
To reminisce
How did it
come to this?
I wish they didn't miss
Somebody help me
Tell me where to
go from here
Cause even thugs cry
But do the Lord care?
I try to
remember but it hurts
I'm walking through the cemetery talkin' to the dirt
I'd
rather die like a man
Than live like a coward
There's a ghetto up in
Heaven and its ours
Black Power
Is what we scream as we dream in a
paranoid state
And our fate, is a lifetime of hate
Dear mama, can you save
me?
And fuck peace
Cause the streets got our babies
We gotta eat
No
more hesitation
Each and every black males trapped
And they wonder why we
suicidal
Runnin' round strapped
Mr., Police
Please try to see
That
there's a million mothafuckas dressin' just like me
Only God can Judge Me Chorus Tupac Talking
That which does not kill me can only make
me stronger (That for real)
I don't see why everybody feel as though that
they gotta tell me how to live my life (you know)
Let me live baby, let me
live Verse 3: Rapping 4-Tay
Pac
I feel ya
Keep servin' it on the realer
For instance
Sayin' playa hatin'
marks is out ta kill ya
Would you be wrong
For bucking a nigga to the
pavement?
He gonna get me first
If I don't get him
Fool, start praying
Ain't
no such thing as self defense in the court of law
So judge us when we get to
where were goin' on the cross
That's real
Gotti, lurk thee
Crept the
fuck up on the
Sold a half a million tapes
No everybody want him
After
talkin' behind my back like a bitch would
Tellin' them niggas, "you can
fade us"
Punk, I wish you would
It be the same mothafuckas in your
face
That'll rush up in your place
To get your safe
Knowing you on that
paper chase
Grass, glass
Big screen and leather couch
My new shit is so
fine
I already sold half a key and ounce
Bitch
Remember Tupac and 4-Tay
The
same two brothas dodgin' bullets
And represtin' the Bay
Pac when you was
locked down
That's when I'll be around
Start climbing up the charts
So
sick, they try to clown
That's why they ride the bandwagon
Still be
draggin' tellin' lies
Don't think I don't see you haters
I know you all in
disguise Tupac Guess you figure you know me cause I'm a thug
That
love to hit the late night club, drinked and buzzed
And living lavish like a
playa all day
Now I'm 'bout to floss some boss player shit with 4-Tay
Only
God can Judge me Chorus Only god man
That's real
Fuck everybody else
Man
look here
My only fear of death is coming back to this bitch reincarnated
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We
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