the uppercut lyrics – 2pac

(feat. edi and young n*ble of the outlawz)

[intro: tupac talking]
i wanted to bring back that reality, n*body can ever be confused and think i’m f*ckin mike tyson
and i’m the heavyweight champion, i’m a little n*gg*, thats why its so raw to just watch me
battle lions, cause i’m a little skinny n*gg* battlin’ n*gg*s three times my size

watch this uppercut, here it comes… watch the jab n*gg*…ugh…here it come, look out, watch
my arms…

[verse 1: 2pac]
now see so many motherf*ckers wanna take a peice
commin’ equipped with some sh*t that n*gg*s just cant believe
i pull a trick from my sleeve now kamikazee
i’m all over that n*gg*, come identify the body
my middle finger to you hoe n*gg*s
run up on me, and i’ll be forced to let it go n*gg*
i aint the one you wanna try, why, stayin’ high
i hit this blunt and watch these motherf*ckers die
whose runnin these streets i said that cocaine
cause in the the dope game, n*gg*s’ll die ‘fore they go broke mayne
another hustler makin’ major cash
’til the punk police come an raid ya *ss
now you stressed doin’ fed time, and its a b*tch
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 b**tchhhh

[chorus (x1): 2pac]
now you know you shoulda ducked n*gg*
gotchu fallin from the uppercut, f*cked, so what’s up? n*gg*!
now you know you shoulda ducked n*gg*
gotchu fallin’ from this uppercut, stuck, so what’s up? n*gg*!

[verse 2: 2pac]
they got a n*gg* in the dice game, i’m feelin’ lucky
but the n*gg* just a little bigger, he tryin f*ck me
out my cash, imma blast n*gg*, he don’t know
i gotta tell ya like the last n*gg*, gotta go
don’t need to roll for the truck, i get em’ up
left to right, my uppercut’ll hit em’ up (ha)
i’m known to walk the streets on any block
i love my n*gg*s, but i aint puttin down my glock
the gun shots rang when i lose n*gg*, and ooh n*gg*
imma show you not to ever play a true n*gg* (haha)
lay it down just to prove it
and f*ck the rappin motherf*cker we can do this

[chorus (x1): 2pac]
now you know you shoulda ducked n*gg*
gotchu fallin from the uppercut, f*cked, so what’s up? n*gg*!
now you know you shoulda ducked n*gg*
gotchu fallin’ from this uppercut, stuck, so what’s up? n*gg*!

[verse 3: outlawz (edi & young n*ble)]
they claim that we violent, we named after tyrants
this revolution won’t be televised, we keep it silent (shh)
roll on our enemies, beat em’ at they own game
molotov c*cktails, release an 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 don’t know if imma make it though
one more n*gg* came up short in the ghetto
society lied to me so i’m strapped with the metal
push ya middle finger up n*gg* 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’
i’m a product of the pimp, the pusher, and the reverend
i’m a product of the block, the fiends, and the felons
we all lost souls tryina find our way to heaven

[chorus (x1): 2pac]
now you know you shoulda ducked n*gg*
gotchu fallin from the uppercut, f*cked, so what’s up? n*gg*!
now you know you shoulda ducked n*gg*
gotchu fallin’ from this uppercut, stuck, so what’s up? n*gg*!

[outro: edi talking]
to all the conrads 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, let’s go!

/ 2pac lyrics