Violent Lyrics - 2pacalypse Now - 2pac

They claim that I'm violent 

Just 'cause I refuse to be silent 

These hypocrites are havin fits 

'Cause I'm not buyin' it, defyin' it 

Envious because I will rebel against any oppressor 

And this is known as self defense 

I show no mercy, they claim that I'm the lunatic 

But when the shit gets thick, I'm the one you go and get 

Don't look confused, the truth is so plain to see 

'Cause I'm the nigga that you sell-outs are ashamed to be 

In every jeep and every car, brothers stomp this 

I'm never ignorant, getting goals accomplished 

The underground railroad on an uprise 

This time the truth's gettin' told, heard enough lies 

I told em fight back, attack on society 

If this is violence, then violent's what I gotta be 

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If you investigate you'll find out where it's comin' from 

Look through our history, America's the violent one 

Unlock my brain, break the chains of your misery 

This time the payback for evil shit you did to me 

They call me militant, racist cause I will resist 

You wanna censor somethin', motherfucker censor this 

My words are weapons, and I'm steppin' to the silent 

Wakin' up the masses, but you claim that I'm violent 

They claimin' that I'm violent, cut and scratched 

Fuck the damn cop, cut and scratched 

Just because we play what the people want 

They claimin' that I'm violent, cut and scratched 

Fuck the damn cop, cut and scratched 

Just because we play what the people want 

They claimin' that I'm violent, cut and scratched 

Fuck the damn cop, cut and scratched 

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The cops can't stand me, but they can't touch me 

Call me a dope man, cause I rock dope beats 

Jacked by the police, didn't have my ID 

I said, "Excuse me, why you tryin to rob me?" 

He had tha nerve to say that I had a curfew 

Do you know what time it is? 

Get out the fucking car, or I'll hurt you 

"Get out the car or I'lI hurt you" 

So here I go, I better make my mind up 

Pick my nine up or hit the line-up 

I chose B, stepped into the streets 

The first cop grabbed me, the other ripped my seat 

They grabbed my homie and they threw him to the concrete 

Ay man, aiyo, ay man just c'mon 

"What you doin' man?", They tried to frame me 

They tried to say I had some dope in the back seat 

But I'm a rap fiend, not a crack fiend 

My homie panicked, "I'm out", he tried to run 

Freeze nigga, I heard a bullet fire from the cop's gun 

My homie dropped so, I hit the cop 

I kept swingin', yo, I couldn't stop 

Before I knew it, I was beatin' the cop senseless 

The other cop dropped his gun, he was defenseless 

Argh, fuck you 

Now I'm against this cop who was racist 

Given him a taste of tradin' places 

And all this, cause the peckerwood was tryin' this 

Frame up, but I came up, now they claimin' that I'm violent 

As I was beatin' on a cop, I heard a gun click, uh-ohh 

Then the gun shot, but I wasn't hit 

I turned around it was my homie with the gun in hand 

He shot the cop damn, now he's a dead man 

I said, come on, it's time for us to get away 

Let's go, we gotta get the fuck outta here 

They called for backup, and they'll be on their way 

Jumped in the car, and tried to get away quick 

The car wouldn't start, damn, we in deep shit 

So we jumped out, c'mon let's take the cop's car 

We drove a little ways thinkin' that we got far 

But I looked up and all I saw was blue lights 

If I die tonight, I'm dying in a gunfight 

I grabbed the AK, my homie took the 12 gauge 

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray 

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons 

And when we through sprayin' Audi, then we steppin' 

This is a lesson to the rednecks and crooked cops 

You fuck with real niggaz, get ya fuckin' ass dropped 

So here we go, the police against us 

Dark as dusk, waitin' for the guns to bust, what's next man? 

What's next, I don't know and I don't care 

One things fo' sho' tomorrow I won't be here 

But if I go, I'm takin' all these punks with me 

Pass me a clip G, now come and get me 

You wanna sweat me, never get me to be silent 

Givin' them a reason, a reason to claim that I'm violent