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Changed Man (OG) (Instrumental)
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Changed Man (OG) (Instrumental)
This Instrumental Was Created By Dj G545, I Had Nothin' To Do With It'z Makin'. I Just uploaded It Cause I Like It & Because He Asked Me To..
Thank Dj G545 If U Can!!!!
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2Pac 4 Life!!!






![2PAC- Black Jesuz (Instrumental)
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[2Pac]
Searching for Black Jesus
Oh yeah, sportin jewels and shit, yaknahmean?
(Black Jesus; you can be Christian
Baptist, Jehovah Witness)
Straight tatted up, no doubt, no doubt
(Islamic, wont matter to me
Im a thug; thugs, we praise Black Jesus, all day)
Young Kadafi in this bitch, set it off nigga..
What?
[Kadafi]
I do my shootins on a knob, prayin to God for my squad
Stuck in a nightmare, hopin he might care
Though times is hard, up against all odds, I play my cards
like Im jailin, shots hittin up my spot like midnight rains hailin
Got me bailin to stacks more green; Gods aint tryin to be trapped
on no block slangin no rocks like bean pies
Brainstorm on the beginnin
Wonder how shit like the Quran and the Bible was written
What is religion?
Gods words all cursed like crack
Shai-tans way of gettin us back
Or just another one of my Black JesuS traps
[Storm]
Whos got the heart to stand beside me?
I feel my enemies creepin up in silence
Dark prayer, scream violence - demons all around me
Cant even bend my knees just a lost cloud; Black Jesus
give me a reason to survive, in this earthly hell
Cause I swear, they tryin to break my well
Im on the edge lookin down at this volatile pit
Will it matter if I cease to exist? Black Jesus
[2Pac]
All hail, the pressure no endeavor can fail
Some missin souls turn to hoes when exposed to jail
In times of war we need somebody raw, rally the troops
like a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us through
Black Jesus, hahahahaha
Hes like a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us through
Black Jesus
[Young Noble]
Outlawz we got our own race, culture, religion
Rebellin against the system, commence to lynchin
The President aint even listenin to the pain of the youth
We make music for eternity, forever the truth
Political prisoner, the two choices that they givin us
Ride or die, for life they sentence us
Oh Black Jesus, please watch over my brother Shawn
Soon as the sky get bright, its just another storm
Brothers gone, now labeled a statistic
Aint no love for us ghetto kids, they call us nigglets
History repeats itself, nuttin new
In school I knew, erything I read wasnt true
Black Jesus
[2Pac]
To this click Im dedicated, criminal orientated
An Outlaw initiated, blazed and faded
Made for terror, major league niggaz pray together
Bitches in they grave while my real niggaz play together
We die clutchin glasses, filled with liquor bomblastic
Creamated, last wishes nigga smoke my ashes
High sigh why die wishin, hopin for possibilities
Ill mob on, why they copy me sloppily
Cops patrol projects, hatin the people livin in them
I was born an inmate, waitin to escape the prison
Went to church but dont understand it, they underhanded
God gave me these commandments, the world is scandalous
Blast til they holy high; baptize they evil minds
Wise, no longer blinded, watch me shine trick
Which one of yall wanna feel the degrees?
Bitches freeze facin Black Jesus
[2Pac]
All hail, the pressure no endeavor can fail
Some missin souls turn to hoes when exposed to jail
In times of war we need somebody raw, rally the troops
like a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us through
Black Jesus
[Kastro]
Some say, some day, some how, some way, we gon fail
And it aint hard to tell, we dwell in hell
Trapped, black, scarred and barred
Searching for truth, where its hard to find God
I play the Pied Piper, and to this Thug Life, Im a lifer
Proceed, to turn up the speed, just for stripes
My Black Jesus, walk through this valley with me
Where we, so used to hard times and casualties
Indeed, it hurt me deep to have to sleep on the streets
And havent eaten in weeks, so save a prayer for me
And all the young thugs, raised on drugs and guns
Blazed out and numb, slaves to this slums
This aint livin... Jesus
{*singers repeat in background 3X*}
We believed in you
Everything you do
Just wanna let you know, how we feel
Black Jesus!
