歌曲 | R U Still Down? (Remember Me) |
歌手 | Tupac |
专辑 | R U Still Down? [Remember Me] |
作词 : Mayfield, Pizarro, Two Pac | |
R U Still Down [repeat 3X] | |
[Verse One: 2Pac] | |
Now up and at em it's on, I was raised to be strong | |
And Mama told me be a Thug since the day I was born | |
I came up, out the gutter never changed my style | |
Got for real about my papers, cause the game was wild | |
And the fame was a plot to try to change me | |
And what's strange is nobody knew my name 'fore it came | |
Now the whole world is calling me a, killer | |
All I ever did, was try to reach the kids with the real | |
All the time I was ballin, never heard my friends callin | |
Couldn't stop myself from fallin, I'm all in | |
Shit's gettin sleazy, believe me | |
Best to take what ya need, but don't be greedy | |
Cause in my mind, I see sunshine, I thought | |
I didn't have to run, now I'm duckin from the gun yellin, 'One-Time' | |
Take your time to feel my record, and if you did | |
chill a second, my blind method, will still wreck it | |
My young homies stay strong | |
I wonder if they'll listen to a nigga when he gone, R U Still Down? | |
[Chorus: 2Pac] | |
Raise em up... R U Still Down? | |
[repeat 5X] | |
[Verse Two: 2Pac] | |
I'm gettin high, so a nigga think he touch the sky | |
Turn tough inside, in the rush to die | |
Livin life as a Thug time to face the truth | |
What's goin on with the wasted youth, please God | |
come and save me (save me), had to work with what ya gave me | |
And got a nigga goin crazy | |
I can't read the signs, I'm blind, but a nigga know | |
he need his nine, cause times, they ain't what they used to be | |
Ain't a penitentiary built big enough for me | |
and my niggaz on the streets, man listen | |
Cause these ain't the old days | |
Ain't no way I'ma bustin my ass and gettin no pay | |
It seems I can't find my focus, and homey I ain't paranoid | |
I seen the future and it's hopeless | |
Lord knows, its hard on a young scrub | |
It seems I had less problems when I slung drugs | |
But since I'm tryin lace niggaz with the game | |
wanna see me locked in chains, tryin to dirty up my name | |
And them same mother****ers that was callin me | |
Will be the first to turn their backs, when I'm fallin, see | |
I should have seen it from the jump, but now it's clear | |
This one nigga got the town in fear, but R U Still Down | |
[Chorus] | |
[Verse Three: 2Pac] | |
I wrote this for my critics and my, enemies | |
Last year ya used to love me, huh REMEMBER ME | |
Now ya hate me with a passion, tryin to get me stuck in the mix | |
I'm stayin sharp, got no time for them tricks | |
And now they wonder if I'm goin to jail | |
Just as well, cause my life on the streets - a living Hell | |
And I can't sleep, they got my phone tapped, and mercy Lord | |
Come get me 'fore they hurt me | |
Ran outta tears, and through the years couldn't change me | |
My daddy left me alone, and so I'm angry | |
I never did nothin wrong, my mama told me, "Baby it's on" | |
And now I'm hustlin and bustlin bones | |
Never said it came easy, I'm makin cheese | |
Buyin all the things on TV, and gettin skeezed | |
Wish my homeboys could see me now | |
Little bad mother****er runnin wild through the town | |
Please tell me, R U Still Down? | |
R U Still Down, to raise em up? Remember me [repeat 2X] | |
R U Still Down, to raise em up? | |
R U Still Down, to raise em up? Remember me [repeat 3X] | |
R U Still Down, to raise em up? | |
R U Still Down, to raise em up? Remember me [repeat 3X] | |
R U Still Down, to raise em up? | |
That's right y'all, give them bitches the mother****in middle finger | |
RAISSSSE em up | |
These hoes can't fade me, don't these bitches know we crazy? | |
Thug Life, niggaz, be, the sickest | |
You feel me? Now get that shit written down | |
God damn! | |
Took four years and a mother****in case for these mother****ers to feel me | |
Ain't that a bitch? | |
R U Still mother****ing down? | |
