Tupac Shakur Po Nigga Blues Feat. Ron Isley (Prod by Scott Storch) Lyrics

[Girl]

Scott Storich

[Hook (Tupac)]

Why'd you sland crack? I had to
Why'd you sland crack? Cuz I had to
Why'd you sland crack? Cuz I had to
A n____ gotta pay the f___in bills

[Verse 1 (Tupac)]

Crazy, I gotta look at what you gave me, claimin I'ma criminal when you the one that made me
They got me trapped in this slavery
now I'm lost in the holocaust headin for my grave G
I told Sam he could f___ the war, and got a busted jaw for sayin "f___ the law"
And if you wonder why I'm mad, check the record
Whats a n____ gotta do to get respected
Sometimes I think I'm getting tested, and if I don't say "yes" a n____ quick to get arrested
That's the reason I stay zestin(??), I keep a vest on my chest incase the cops is getting
restless
Walkin round ready to light s___ up, because my life is f___ed, some say I'm slightly nuts
Buck buck is the sound as I move up, other n____s pay attention when a fool bust
They make a n____ be a killer, I used to be a dealer but they wanted to see whos realer
Now them same mother f___as wanna murder me, and I wonder if the lord ever heard of me
I need loot, so I'm doin what I do, and don't say s___ until you've walked in my shoes,
Theres no other destiny to choose, I had nothing left to lose, so I'm singin the po n____ blues

[Hook]

[Verse 2 (Tupac)]

Coppin these brand new shoes, but what the f___ can a n____ do, my little boy gotta eat too
So why must I sock a fella? Just live large like rocafella
And did you ever stop to think? I'm old enough to go to war but I aint old enough to drink
Cops wanna hit me with the book, and you hooked on my "I don't give a f___" look
Makin rules, I'ma break em, no matter how much you make em, show me bakin, I'ma take em
So don't you ever temp me, I'm a fool for mine n____, and my pockets stay big(??)
To my brother in the barrio, you livin worse then the n____s in ghetto so
I give a f___ about your language or complexion, you got love for the n____s in my section
You got problems with the punk police, don't run from the chumps, get the pump from me
We aint free, I'll be d___ed if I played a chip for a blonde haired blue eyed Caucasian b____
Down with my home boy rich, f___ a snitch and groupie a__ b____
And a n____ with a cellular phone, leave his baby at home so he can go out and bone(huh)
And you wonder why we blazin n____s, cuz you punks haven babies cant raise the n____s
And they d___ed to be f___ ups too, drink 40s of brew, singin the n____ blues

[Hook]

Why'd you sland crack? Cuz I had too
Why'd you sland crack? Cuz I had too
Why'd you sland crack? Cuz I had too
And now I'm headin for the mother f___ in PEN