Searchin for Black Jesus
Its hard, its hard
We need help out here
So we searchins for Black Jesus
Its like a Saint, that we pray to in the ghetto, to get us through
Somebody that understand our pain
You know maybe not too perfect, you know
Somebody that hurt like we hurt
Somebody that smoke like we smoke
Drink like we drink
That understand where we coming from
Thats who we pray to
We need help yall 2PAC- Black Jesuz (Instrumental)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/C3cqavnsUJs/mqdefault.jpg)



![2PAC- Only God Can Judge Me (Instrumental)
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Only God Can Judge Me
(feat. Rappin 4-Tay)
[Intro: 2Pac]
Only God can judge me, is that right?
[synth voice] Only God can judge me now
Only God baby, nobody else, nobody else
All you other motherfuckers get out my business
[Verse One: 2Pac]
Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back
I couldnt 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 cant see
And in my mind Ima 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?
Everybodys dyin tell me whats the use of tryin
Ive been Trapped since birth, cautious, cause Im cursed
And fantasies of my family, in a hearse
And they say its the white man I should fear
But, its my own kind doin all the killin here
I cant lie, aint no love for the other side
Jealousy inside, make em wish I died
Oh my Lord, tell me what Im livin for
Everybodys droppin got me knockin on heavens door
And all my memories, of seein brothers bleed
And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees
Recollect your thoughts dont get caught up in the mix
Cause the media is full of dirty tricks
Only God can judge me
[Chorus: 2Pac]
[synth voice] Only God can judge me
Thats right baby, yeah baby
[synth voice] Only God
Hahahahahahahaha
[synth + Pac] Only God can judge me, only God can judge
[synth cont.] me, only God
Only God can judge me
[synth + Pac] Only God can judge me
And only God can
[synth voice] Only God can judge me, only God
Only God can judge me
[synth + Pac] Only God can judge me
Only God can judge me
[synth voice] Only God can judge me, only God
Only God can judge me
[synth voice] Only God can judge me now
[heart monitor: long beep]
Flatline!
[Verse Two: 2Pac]
I hear the doctor standing over me [heart monitor: beeping slowly]
screamin I can make it
Got a body full of bullet holes layin here naked
Still I, cant breathe, somethings evil in my IV
Cause everytime I breathe, I think they killin me [beeping sound stops]
Im having nightmares, homicidal fantansies
I wake up stranglin, danglin my bed sheets
I call the nurse cause it hurts, to reminisce
How did it come to this? I wish they didnt miss
Somebody help me, tell me where to go from here
Cause even Thugs cry, but do the Lord care?
Try to remember, but it hurts
Im walkin through the cemetary talkin to the, dirt
Id rather die like a man, than live like a coward
Theres 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
Mista, Po-lice, please try to see that its
a million motherfuckers stressin just like me
Only God can judge me
[Chorus w/ variations]
[Interlude: 2Pac]
That which does not kill me can only make me stronger
(Thats for real)
and I dont 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 Three: Rappin 4-Tay, Tupac]
Pac I feel ya, keep servin it on the reala
For instance say a playa hatin mark is out to kill ya
Would you be wrong, for buckin a nigga to the pavement?
He gon get me first, if I dont get him fool start prayin
Aint no such thing as self-defense in the court of law
So judge us when we get to where were goin wearin a cross, thats real
Got him, lurked him, crept the fuck up on him
Sold a half a million tapes now everybody want him
After talkin behind my back like a bitch would
Tellin them niggaz, You can fade him, punk I wish you would
It be them same motherfuckers in your face thatll rush up in your place
to get your safe, knowin you on that paper chase
Grass, glass, big screen and leather couch
My new shit is so fetti already sold a key of ounce
Bitch, remember Tupac and 4-Tay
Them same two brothers dodgin bullets representin the Bay
Pac when you was locked down, thats when Ill be around
Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown
Thats why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin sellin lies
Dont think I dont see you haters, I know you all in disguise
Guess you figure you know me cause Im a Thug
That love to hit the late night club, drink then buzz
Been livin lavish like a player all day
Now Im bout to floss em off, player shit with 4-Tay
Only God can judge me
[Chorus w/ variations]
[4Tay] Only God main
[2Pac] That right?
[4Tay] Thats real
[2Pac] Hahahahahaha
[4Tay] Fuck everybody else, yaknowhatImsayin?
[2Pac] Man, look here man
My only fear of death is comin back to this bitch reincarnated
Thats for the homey mental
We up out
[Chorus w/out 2Pac continues to fade] 2PAC- Only God Can Judge Me (Instrumental)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/D9mNSzzqRt4/mqdefault.jpg)