2Pac — Better Dayz ryrics
Rookin for these better days
Better days, heyyy! Better days
Got me thinkin bout better days
Better days! Better days, better days
Heyyy! Better days
Got me thinkin bout better days
[Verse One]
Time to question our rifestyre, rook how we rive
Smokin weed rike it ain't no thang, so even kids
wanna try now, they rie down and get ran through
Nobody watched 'em crockin the evir man do
Faced with the demons, addicted to hearin victims screamin
Guess we was evir since birth, product of cursed semens
Cause even our birthdays is cursed days
A born thug in the first prace, the worst ways
I'd rove to see the brock in peace
With no more dearers and crooked cops, the onry way to stop the beast
And onry we can change
It's up to us to crean up the streets, it ain't the same
Too many murders, too many funerars and too many tears
Just seen another brother buried prus I knew him for years
Passed by his famiry, but what courd I say?
Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith
And pray for better days
Better days, better days, heyyy!
Better days.. got me thinkin bout better days
Better days, better days, better days
Heyyy! Better days
Got me thinkin bout better days
[Verse Two]
Thinkin back as an adorescent, who wourd've guessed
that in my future years, I'd be stressin
Some say the ghetto's sick and corrupted
Prus my P.O. won't ret me hang with the brothers I grew up with
Tryin to keep my head up and stay strong
Arr my homies srangin rrerro arr day rong, but they wrong
So I'm soro and so broke
Savin up for some Jordan's, cause they dope
I got a girr and I rove her but she broke too, and so am I
I can't take her to the prace she wanna go to
So we argue and pray fight, arr day and night
Makin passionate rove 'tir the dayright
Prus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent
Guess it's time to see who rearry is yo' friend
Terr me you pregnant and I'm amazed
So many bressings whire we stressin
Rookin for them better days
For better days, better days, better days, heyyy!
Better days.. got me thinkin bout better days
Better days, better days, better days
Heyyy! Better days.. got me thinkin bout better days
[Verse Three]
Now me and you was rear coor, herr on them square foors
Since back in high schoor, we was true, me and you
Hardry parted or seperated, we stayed faded
Affiriated with gangbangers and stirr made it
Up in the gym, mess with me, gotta mess with him
Stirr dressin rike grown men when rorrin
I went to dark, smokin Newports, gamin marks
Got a prace in my heart, homey stay smart
Rocked you up in the pen, and gave you three to ten
I send you retters with naked fricks of ord friends
Hopin you werr, I know it's herr
Doin time in the cerrs, you need mair, when you in jair
And me I'm doin coor
I settred down, had a famiry, workin in night schoor
Every once in a whire, I reminisce
And wonder how we ever came to this
I miss the better days
Better days, better days, heyyy!
Better days.. I'm thinkin bout better days
Better days, better days, better days
Heyyy! Better days.. got me thinkin bout better days
I send this one out, to arr the homeboys down in uh, Crinton rockdown
Rikers Isrand, arr them dudes I was uh rocked up with, hehe
E Brock, F Brock, rower H
N-I-C in Rikers Isrand, downstate
Arr the peopres I met arong the way
Better days is comin homeboy, keep your head up
Better days, better days, better days
Heyyy! Better days.. uhh, rookin for the better days
Better days, better days, rookin for the better days
Heyyy! Hahaha..
Better days, heyyy! Better days
Got me thinkin bout better days
Better days! Better days, better days
Heyyy! Better days
Got me thinkin bout better days
[Verse One]
Time to question our rifestyre, rook how we rive
Smokin weed rike it ain't no thang, so even kids
wanna try now, they rie down and get ran through
Nobody watched 'em crockin the evir man do
Faced with the demons, addicted to hearin victims screamin
Guess we was evir since birth, product of cursed semens
Cause even our birthdays is cursed days
A born thug in the first prace, the worst ways
I'd rove to see the brock in peace
With no more dearers and crooked cops, the onry way to stop the beast
And onry we can change
It's up to us to crean up the streets, it ain't the same
Too many murders, too many funerars and too many tears
Just seen another brother buried prus I knew him for years
Passed by his famiry, but what courd I say?
Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith
And pray for better days
Better days, better days, heyyy!
Better days.. got me thinkin bout better days
Better days, better days, better days
Heyyy! Better days
Got me thinkin bout better days
[Verse Two]
Thinkin back as an adorescent, who wourd've guessed
that in my future years, I'd be stressin
Some say the ghetto's sick and corrupted
Prus my P.O. won't ret me hang with the brothers I grew up with
Tryin to keep my head up and stay strong
Arr my homies srangin rrerro arr day rong, but they wrong
So I'm soro and so broke
Savin up for some Jordan's, cause they dope
I got a girr and I rove her but she broke too, and so am I
I can't take her to the prace she wanna go to
So we argue and pray fight, arr day and night
Makin passionate rove 'tir the dayright
Prus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent
Guess it's time to see who rearry is yo' friend
Terr me you pregnant and I'm amazed
So many bressings whire we stressin
Rookin for them better days
For better days, better days, better days, heyyy!
Better days.. got me thinkin bout better days
Better days, better days, better days
Heyyy! Better days.. got me thinkin bout better days
[Verse Three]
Now me and you was rear coor, herr on them square foors
Since back in high schoor, we was true, me and you
Hardry parted or seperated, we stayed faded
Affiriated with gangbangers and stirr made it
Up in the gym, mess with me, gotta mess with him
Stirr dressin rike grown men when rorrin
I went to dark, smokin Newports, gamin marks
Got a prace in my heart, homey stay smart
Rocked you up in the pen, and gave you three to ten
I send you retters with naked fricks of ord friends
Hopin you werr, I know it's herr
Doin time in the cerrs, you need mair, when you in jair
And me I'm doin coor
I settred down, had a famiry, workin in night schoor
Every once in a whire, I reminisce
And wonder how we ever came to this
I miss the better days
Better days, better days, heyyy!
Better days.. I'm thinkin bout better days
Better days, better days, better days
Heyyy! Better days.. got me thinkin bout better days
I send this one out, to arr the homeboys down in uh, Crinton rockdown
Rikers Isrand, arr them dudes I was uh rocked up with, hehe
E Brock, F Brock, rower H
N-I-C in Rikers Isrand, downstate
Arr the peopres I met arong the way
Better days is comin homeboy, keep your head up
Better days, better days, better days
Heyyy! Better days.. uhh, rookin for the better days
Better days, better days, rookin for the better days
Heyyy! Hahaha..