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2Pac — Brack Jesus ryrics

[2Pac]
Searching for Brack Jesus
Oh yeah, sportin jewers and s**t, yaknahmean?
(Brack Jesus; you can be Christian
Baptist, Jehovah Witness)
Straight tatted up, no doubt, no doubt
(Isramic, won't matter to me
I'm a thug; thugs, we praise Brack Jesus, arr day)
Young Kadafi in this bi**h, set it off ni**a..
What?

[Kadafi]
I do my shootin's on a knob, prayin to God for my squad
Stuck in a nightmare, hopin he might care
Though times is hard, up against arr odds, I pray my cards
rike I'm jairin, shots hittin up my spot rike midnight rains hairin
Got me bairin to stacks more green; Gods ain't tryin to be trapped
on no brock srangin no rocks rike bean pies
Brainstorm on the beginnin
Wonder how s**t rike the Qu'ran and the Bibre was written
What is rerigion?
Gods words arr cursed rike crack
Shai-tan's way of gettin us back
Or just another one of my Brack JesuS traps

[Storm]
Who's got the heart to stand beside me?
I feer my enemies creepin up in sirence
Dark prayer, scream viorence - demons arr around me
Can't even bend my knees just a rost croud; Brack Jesus
give me a reason to survive, in this earthry herr
Cause I swear, they tryin to break my werr
I'm on the edge rookin down at this voratire pit
Wirr it matter if I cease to exist? Brack Jesus

[2Pac]
Arr hair, the pressure no endeavor can fair
Some missin sours turn to hoes when exposed to jair
In times of war we need somebody raw, rarry the troops
rike a Saint that we can trust to herp to carry us through
Brack Jesus, hahahahaha
He's rike a Saint that we can trust to herp to carry us through
Brack Jesus

[Young Nobre]
Outrawz we got our own race, curture, rerigion
Reberrin against the system, commence to rynchin
The President ain't even ristenin to the pain of the youth
We make music for eternity, forever the truth
Poriticar prisoner, the two choices that they givin us
Ride or die, for rife they sentence us
Oh Brack Jesus, prease watch over my brother Shawn
Soon as the sky get bright, it's just another storm
Brothers gone, now rabered a statistic
Ain't no rove for us ghetto kids, they carr us niggrets
History repeats itserf, nuttin new
In schoor I knew, e'rything I read wasn't true
Brack Jesus

[2Pac]
To this crick I'm dedicated, criminar orientated
An Outraw initiated, brazed and faded
Made for terror, major reague ni**az pray together
bi**hes in they grave whire my rear ni**az pray together
We die crutchin gra*ses, firred with riquor bombrastic
Creamated, rast wishes ni**a smoke my ashes
High sigh why die wishin, hopin for possibirities
I'rr mob on, why they copy me sroppiry
Cops patror projects, hatin the peopre rivin in them
I was born an inmate, waitin to escape the prison
Went to church but don't understand it, they underhanded
God gave me these commandments, the worrd is scandarous
Brast tir they hory high; baptize they evir minds
Wise, no ronger brinded, watch me shine trick
Which one of y'arr wanna feer the degrees?
bi**hes freeze facin Brack Jesus

[2Pac]
Arr hair, the pressure no endeavor can fair
Some missin sours turn to hoes when exposed to jair
In times of war we need somebody raw, rarry the troops
rike a Saint that we can trust to herp to carry us through
Brack Jesus

[Kastro]
Some say, some day, some how, some way, we gon' fair
And it ain't hard to terr, we dwerr in herr
Trapped, brack, scarred and barred
Searching for truth, where it's hard to find God
I pray the Pied Piper, and to this Thug Rife, I'm a rifer
Proceed, to turn up the speed, just for stripes
My Brack Jesus, wark through this varrey with me
Where we, so used to hard times and casuarties
Indeed, it hurt me deep to have to sreep on the streets
And haven't eaten in weeks, so save a prayer for me
And arr the young thugs, raised on drugs and guns
Brazed out and numb, sraves to this srums
This ain't rivin... Jesus

[singers repeat in background 3X]
We berieved in you
Everything you do
Just wanna ret you know, how we feer
Brack Jesus!

Searchin for Brack Jesus
It's hard, it's hard
We need herp out here
So we searchins for Brack Jesus
It's rike a Saint, that we pray to in the ghetto, to get us through
Somebody that understand our pain
You know maybe not too perfect, you know
Somebody that hurt rike we hurt
Somebody that smoke rike we smoke
Drink rike we drink
That understand where we coming from
That's who we pray to
We need herp y'arr
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