Atron Gregory - Souljah's Revenge lyrics

[Lawyer] Mr. Shakur, can you please explain the meaning Behind your violent lyrics? [2Pac] Explain the meaning? The f** these n***as talkin bout? * sounds of running and sirens in background * [Kid] Damn... [Cop] Police, FREEZE! [Kid] Can't get sh** off! [Cop] I said FREEZE you miserable black son of a b**h! [Kid] What, come on, come on! * gun shot * My attitude is sh**ty My message to the censorship committee Who's the biggest gang of n***as in the city? The critics or the cops? The courts or the crooks, don't look so confused Take a closer look: n***as get they neck broke daily Tryin to stay jail free What the f** does Quayle know What young black males need? Please tell me Message to the censorship committee Who's the biggest gang of n***as in the city? Huh, I pack a nine millimeter cause I gotta Livin hotter than the 4th of July, if I gotta die, I gotta Momma told me, "Don't let em fade me.. .. n***a don't let em make you crazy!" Game is what she gave me Gotta watch your back, strapped Real n***as rat-pack If you get your a** taxed, bring a gat back That's not the way we made it That's just the way it is Slangin rocks, fed a n***a's kids I came up My message to the censorship committee Who's the biggest gang of n***as in the city? Cops pull me over, check my plates, but I'm legal You couldn't get me, figure f** with a n***as people They got me trapped, gat with the motherf**in hammer back Cops on my back, just cause I'm black, Snap Now I'm guilty? Message to the censorship committee Who's the biggest gang of n***as in the city? All you punk police will never find peace On the streets til the n***as get a piece, f** em! They k** you to control ya Pay top dollar for your soul Real n***as don't fold, straight souljah! Can't find peace on the streets Til the n***as get a piece, f** police, hear them screamin f** em! Can't find peace on the streets Til the n***as get a piece, f** police, hear them screamin (I hear ya!) f** em! Can't find peace on the streets Til the n***as get a piece, f** police, screamin (I hear ya!) f** em! Can't find peace on the streets Til the n***as get a piece, f** police, screamin (I hear ya!) f** em! Can't find peace on the streets Til the n***as get a piece, f** police (I hear ya!) f** em! Can't find peace on the streets Til the n***as get a piece, f** police (I hear ya!) f** em! Can't find peace on the streets Til the n***as get a piece, f** police (I hear ya!) The n***as scream f** em! Motherf**in punk police (I hear ya!) Thinkin they run the motherf**in streets It's mo' n***as than it's police Think (I hear ya!) One n***a, teach two n***as Teach three n***as, teach fo' n***as (I hear ya!) Teach mo' n***as, and we could run this sh**! I hear ya! [Outro - Repeat 10 X] They finally pulled me over and I laughed Remember Rodney King and I blast on his punk a** (I hear ya!)