2pac Outlawz 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