The Show movie - My Block lyrics

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Song by 2Pac<br /><br>

They got a nigga shedding tears, reminiscin on my past fears<br>

Cause shit was hectic for me last year<br>

It appears that I've been marked for death<br>

My heartless breath, the underlying cause of my arrest<br>

My life is stressed, and no rest forever weary<br>

My eyes stay teary for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery<br>

Shit is scary, how black on black crime legendary<br>

But at times unnessecary, I'm gettin worried<br>

Teardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic<br>

And certain death for us ghetto bastards<br>

What can we do when we're arrested, but open fire<br>

Life in the pen ain't for me, cause I'd rather die<br>

But don't cry through your despair<br>

I wonder if the Lord still cares, for us niggaz on welfare<br>

And who cares if we survive<br>

The only time they notice a nigga is when he clutchin on a four-five<br>

My neighborhood ain't the same<br>

Cause all these little babies goin crazy and they sufferin in the game<br>

And I swear it's like a trap<br>

But I ain't given up on the hood it's all good when I go back<br>

Hoes show me love, niggaz give me props<br>

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block<br>

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Now shit's constantly hot, on my block, it never fails to be gunshots<br>

Can't explain a mother's pain, when her son drops<br>

Black male slippin in hail when will we prevail<br>

Fearin jail but crack sales got me livin well<br>

And the system's sucidal with this Thug's Life<br>

Stayin strapped forever strapped in this drug life<br>

God help me, cause I'm starvin, can't get a job<br>

So I resort to violent robberies, my life is hard<br>

Can't sleep cause all the dirt make my heart hurt<br>

Put in work and shed tears for my dead peers<br>

Mislead from childhood where I went astray<br>

Till this day I still pray for a better way<br>

Can't help but feel hopeless and heartbroke<br>

From the start I felt the racism cause I'm dark<br>

Couldn't quit the bullshit make me represent<br>

Hit the bar and played the star, everywhere I went<br>

In my heart, I felt alone out here on my own<br>

I close my eyes and picture home... on my block<br>

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And I can't help but wonder whhhy, so many young kids had to die<br>

Caught strays from AK's and the driveby<br>

Swollen pride and homicide, don't coincide<br>

Brothers cry for broken lives, mama come inside<br>

Cause our block is filled with danger<br>

Used to be a close knit community but now we're all cold strangers<br>

Time changes us to stone them crack pipes<br>

All up and down the block exterminatin black life<br>

But I can't blame the dealers<br>

My mama's welfare check has brought the next man chrome wheels<br>

Shit's real, I know ya feel, my tragedy<br>

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free<br>

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor<br>

Gamin the hoochies hopin I can get to sleep with her<br>

It's a man's world, stayin strapped<br>

Fantasies of a nigga livin phat, but held back<br>

Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless<br>

Wide eyed and losin focus... on my block<br>

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And block parties in tha projects lastin way past daylight<br>

A young nigga learned to break nine<br>

Used to play fight with my homies but they stuck in the pen<br>

I send them ends, but it's tough on a friend, in my mind<br>

I see the same motherfuckers ballin<br>

Alcohol will make a lazy nigga slip and fall, miss his call<br>

I know the young niggaz understand this<br>

Growing up in this world where everything is scandalous<br>

I reminisce on tha fast times, past crimes<br>

Tryin to cop a slice of pizza with my last dime<br>

Can't explain, just what attracts me to this dirty game<br>

Gold chains, some extra change, and the street fame<br>

And what's strange is that everybody knows my name, swear they all know me<br>

And lots of cash make a nigga change<br>

I hit the green just to maintain, feelin pain<br>

For all the niggaz that I lost to the game... from my block<br>

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