[Lawyer:] Mr. Shakur, can you please explain the meaning behind your violent lyrics?
[2Pac:] Explain the meaning? The fuck these niggas talking bout?
[*sounds of running and sirens in background*]
[Kid:] Damn… [Cop:] Police, FREEZE! [Kid:] Can’t get shit off! [Cop:] I said FREEZE you miserable black son of a bitch! [Kid:] What, come on, come on!
[*gun shot*]
My attitude is shitty My message to the censorship committee Who’s the biggest gang of niggas in the city? The critics or the cops? The courts or the crooks, don’t look so confused Take a closer look: Niggas get they neck broke daily Trying to stay jail free What the fuck does Quayle know What young black males need? Please tell me Message to the censorship committee Who’s the biggest gang of niggas in the city? Huh, I pack a nine millimeter cause I gotta Living hotter than the 4th of July, if I gotta die, I gotta Momma told me, “Don’t let em fade me… …nigga don’t let em make you crazy!” Game is what she gave me Gotta watch your back, strapped Real niggas rat-pack If you get your ass taxed, bring a gat back That’s not the way we made it That’s just the way it is Slangin rocks, fed a nigga’s kids I came up My message to the censorship committee Who’s the biggest gang of niggas in the city? Cops pull me over, check my plates, but I’m legal You couldn’t get me, figure fuck with a niggas people They got me trapped, gat with the motherfucking hammer back Cops on my back, just cause I’m black, SNAP Now I’m guilty? Message to the censorship committee Who’s the biggest gang of niggas in the city? All you punk police will never find peace On the streets til the niggas get a piece, fuck em! They kill you to control ya Pay top dollar for your soul Real niggas don’t fold, straight souljah! Can’t find peace on the streets Til the niggas get a piece, fuck police, hear them screaming Fuck em! Can’t find peace on the streets Til the niggas get a piece, fuck police, hear them screaming (I hear ya!) Fuck em! Can’t find peace on the streets Til the niggas get a piece, fuck police, screaming (I hear ya!) Fuck em! Can’t find peace on the streets Til the niggas get a piece, fuck police, screaming (I hear ya!) Fuck em! Can’t find peace on the streets Til the niggas get a piece, fuck police (I hear ya!) Fuck em! Can’t find peace on the streets Til the niggas get a piece, fuck police (I hear ya!) Fuck em! Can’t find peace on the streets Til the niggas get a piece, fuck police (I hear ya!) The niggas scream fuck em! Motherfucking punk police (I hear ya!) Thinking they run the motherfucking streets It’s mo’ niggas than it’s police Think (I hear ya!) One nigga, teach two niggas Teach three niggas, teach fo’ niggas (I hear ya!) Teach mo’ niggas, and we could run this shit! I hear ya!
They finally pulled me over and I laughed Remember Rodney King and I blast on his punk ass (I hear ya!) [10x]