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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
2Pac
Vocals
Stretch
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Randy Walker
Songwriter
TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thug Music
Producer
Barry Goldberg
Engineer
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
One of these days I'll learn
Don't fuck with trick-ass **** 'cause they turn
Into bitch ass ****
I'm sick of bein' stuck in the county jail
My **** clown, bring a pound when they postin' bail
Smokin' blunts in the driveway, my four-five
Screamin', "Fuck the police", when we fly away, thug till I die
You wonder why I'm made this way?
I wasn't turned out, I was raised this way
I'm thinkin' these are the dreams of a young teen
Scheme to stack cream off of crack fiends
One time can't hold me
One of these days, we gotta bust back for the homies
Locked down in the penitentiary
I'll probably lose my mind if the pigs sentence me
I'm stressed, smokin' weed and nicotine
But what a **** really need is Thorazine
Right before I die, I'll be cursin' the law
Reincarnated bitch, even worse than before
My four-four screamin' payback
My underhanded plan to get them ****, while they laid back
And Big Stretch hit the scene with the Mini-14
Servin' suckers like dope fiends, empty the whole thing
Under pressure ****, haha, that's right
[Verse 2]
Uh, yeah, never run, throw your gun in the air, oh yeah
**** bust, ain't no time to spare
Cause a ruckus motherfucker and we fuck shit up
And with the stainless steel records, boy, we cuttin' shit up
Flash and blast a **** with the quickness
Cock the four pound motherfucker when I spit this and rip this
Damn, my mind is in the depths of hell
But when I'm walking on the street, kid, my name rings bells
And I never fail, ****, I stand too tall
I'm just a thug motherfucker who was born to brawl
Givin' my all, so **** wanna bring it to me
So I'ma sell my cocaine, and lay they ass down, G
Uh, under pressure
[Verse 3]
Yeah, look here though
Runnin' wild, I never smiled as a juvenile
Even now, I keep a frown when I come around
Don't ask me 'bout the past, it was all bad
Shots blasted, will I last in the wrong path?
In the dark is where my heart saw the most grief
Motherfuckers is gettin' shanked over gold teeth
Am I sick 'cause I'm addicted to gettin' splifted?
Watchin' stupid-ass tricks get lifted
Nothing's changed, 'cause in the game, it's a steady aim
Fuck friends, 'cause in the danger, them **** change
Puff weed and stuff G's in my sock, G
Car keys and Hennessy, where the Glock be?
Time's passin', will I last here another day?
I put my gun away, and grab my AK
It's gettin' hectic, I can't call it
House full of alcoholics, now a ****'s under pressure
[Verse 4]
Yeah, that's right
Under pressure ****, a ****'s under pressure, yeah
[Verse 5]
When the pressure's on, it's a hit
Ski mask, extra gats, bring the clips
Don't nobody move when we walk the streets
They stay silent 'cause talk is cheap...
Written by: Randy Walker, Tupac Shakur