Black Jesuz Lyrics

Black Jesuz lyrics

[2Pac]

 Searching for Black Jesus

 Oh yeah, sportin jewels and shit, yaknahmean?

 (Black Jesus; you can be Christian

  Baptist, Jehovah Witness)

 Straight tatted up, no doubt, no doubt

 (Islamic, won't matter to me

  I'm a thug; thugs, we praise Black Jesus, all day)

 Young Kadafi in this bitch, set it off nigga..

 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 all odds, I play my cards 

 like I'm jailin, shots hittin up my spot like midnight rains hailin

 Got me bailin to stacks more green; Gods ain't tryin to be trapped

 on no block slangin no rocks like bean pies

 Brainstorm on the beginnin

 Wonder how shit like the Qu'ran and the Bible was written

 What is religion?

 Gods words all cursed like crack

 Shai-tan's way of gettin us back

 Or just another one of my Black JesuS traps

 

 [Storm]

 Who's got the heart to stand beside me?

 I feel my enemies creepin up in silence

 Dark prayer, scream violence - demons all around me

 Can't even bend my knees just a lost cloud; Black Jesus

 give me a reason to survive, in this earthly hell

 Cause I swear, they tryin to break my well

 I'm on the edge lookin down at this volatile pit

 Will it matter if I cease to exist?  Black Jesus

 

 [2Pac]

 All hail, the pressure no endeavor can fail

 Some missin souls turn to hoes when exposed to jail

 In times of war we need somebody raw, rally the troops

 like a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us through

 Black Jesus, hahahahaha

 He's like a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us through

 Black Jesus

 

 [Young Noble]

 Outlawz we got our own race, culture, religion

 Rebellin against the system, commence to lynchin

 The President ain't even listenin to the pain of the youth

 We make music for eternity, forever the truth

 Political prisoner, the two choices that they givin us

 Ride or die, for life they sentence us

 Oh Black Jesus, please watch over my brother Shawn

 Soon as the sky get bright, it's just another storm

 Brothers gone, now labeled a statistic

 Ain't no love for us ghetto kids, they call us nigglets

 History repeats itself, nuttin new

 In school I knew, e'rything I read wasn't true

 Black Jesus

 

 [2Pac]

 To this click I'm dedicated, criminal orientated

 An Outlaw initiated, blazed and faded

 Made for terror, major league niggaz pray together

 Bitches in they grave while my real niggaz play together

 We die clutchin glasses, filled with liquor bomblastic

 Creamated, last wishes nigga smoke my ashes

 High sigh why die wishin, hopin for possibilities

 I'll mob on, why they copy me sloppily

 Cops patrol projects, hatin the people livin 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 world is scandalous

 Blast til they holy high; baptize they evil minds

 Wise, no longer blinded, watch me shine trick

 Which one of y'all wanna feel the degrees?

 Bitches freeze facin Black Jesus

 

 [2Pac]

 All hail, the pressure no endeavor can fail

 Some missin souls turn to hoes when exposed to jail

 In times of war we need somebody raw, rally the troops

 like a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us through

 Black Jesus

 

 [Kastro]

 Some say, some day, some how, some way, we gon' fail

 And it ain't hard to tell, we dwell in hell

 Trapped, black, scarred and barred

 Searching for truth, where it's hard to find God

 I play the Pied Piper, and to this Thug Life, I'm a lifer

 Proceed, to turn up the speed, just for stripes

 My Black Jesus, walk through this valley with me

 Where we, so used to hard times and casualties

 Indeed, it hurt me deep to have to sleep on the streets

 And haven't eaten in weeks, so save a prayer for me

 And all the young thugs, raised on drugs and guns

 Blazed out and numb, slaves to this slums

 This ain't livin... Jesus

 

 	{*singers repeat in background 3X*}

 	We believed in you

 	Everything you do

 	Just wanna let you know, how we feel

 	Black Jesus!

 

 Searchin for Black Jesus

 It's hard, it's hard

 We need help out here

 So we searchins for Black Jesus

 It's like 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 like we hurt

 Somebody that smoke like we smoke

 Drink like we drink

 That understand where we coming from

 That's who we pray to

 We need help y'all