[Intro: 2Pac Interview]
These little kids at the gas station
It impressed me that these little kids was like 14
And they pumping people's gas
Instead of taking the money like I would be, that's the easy way
They pumping people's gas and you know people is cruel
They'll give you a quarter after watching you inhale vapors and everything
They give you a quarter for pumping gas
And I gave the little kids like 50 bucks they was like "Ohh! Ohh! Thank you!"
But that teaches them the worst
That teaches them that when you work hard and be responsible, there's a reward for that
And I think that, just like I did that, corporations can do that
And on a big level you know
Just like imagine if a corporation just sent a representative and said
Go hang out in that playground, and when you tell me you see the one
Whatever kid is the coolest and shares the ball or lets the most people play basketball
We gon give him a scholarship
You know how many things - you know - cause that would bring hope
You know what I'm saying? There's no hope
And there's not going to be too many more Christmases, without hope
You know what I'm saying? Not to make it just about Christmas
There's not going to be too many more days, without hope
[Verse 1]
I used to be nicer than everybody
But that was back when everybody was on that playground
Singing around, I don't know what happened to me but look at me now
I've evolved from innocence to Brenda's tits like wow
Yeah, you jealous? I would be too
You're disgusted, I'm disgusted if they compare me to you
I feel like I see everything and ya'll are blind people blindfolded
Ignorant Syltherin slice your kidneys out have you crying for them back
I felt that feeling of making that first rack
Felt that feeling of making that first track
Scared for you're chain? No you worried bout getting your purse snatched
Kidnap the j**lery get that pearl cashed, oof
Shots, shots, bang b**h I'm coming
Let's sign Antonym, nah that thing can't get summoned
Omnipresent narrator editor this a one man show
I walk a tight one Philipe Petit, but walk as far as man can go
[Verse 2]
Yeah I'm that dude who raps
Couldn't care less for the judge like I'm innocent
Couldn't care less for the grudge not an inch for it
Couldn't care less for the d** pa** me some dap
And show a homie that you got him
Hid in some shadows made beats looks like Batman's back in Gotham
Posse possum, got some weasels that drive crazy like drunk vin diesel
Nevertheless, evil, Evil Knievel
I got so litterary it's scary
So many books in the bag it's hard to carry
What happened? What happened?
-- Tribe Sounds --
Somebody messed up the test tubes
She got them pressed-up laminated plastic
Just for s** b**bs, I ain't about just making out in the restroom
I ain't shaving sh** this girl deserves my f**ing best pubes
Confess to who, dress up like the preist I know all your secrets
Check yourself, your history, and who sees it
I read it, I read it
I read it, I read it