Old hoe ass fake ass niggaz | |
We out this mother****er |
zuò cí : Mayfield, Pizarro, Two Pac | |
R U Still Down repeat 3X | |
Verse One: 2Pac | |
Now up and at em it' s on, I was raised to be strong | |
And Mama told me be a Thug since the day I was born | |
I came up, out the gutter never changed my style | |
Got for real about my papers, cause the game was wild | |
And the fame was a plot to try to change me | |
And what' s strange is nobody knew my name ' fore it came | |
Now the whole world is calling me a, killer | |
All I ever did, was try to reach the kids with the real | |
All the time I was ballin, never heard my friends callin | |
Couldn' t stop myself from fallin, I' m all in | |
Shit' s gettin sleazy, believe me | |
Best to take what ya need, but don' t be greedy | |
Cause in my mind, I see sunshine, I thought | |
I didn' t have to run, now I' m duckin from the gun yellin, ' OneTime' | |
Take your time to feel my record, and if you did | |
chill a second, my blind method, will still wreck it | |
My young homies stay strong | |
I wonder if they' ll listen to a nigga when he gone, R U Still Down? | |
Chorus: 2Pac | |
Raise em up... R U Still Down? | |
repeat 5X | |
Verse Two: 2Pac | |
I' m gettin high, so a nigga think he touch the sky | |
Turn tough inside, in the rush to die | |
Livin life as a Thug time to face the truth | |
What' s goin on with the wasted youth, please God | |
come and save me save me, had to work with what ya gave me | |
And got a nigga goin crazy | |
I can' t read the signs, I' m blind, but a nigga know | |
he need his nine, cause times, they ain' t what they used to be | |
Ain' t a penitentiary built big enough for me | |
and my niggaz on the streets, man listen | |
Cause these ain' t the old days | |
Ain' t no way I' ma bustin my ass and gettin no pay | |
It seems I can' t find my focus, and homey I ain' t paranoid | |
I seen the future and it' s hopeless | |
Lord knows, its hard on a young scrub | |
It seems I had less problems when I slung drugs | |
But since I' m tryin lace niggaz with the game | |
wanna see me locked in chains, tryin to dirty up my name | |
And them same mother ers that was callin me | |
Will be the first to turn their backs, when I' m fallin, see | |
I should have seen it from the jump, but now it' s clear | |
This one nigga got the town in fear, but R U Still Down | |
Chorus | |
Verse Three: 2Pac | |
I wrote this for my critics and my, enemies | |
Last year ya used to love me, huh REMEMBER ME | |
Now ya hate me with a passion, tryin to get me stuck in the mix | |
I' m stayin sharp, got no time for them tricks | |
And now they wonder if I' m goin to jail | |
Just as well, cause my life on the streets a living Hell | |
And I can' t sleep, they got my phone tapped, and mercy Lord | |
Come get me ' fore they hurt me | |
Ran outta tears, and through the years couldn' t change me | |
My daddy left me alone, and so I' m angry | |
I never did nothin wrong, my mama told me, " Baby it' s on" | |
And now I' m hustlin and bustlin bones | |
Never said it came easy, I' m makin cheese | |
Buyin all the things on TV, and gettin skeezed | |
Wish my homeboys could see me now | |
Little bad mother er runnin wild through the town | |
Please tell me, R U Still Down? | |
R U Still Down, to raise em up? Remember me repeat 2X | |
R U Still Down, to raise em up? | |
R U Still Down, to raise em up? Remember me repeat 3X | |
R U Still Down, to raise em up? | |
R U Still Down, to raise em up? Remember me repeat 3X | |
R U Still Down, to raise em up? | |
That' s right y' all, give them bitches the mother in middle finger | |
RAISSSSE em up | |
These hoes can' t fade me, don' t these bitches know we crazy? | |
Thug Life, niggaz, be, the sickest | |
You feel me? Now get that shit written down | |
God damn! | |
Took four years and a mother in case for these mother ers to feel me | |
Ain' t that a bitch? | |
R U Still mother ing down? | |
Old hoe ass fake ass niggaz | |
We out this mother er |