Deeper Than Rap

2pac
Being strapped is only in self defense, right now where I’m at the world is
harsh, and i just don’t got no beautiful stories
Billy from the Jane side these rappers brain fried
Certified nigga bitch I’m flyer than a plain ride
Nothing like these lame guys nigga we take lives
Guns they ain’t the same size bullets they don’t take sides
Keep wishing that i fall hoe I seen it all bro
That ain’t what i call doe certified boss flow
Moving music like its all snow Something they all know
Struggling everyday I tell you motherfuckers call Joe
Bitch i been the same one they learned the game from
Now these rappers play dumb just wait until my day come
Keep sniffing till your face numb you just a waste bum
Success u won’t taste none I thank the lord that case done
See Bitch i had to fall back then got it all back
Tell me what u call that that is what i call facts
You know your lyrics all wack my niggas all strapped
Riding out in all black bet u niggas all rat
For me to be out here saying put your guns down, and now violence that’s
hypocritical, and if I didn’t talk about the violence, Everybody would act like
the violence isn’t there. We as rappers, brought that violence.
we bought the violence that we seen on the streets, we put in our records
Let me Take u back to 0 six we moving glow sticks
Shipping mo and mo' bricks nigga that ain’t no tricks
Hate and money don’t mix you need your own kicks
Tryna be somebody else is something money won’t fix
Bitch i been the same me I’m gone remain me
Had to sign myself so all these labels don’t restrain me
Money never change me I’m still the same g
Niggas sell they soul for all the gold but still the game free
That Certified boss shit bitch i done lost shit
Dare a nigga cross this then he getting offed quick
My patience running real thin I been a real king
Always keep a steel thing see thats what being real bring
They love to say I’m old mane stuck in my old brain
You Haters ain’t got no shame rappers broke with no fame
Got the city in my gold chain stuck in this cold game
Before me they had no name go ask honey cocaine
To me, I have no patience ah for anybody that doubts me. None, at all.
It’s too hard out here, you know what I’m saying? If my people don’t stand up
for me, who is? I understand these white folks looking at me like that cause
they don’t know me.
Adrenaline all in my melanin I’m back again
On the Jane they call me veteran I get it in
Late nights when i was peddling no Letterman
And ain’t no rapper I ain’t better than I’m medicine
These haters wishing i would die in hell still i ain’t fell
I’m just building back my clientele can’t die in jail
Always grinding nigga might as well I might as well
And I ain’t sitting back inside a cell stuck in a spell
The holy spirit what I’m high up on I’m high and gone
Same nigga they be lying on, but i am strong
Used to keep a loaded fireman, to lye upon
Art of war inside the quiet storm the riots on
Ain’t no mercy for the other side, we certified
You can see it in they momma' eyes, they traumatized
Real niggas always on the rise, ain’t no surprise
See I ain’t nothing like these other guys look in my eyes
People should look me in my eyes, they should look me in my eyes.
look me in my eyes