2Pac - The Uppercut LYRICS

featuring E.D.I. and Young Noble of the Outlawz



pac talking:

"i wanted to bring back that reality, but nobody can ever be confused and think

I'm fuckin Mike Tyson and im a heavyweight champion, im a little nigga, thats

why its so raw to just watch me just battle lions, cause I'm a little skinny

nigga battlin' niggas three times my size"





watch this uppercut, here it come... watch the jab nigga.. ugh



here it come, look out, watch my arms



Verse 1 - 2pac



Lets see so many motherfuckers wanna take a piece

comin' equipped with some shit niggas just cant believe

i pull a trick from my sleeve now kamikazee

i'm all over that nigga, come identify the body

my middle finger to you hoe niggas

run up on me, and ill be forced to let it go nigga

i aint the one you wanna try, why, stayin high

i hit the blunt an watch these motherfuckers die

whose runnin the streets i sell that cocaine

cause in the the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayne

another hustler makin' major cash

'til the punk police come raid your ass

now you stressed doin' fed time, and its a bitch

cause the judge gave you 8 years, you doin 6

and we know that you can't hang, you a trick

rolled over turned snitch like a biatchhhh





Chorus (x1)

now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

gotchu fallin from the uppercut, fucked, so whats up nigga



now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so whats up nigga





Verse 2 - 2pac



They got a nigga in the dice game, i'm feelin' lucky

but the nigga's just a little bigger, he tryna fuck me

out my cash, imma blast nigga, he don't know

i gotta tell ya like the last nigga, gotta go

No need to run for the trunk, i get em' up

left or right, my uppercut'll hit em' up (ha)

i'm known to walk the streets on any block

i love my niggas, but i aint puttin down my glock

the gun shots rang when i lose nigga, and ooh nigga

imma show you not to ever play a true nigga (haha)

lay it down just to prove it

and fuck the rappin motherfucker we can do this



Chorus (x1)





Verse 3 - Outlawz (EDI & Young Noble)



They claim that we violent, we named after tyrants

this revolution wont be televised, we keep it silent (shh)

roll on our enemies, beat em' at they own game

molotov cocktails, releasing up in flames

tired of bein' stepped on, sick of bein' held back

lookin' through my rear view, thinkin' bout the pay back

wanna see my kids grow dont know if imma make it though

one more nigga came up short in the ghetto

society lied to me so im strapped with the metal

push ya middle finger up nigga if you a rebel

have ya face down goin in ya pockets if ya let em

i done lost too many homies for me to ever forget em

i done made so many mistakes but still i dont regret em

im a product of the pimp, the pusher, and the reverend

im a product of the block, the fiends, and the felons

we all lost souls tryina find our way to heaven





Chorus (x1)



Edi talking:

"to all the comrads no longer with us, see you when we get there

'Pac, Yak, we gon' keep on ridin', give these cowards the uppercut

'til we get up there with ya'll, YOU KNOW!..Thug Life we still livin it outlaw for life, in the name of the don