2pac — Only God Can Judge Me

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Only God can judge me, only god?
Only God can judge me now
Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back
I couldn’t 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 can’t see
And in my mind I’ma 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?
Everybody’s dyin tell me what’s the use of tryin
I’ve been Trapped since birth, cautious, cause I’m cursed
And fantasies of my family, in a hearse
And they say it’s the white man I should fear
But, it’s my own kind doin all the killin here
I can’t lie, ain’t no love for the other side
Jealousy inside, make em wish I died
Oh my Lord, tell me what I’m livin for
Everybody’s droppin got me knockin on heaven’s door
And all my memories, of seein brothers bleed
And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees
Recollect your thoughts don’t get caught up in the mix
Cause the media is full of dirty tricks
Only God can judge me Only God can judge me only god
Only god can judge me now
Only God can judge me only god
Only god can judge me now
I hear the doctor standing over me Screamin I can make it Got a body full of bullet holes layin here naked
Still I, can’t breathe, somethings evil in my IV
Cause everytime I breathe, I think they killin’ me
I’m 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 didn’t 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
I’m walkin through the cemetary talkin to the, dirt
I’d rather die like a man, than live like a coward
There’s a ghetto up in Heaven and it’s 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 male’s trapped
And they wonder why we suicidal runnin round strapped
Mista, Po-lice, please try to see that it’s
A million motherfuckers stressin just like me Only God can judge me Only God can judge me only god
Only god can judge me now
Only God can judge me only god
Only god can judge me now