Tattoo Tears
Forgive my adversaries they don’t understand / What we go through / To become a man
[2Pac& (Outlawz)]
Live, right back at ’cha Westside, baby
Aight fuck it
We gone flip some new shit now
You heard “All Eyez on Me”
Niggas know what time it is
(Makaveli the Don)
’Pac do it like that
Rhymin and stealin, sellin five million
(Outlaw.. ninety-nine)
Fresh out on bail, niggas still can’t see me
(Napoleon, E.D.I, Young Noble, Fatal Hussein)
That’s how it is
Now we got a new motherfuckin plan
And a new mission
(Makaveli the Don, Greg Nice, Outlaw - Outlaw)
Competition, so they say, these niggas is gay
(Outlaw - Outlaw)
Blast me?
It could never happen
At least not while I’m walkin and rappin
Heard of some niggas on the other side of town
Who wanna ride wit me
(Throw ya hands up, hands up)
They can’t hide
Listen to the rough shit, my click
(Throw ya motherfuckin hands up)
I said many times
Busters still can’t see
Y’all niggas can’t fuck with me
(Outlaw)
I been
Handlin stress in this shit for years
Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears
Now, I
Said many times
Busters still can’t see
Y’all niggas can’t fuck with me
(Outlaw)
I been
Handlin stress in this shit for years
Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears
[2Pac]
Now, Rock-a-bye baby
I’m thugged out and so crazy
Don’t want to hurt a soul nigga
So don’t make me
I got a dream to see my whole team in Lexus Coupes
My enemies dead ’n’ buried
Now the stress is through
But that’s a dream
Though it seems like reality
There’ll
Never be peace long as there’s fiends
On these Cali streets
Even on the other side brothers die
But ride
Niggas get high off a slow form of suicide
Hide the closest thoughts
The war is fought as casualties
I live my life to fuckin mo’
Exposin tragically
How can we find some peace
And niggas still ain’t get a piece
I know I’m probably hellbound
But we got to eat
I’m seeing Satin infiltratin
My military mind
Make me hustle all the time
Go out for cash makin
Forgive my adversaries they don’t understand
What we go through
To become a man
We sheddin tattoed tears
[Hook]
I said many times
Busters still can’t see
Y’all niggas can’t fuck with me
(Outlaw)
I been
Handlin stress in this shit for years
Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears
Now, I
Said many times busters still can’t see
Y’all niggas can’t fuck with me
(Outlaw)
I been
Handlin stress in this shit for years
Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears
[2Pac] Thugged out, baby!
[Young Noble]
We don’t shed tears we shed blood
Do you still wanna be a thug? HUH? WHAT?
We don’t shed tears we shed blood
Do you still wanna be a thug?
[Young Noble]
Yo
Criminal ways of thinkin
Made me crave Abe Lincolns
The days I spent stinkin
Caught victims on the weekends
Seeking a better path
Expose a better half of me
Blast for me
The task after me
For a few years
Sheddin tattooed tears
Like Gram’ Sammy
We feudin for the whole damn family
We scarred up
Homies is barred up for mad time
Outlawz locked down for some past crimes
Fast dimes
Made my stash grow smaller
Your block ain’t no harder
Fake baller
[Napoleon]
Nigga it’s like this
I been thuggin just for the cause of it
Out to get all of it
But I’ll never loose my balls and shit
And it’s all for the pressure
That’ll make me cock my shit up off the dresser
Made nigga mafia
Of course my niggas gonna test ya
Answers to the questions
Bullets to my Smith N’ Wesson
Still stucked up in a fuck session
Jersey where the niggas flexin
Po-po’s guessin
If the stolen car gonna do a drive-by
Wet em up from his shoulders
Leave him bye-bye
Now mama cry-cry
But it ain’t my time to either die-die
So ask me why-why
But I feel that God owe me my life
For the things he did
But I turn my pleasure into sin
Blazed out sheddin tattoed tears
[Hook]
[Kadafi]
Shit.. ain’t no unity
In my community it’s do or die
Seein my opprunities through these bars of hell
While gettin high
As life replays like time
Underhanded schemes
To get that cream and things
While livin this life of crime
My enemies want me squeezed
They get dumped like 3’s
With 57 wasted at they knees
Please beware we thugs revolution size
Criminals dare be last mental me intitutionalize
Locked down, got many
Shell shocked, now
Holdin down fort like I’m stuck in court cell block style
[Kastro]
Yo, I been loosin sleep
Stay awake way past late
Visions of killers en masse
At the blast mayne
As I lay here gatted down and tatted
Knowin now it’s hard to slow down
For a addict
It’s been years of stugglin
Guzzlin beers
Beefin and never even
Ain’t no love in the air
And I suffer my shit in hell
Talkin to the heavens
Walkin thru the valley of death with my fellas
I lost a lot
Startin with hope I tried
And for every tattoo
I got a moment I cried
I’m thru with the lies
The two in my eyes
Yell pain
Step in my shoes, nuttin to lose, but my brain
I’mma hold it down tho’
With all the struggle to bear
Ain’t nothing to fear
Cryin these tattooed tears
Come on...
[Hook] (repeats to fade)