Words 2 My Firstborn Lyrics - 2pac

2Pac LYRICS 

"Words 2 My First Born" 

Hehehe, these are my words to my first born. 

Can you picture, young niggaz in a rush to grow 

til hard timers in the pen, had to crush his throat 

Probably never even saw it comin - too busy bullshittin 

Caught him with his mouth runnin; ain't this a bitch 

They got me twisted in this game 

The feds and the punk, po-lice pointin pistols at my brain 

I wonder if I'm wrong cause I'm thugged out 

My homies murdered execution style runnin in the drug house 

what was supposed to be a easy hit - now shit is flipped 

cause niggaz died over bullshit - it's not my dream 

I'm seein pictures of a broken man, no witnesses 

Only the questions of who smoked the man, young adolescents 

in our prime live a life of crime, though it ain't logical 

We hobble through these tryin times, livin blind 

Lord help me with my troubled soul 

Why all my homies had to die 'fore they got to grow? 

And right before I put my head on the pillow, say a prayer one love 

to the thugs in heaven I'll see you there 

It's written for the young and dumb that wasn't warned 

Help you make it through the storm 

My words to my first born, feel me 

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. My words to my first born 

. My words to my first born 

Since my very first day on this earth, I was cursed 

So I knew, that the birth of a child would make my life worse 

And though it hurt me there was no distortion 

Cause wild seeds can't grow, we need more abortions 

Quiet your soul, cause you know what you had to do 

And so did victims of a world they never came to 

I understand it's a better day comin 

Sometimes cats be sleepin on the dead end 

drivin with the car runnin blinded 

Ain't no love in the hood only hearts torn 

Love letters to the innocent and unborn 

All the babies that died up on the table 

Wasn't able to breathe, cause the family wasn't able 

Can't - blame her I would do the same 

All I could give it was my debt and my last name 

Cause in the game things change livin up and down 

This hard life got me walkin with my head down 

Flashin frowns wasn't meant to be, was I wrong? 

But I'll never get to know, so I carry on 

It's written for the young and dumb that wasn't born 

My words to my first born, feel me 

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. My words to my first born 

. Mmm! (Yeah) These are the words to my first born 

. Hey nigga talk to your born, talk to your seed nigga 

Two thousand somethin somethin it's a new era 

A nigga's too real, now see shit too clear 

See there's more than just this scrilla and this tilt 

(What else is it dawg?) 

The velvet and the silk, and makin sure my kittens got they milk 

(Hoo!) Gotta fill this mattress, let my kids know I'm at this 

Attack this, the Mack must roll, hood stroll 

Ain't no question is it? Above the Law hustlers 

If it's related to chips, homey we'll handle ya 

Yo. 

Although we never take advantage though we always into ery'thang 

By all means, stack green, gangsta lean 

They say money make the world go 'round 

So only 'ssociate yourself with paper chasers 

and niggaz that's truly down - and keep God first 

And give thanks for the good times, as well as when it hurts 

It's player haters every corner you hit 

Touchin their tits, hella thick, tryin to get you for yo' grip 

I know you stressed out and fed up 

But come out, gun-blazin, and keep yo' head up 

You can call it what you want to but it ain't gon' change 

Above the Law, 2Pac, O.G.'s in this rap game 

And we done lived a long hard life 

And we done shed so many tears under these bright lights 

Y'all, although we grew up, corrupted and scorned 

We still got a lot of wisdom, to give to our first born 

What you gon' tell your kids nigga? 

Who was you? What was you doin? How did you put it down? 

These my words to my motherfuckin first born 

so they can know, y'knahmean? Hehehe 

Ain't nuttin but a motherfuckin rider, Wessyde 'til I die 

That's all it was, it's a crooked-ass hand they deal a motherfucker 

I just played to win, just played to win 

Motherfucker gotta bet agains the odds.