[Intro – 2Pac]
If I know that in this hotel room, they have food everyday
And I'm knocking on the door everyday... to eat, and they tell-
And they open the door, let me see the- the party
Let me see like them throwing salami all over the-
I- I mean just like- THROWING food around...
But they're telling me "there's no food in here"--
You know what I'm saying? EVERY DAY!
I'm standing outside trying to SING my way in- you know what i'm saying?
"We are hungry please let us in, we are hungry please let us in"
After about a week that song is gonna change to...
"We hungry, we need some food"
After two/three weeks it's like, you know...
"Gimmie all the food or we're breaking down the door"
And after a YEAR!! then you just like-
You know what I'm saying, I'm picking the lock
Coming through the door blasting, you know what I'm saying?
It's like you hungry, you reached your level
You don't want anymore, we asked 10 years ago
[Verse 1]
It's funny to watch all of these people with they surfboards out tryna catch these waves
They ain't ever do sh**, never done sh**
Except s** dick, now you wanna go and get paid?
I remember the days when y'all thought y'all was cool
Like in middle school, I ain't give a f** then, why would you think I do now?
I never followed the crowd, I always did stand out
I always did different sh**, different shoes, different pants
Making moves, skipping cla**
Skateboarding, kicking and pushing before it was cool
But I keep it G with a gun in my fanny pack
All my friends handicapped, dyslexic maniacs
Cool kids would bully them I tell em take it back
Now the cool kids are broke and my people making cash
In a foreign whip driving fast, like I can't wait to crash
[Hook]
I ain't here to make friends, what the f** are those
I ain't here to be cool, I been f**ing froze
I ain't here to get b**hes, I been ducking hoes
I ain't here, just act like I ain't here
I ain't here, I ain't here to make friends, I got my f**ing bros
I ain't here to be cool, I been f**ing froze
I ain't here to get b**hes, I been ducking hoes
I ain't here, they act like I ain't here, I ain't here
[Verse 2]
These f** boys switching up, like they don't know whose dick to s**
I want to throw up every time that I'm in the club
Since when do rappers act like video s*uts
Watching for n***as to get a little buzz
Then they jump on that sh** and they give it up
Hop on the remix and mix it up
b**h n***a, I don't need your cosign, your cosign
Y'all wanted me to ghostwrite, to ghostwrite
Y'all n***as is the ho type, the ho type
I come up on my own hype, my own hype
[Hook]
[Bridge][x3]
Oh you see me on my sh** now baby
See me driving foreign whips now baby
What you want to be my b**h now baby
No you can't s** this dick now baby, this dick now baby
[Hook]
[Bridge 2][x2]
Mix-a-lot gave me the torch, but 2Pac gave me the crown
It was your year last year, but it's my sh** now
[Interlude – 2Pac]
Cause this world is such a, um
And when I say this world, I mean it, I don't mean in an ideal sense
I mean every day, every little thing you do
Is such a, 'Gimme, gimme, gimme! Everybody back off.'
You know, everybody's like taught that from school, everywhere; big business
'You wanna be successful, you wanna be like Trump? Gimme, gimme, gimme, push, push, push, push, step, step, step, crush, crush, crush!'
That's how it all is, and it's like
No one ever stops, just you know, I feel like
Instead of us just being like slavery's bad, slavery's bad, bad whitey, bad whitey
I mean, alright let's stop that, and everybody's smart enough to know that
I mean, we been slighted, and we want ours
And I don't mean mine, like ours, like 40 acres and a mule
Cause we past that, but we need help
I mean, for us to be on our own two feet
Us meaning you, or us meaning black people, whatever you want to take it for
For us to be on our own two feet we do need help
Because we have been here, we have been a good friend
If you want to make it a relationship type thing, we have been there
And now we deserve our payback, it's like you got a friend that you don't never look out for
You know you dressed up in j**els, now America's got j**els, and they got- they paid and everything, and they lending money to everybody except us
It's like everybody need a little help on their way to being, you know, self-reliant
I mean if this is truly a melting pot in the country where we care about, and lady liberty got a hand like this, and she really love us
Then we really need to be like that, and it needs to be the black kids that there's a white person got money, then you need to help em
You need to help black kids, Mexican kids, Korean kids, whatever
But it needs to be real, and it need to be before we all die
And then you say oh I made a mistake, we should've gave them some money
We really should've helped these folks
It's gon be too late, you know what I'm saying
And then that's when you gotta pay your own karma
And that's what god make you pay, god punishes you
Cause I feel like you know, it's too much money here
I mean nobody should be hitting the lotto for 36 million when we got people starving in the streets
That is not idealistic, that's just real
That is stupid, there's no way Michael Jackson should have, or whoever Jackson, should have a million thousand triple billion dollars and then there's people starving
There's no way! There's no way that these people own planes and then there are people that don't have houses, apartments, shacks, drawers, pants
I know you rich, I know you got 40 billion dollars, could you just keep it to one house?
You only need one house, and if you only got two kids can you just keep it to two rooms?
I mean why have 52 rooms and you know there's somebody with no rooms?
It just don't make sense to me, it don't
And these people celebrate Christmas, they got big trees, huge trees, all little trimmings, everybody got gifts and then somebody starving
And they're having a white Christmas, they're having a great Christmas
Eggnog and the whole nine, that's not fair to me
I think that when there's hopelessness, people revolt
It's like they going, is America gonna help us ever?
We know for a long time they haven't, but are they ever? And all things are showing us. You know there's somebody going ‘No, they're not going to help you!' And of course we seeing, no they not helping us
All bullsh** aside, it all comes down to we gotta survive. Even warriors put their spears down on Sunday. We got to survive here in this country because I'm not going back to Africa. We gotta survive here. And for us to survive here, white folks, black folks, Korean folks, Mexican folks, Puerto Ricans, we gotta understand each other
We gotta take a bigger chance. And when I say American, people think I'm talking about Uncle Sam, I mean like actually Uncle Sam with the grey hair, I mean you. You! You! You need to check yourself and see how racist you are. It's real