Tupac Shakur featuring Stormy, Young Noble, E.D.I., Hussein Fatal, Yaki Kadafi & Big Syke - Don't Stop paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Don't Stop - Tupac Shakur featuring Stormy, Young Noble, E.D.I., Hussein Fatal, Yaki Kadafi & Big Syke



This go out to C. Delores Tucker, Bob Dole
And anybody else who feels like
They stronger than the constitution
Freedom of speech big baby, freedom of speech
Outlawz, that **** rap music, I hate that
It's just so violent and it destroys everybody
It makes the kids crazy, the kids **** people
There cop haters, they're going against society
I don't understand the music, it's too loud
It's too loud, it's too rowdy, it's too violent
Let's ban all rap music, ban Tupac
Ban the Outlaw Immortalz ban 'em
Listen it ain't no stopping
I gotta hustle, cop it and make it double
Try to stop it and touch it
I'ma cock it and **** it
**** **** it up tryna get it addicted to fast living
Get rich or die trying **** as 50
I've been Operating Under Thug Laws As A Warrior
Oppressed by the industry the hip-hop government
By the hip-hop police
Why you think Nas screaming hip-hop deceased?
No justice, all the judges got grudges
Giving my **** life for a little next to nothing
So wherever you are, just a little extra something
You ain't the only one, we all going through the struggle
Penny pinching, it's like you really ain't living
Eleven's, I'm cooking in the kitchen
Like we looking and we wishing
Praying will he hear it?
It's eating at my spirit
Speaking for the spirits
You can't break me, never make me, busta soft the beats
This Outlaw style got a brother off the streets
Miss Deloris Tucker sue me I won't stop
Till we get justice for these crooked cops on my block
Time Warner full of sissies tell 'em all to miss me
A bunch of hypocrites whistling Dixie
Good riddance 'cause you never should have touched me
You cowards knew you couldn't take the pressure I'ma make you sorry
Trust me, didn't cry when they dropped me
Can they stop me? Tryna sell 4 million copies
If I wasn't spitting it'd be prison or death
This rap game all we got left
So try to comprehend where we coming from
Life as an outlaw ain't meant for everyone so here we come
Recognize how we organize
Strategize now we unified brothers on the rise and we can't stop
No way, no how we got to keep moving
And putting it down, we can't stop
Stop, 'til we reach the top
Through the music we speak to the blocks, believe it or not
I don't know what you've been told
Real **** don't stay on they go
Can't stop until I get there you know
Won't stop until I get there keep going
Bury me with a Makaveli suit and a Mac
If God strike me with lightning, I'm shooting him back
Skinny 'cause I don't work out, my man is in the gym
Long as I'm strong enough to put a hammer on your chin
Trapped in the storm, **** the world till I'm gone
I'm bucking sat Corey Brooke he treating my **** wrong
Until I'm gone, they gon' see who I be
I'm pinching this bricks ducking from the penitentiary
Mysteriously it seems
Through my deepest thoughts and dreams it's all wrong
Pop too long gone, and now 18 I'm stranded on my own
Abandoned here in the zone
Protect my thrown pal like a king, Al Capone style
Fake no jacks on this grind
**** up with **** I get mine
Living life as a Don, Guess Gortex, Louis Vuitton
Yeah, your boy's back with the proper team
When they think I'm wearing Red I'ma rock the Green
On a whole 'nother episode, cops never heard of ya
The otherside'll hide down the block from the murder scene
Catch ya man he dead with the Fifth
When it's hot on Nu he G-Ride from the clear to the bricks
So gangster how he switched from the clear to the bricks
**** hate it but they scared of the Fifth
And we won't stop
Outlawz!
No way, no how we got to keep moving
And putting it down, we can't stop
Stop 'til we reach the top
Through the music we speak to the blocks, believe it or not
I don't know what you've been told
Real **** don't stay on they go
Can't stop until I get there you know
Won't stop until I get there keep going
This rap game like a robbery
'Cause it seems somebody hiding me, my ****
Make a mother**** cop a Ki'
Mother**** ain't no stopping me, my ****
It's Mussolini see me all in the midst
I'm still chilling like I'm bottle of Crys'
Enemies sharpen they So when you see me baby give me a kiss
So I'm posing with the frozen wrists
Outlaw immortalized we survived and curst
So I claim it like I'm **** a turf
Yeah, it's easy like I'm putting in work, not been easy you wanna jerk
Come the squeezey I'm ready to murk
Outlawz, Makaveli **** ready to flow
So baby are you ready to go?
Outlaw my **** be screaming at night
A Big Syko with the thug in your life, my ****
Don't stop, keep going
Even when the wheels fall off we keep rolling
This hip-hop thing just won't stop
It's number one at the top of the charts, here to stay like 'Pac
Man I just can't let it go, it's in my blood stream
So when I flow, I gotta do my thug thing
For the hood the under privileged and oppressed
Young **** get rich, cash no checks
We take the hood life, put it on wax
Get stakes now we living the good life
Car brand new and it shine so clean
Bought momma a house, on sweet sixteen's
And we, sitting clean in the latest edition
From the block to the movie screen keepin' it ****
Recognize how we organize, strategize
Now we unified brothers on the rise and we won't stop
No way, no how we got to keep moving
And putting it down, we can't stop
Stop 'til we reach the top
Through the music we speak to the blocks, believe it or not
I don't know what you've been told
Real **** don't stay on they go
Can't stop until I get there you know
Won't stop until I get there keep going
Outlawz
Outlawz



Writer(s): Tupac Shakur, Johnny Jackson, Lenton Hutton, Yafeu Fula, Bruce Washington, Malcolm Greenidge, Rufus Cooper, Tyrus Himes


Tupac Shakur featuring Stormy, Young Noble, E.D.I., Hussein Fatal, Yaki Kadafi & Big Syke - Pac's Life
Album Pac's Life
date de sortie
21-11-2006



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