Still I Rise
In the deep dark clouds of the projects / Ain’t no sunshine / No sunny days and we only play sometimes
[Kastro]
Dear Lord
As we down here
Struggle for as long as we know
In search of a paradise to touch
Dreams are dreams
And reality seems to be the only place to go
The only place for us
I know
Try to make the best of bad situations
Seems to be my life’s story
Ain’t no glory in pain
Asoldier’s story in vain
And can’t nobody live this life for me
It’s a ride y’all
A long hard ride
[2Pac]
Somebody wake me I’m dreamin
I started as a seed
The semen
Swimmin upstream
Planted in the womb while screamin
On the top, was my pops
My momma screamin stop
From a single drop
This is what they got
Not to disrespect my peoples
But my poppa was a loser
Only plan he had for momma
Was to fuck her and abuse her
Even as a little seed
I could see his plan for me
Stranded on welfare
Another broken family
Now what was I to be
A product of this heated passion
Momma got pregnant
And poppa got a piece of ass
Look how it began
Nobody gave a fuck about me
Pistol in my hand
This cruel world can do without me
How can I survive?
Got me askin white Jesus
Will a nigga live or die
Cause the Lord can’t see us
In the deep dark clouds of the projects
Ain’t no sunshine
No sunny days and we only play sometimes
When everybody’s sleepin
I open my window
Jump to the streets and get to creepin
I can live or die
Hope I get some money
’fore I’m gone
I’m only 19
I’m tryin to hustle on my own
On the spot where everybody
And they pops tryin to slang rocks
I’d rather go to college
But this is where the game stops
Don’t get it wrong
Cause it’s always on
From dusk to dawn
You can buy rocks, Glocks or a heroin bong
You can ask my man
He’s a mind reader
Keep my nine heated
All the time this is how we grind
Meet up at the cemetary
Then get smoked out
Pass the weed nigga
That Hennessey’ll keep me keyed, nigga
Everywhere I go niggaz holla at me
“Keep it real G”
And my reply till they kill me
Act up if you feel me
I was born not to make it but I did
The tribulations of a ghetto kid
Still I rise
[Chorus] [Ta’He]
Still I (still I) I rise (I rise)
Please give me to the sky (the sky)
And if (and if) I die (I die)
I don’t want you to cry
[Kadafi]
I stay sharp as always
Runnin ya bricks with blitz
Through ya project hallways
Dumpin crews like two’s
Nigga all day
Secrets of war
Prepare me for the worst
A life that’s lavish full of cabbage
Or a life that’s in a hearse
But now my dreams it seeems though
Be placin triple beams and things bro
Diamond pinkie ring
Got the loot poppin out my jeans
[Napoleon]
Now I plan to keep my glock cocked
If trouble was searchin for me
Then why not?
Show em what I’m made of plus raised on
On my block
Chancellor Ave, where many turn to the street
Thugs snatchin bags
We out for power
Makin cash it wasn’t fast it’ll make me mad
I’m just like, pimpin
My homey on the corner with his gat tucked, in
Youngest they buckin somethin the life he leads
the life he don’t need
Don’t we all know
He tryin to rise up and we just go doe
Still he rise
[Young Noble]
Dreams of lost hope
I hit the strip broke
Where the fiends get coke
And still I rise
Now I float cowards ghost
Whenever we come around
I’m runnin down
clutchin a pound
Live as sirens
Duckin the sound
I used to hustle with my moms
Til the sun came
My homey Harm doin time
From this drug game
Stolen cars, war scars
Born an Outlaw
Behind bars
Go to sleep just to see the stars
Freedom is ours
Though we trapped on a firm block
Crackheads only ten learn to duck cops
[Yaki Kadafi]
In ninety-six my glock’s my plastic
Passion for blastin bastards
No faces for open caskets
Peelin ya cap backwards
Ya cowards ain’t prepared for pistol practice
I send my missiles through your mattress
Leavin holes in your body like a cactus
While me and my crew
Be boppin more greens than topic
And loot to keep the seams
In my motherfuckin jeans poppin
Leavin ya spleen to pick up
Half of you niggaz is softer than a Snicker
Let’s go to war and see who draw quicker
And still I rise
And still I rise...
[Chorus] (x2)
[Niamyja Tyler Jackson]
Y’all niggaz fake
All day everyday
So now I got radio play
Big, I thought you knew
I’m out this bitch
C’mon Pac, let’s go..