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letra de still i rise (original version) - 2pac

[intro: 2pac & big syke]
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome
f-ckin’ with this alizé
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome
my n-gga, johnny j, studio full of mothaf-ckers
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome
that’s right
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome

[verse 1: 2pac]
somebody wake me i’m dreamin’, i started as a seed, the s-m-n
swimmin’ upstream, planted in the womb while screamin’
on the top, was my pops, my momma screamin’ “stop”
from a single drop, this is what they got
not to disrespect my peoples but my poppa was a loser
only plan he had for momma was to f-ck her and abuse her
even as a little seed, i could see his plan for me
stranded on welfare, another broken family
now what was i to be, the product of this heated p-ssion
momma got pregnant, and poppa got a piece of -ss
look how it began, n0body gave a f-ck about me
pistol in my hand, this cruel world can do without me
how can i survive?
got me askin’ white jesus “will a n-gga live or die?”
’cause the lord can’t see us
in the deep, dark clouds of the projects, ain’t no sunshine
no sunny days and we only play sometimes
when everybody’s sleepin’
i open my window, jump to the streets and get to creepin’
i can live or die, hope i get some money ‘fore i’m gone
i’m only 19, out tryin’ to hustle on my own
on this block where everybody and they pops tryin’ to slang rocks
i’d rather go to college, but this is where the game stops
don’t get it wrong ’cause it’s always on, from dusk to dawn
you can buy rocks, glocks or a herringbone
you can ask my man, he’s a mind reader
keep my nine heater all the time, this is how we grind
meet up at the cemetery then get smoked out, p-ss the weed, n-gga
that hennessy’ll keep me keyed n-gga
everywhere i go n-ggas holla at me, “keep it real, g”
and my reply: “’til they k!ll me,” act up if you feel me
i was born not to make it but i did
the tribulations of a ghetto kid, still i rise

[chorus: 2pac & big syke]
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome
and still i rise
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome

[verse 2: yaki kadafi]
i stay sharp as always
runnin’ ya bricks with blitz, through ya project hallways
dumpin’ crews like two’s, n-gga, all day
secrets of war prepare me for the worst
a life that’s lavish full of cabbage or a life that’s in a he-rs-
but now my dreams it seems though
be placin’ triple beams and things, bro
diamond pinky ring got the loot poppin’ out my jeans slow

[verse 3: hussein fatal]
dynamically this dude will twist your sh-t ceramically
able to write a fatal verse with no profanity
it’s on for al g., nikko storm and nasty new
i put a hole in your crew, tryin’ to p-ss me
with no remorse
you get blasted full force
a nike endors-m-nt doin’ shootings on a horse
world wide supremacy
all y’all remember me
hung over from hennessy
with a menace intendency
police be clockin’ me
so i be dippin’, slippin’ sloppily
sippin’ vodka, b
and ditchin’ clips on private property
when five-o be comin’
n-ggas be runnin’ for they life and freedom
the type to beat ’em
hittin’ gates and break and try to lead ’em
to pit terriers, monclair gettin’ scarier
they nine’s, they shoot ’em in secluded areas
the barrier, not me
i’m burned ’em off the d-ck, stayin’ scot-free
’til task har-ss my -ss and try to have the ave locked d
my n-gga fell
givin’ a whole essence county trigger h-ll
runnin’ the f-ckin’ block and duckin’ cops tryin’ to get a bail

[verse 4: yaki kadafi]
in ’96 my glock’s my plastic p-ssion for blastin’ b-st-rds
no faces for open caskets, peelin’ ya cap backwards
ya cowards ain’t prepared for pistol practice
i send my missiles through your mattress
leavin’ holes in your body like a cactus
while me and my crew be boppin’, more greens the topic
and loot to keep the seams in my motherf-ckin’ jeans poppin’
leavin’ ya spleen to pick up
half of you n-ggas is softer than a snicker
let’s go to war and see who draw quicker
and still i rise, and still i rise
and still i rise, and still i rise

[outro: 2pac, big syke & (a lil kid)]
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome
(no matter what you m-th-f-ckas do to me)
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome
(i’ma still come up)
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome
(so f-ck all y’all)
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome
(y’all can’t stop the real sh-t)
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome
(little n-ggas tearin’ sh-t up)
(y’all n-ggas respect it)
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome
(all day every day)
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome
(now i got rebels waitin’)
(b.i.g.)
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome
(thought you knew)
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome
(i’m out this b-tch)
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome
(come on, pac)
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome
(let’s get, let’s get the f-ck outta here, pac)
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome
(got some hoes waitin’ outside)
what you say?
’96 big body sittin’ on chrome
(i said we got some hoes waitin’ outside)

- 2pac

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