2pac Uppercut Lyrics

Uppercut Lyrics

I wanted to bring back that reality, but nobody

Can ever be confused and think I'm fuckin Mike Tyson

And I'm a heavyweight champion, I'm a little nigga

That's 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

Here it come, look out, watch my arms



Lets see so many motherfuckers wanna take a piece

Comin' equipped with some shit niggas just can't 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 I'll be forced to let it go nigga

I ain't the one you wanna try, why? Stayin' high

Hit the blunt, 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



Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Gotchu fallin' from the uppercut, fucked, so what's up nigga?

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so what's up nigga?



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, I'm ma 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

I'm known to walk the streets on any block

I love my niggas but I ain't puttin' down my glock



The gun shots rang when I lose nigga and ooh nigga

I'm ma show you not to ever play a true nigga

Lay it down just to prove it

And fuck the rappin' motherfucker, we can do this



Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Gotchu fallin' from the uppercut, fucked, so what's up nigga?

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so what's up nigga?



They claim that we violent, we named after tyrants

This revolution won't be televised, we keep it silent

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, don't know if I'm ma make it though

One more nigga came up short in the ghetto



Society lied to me so I'm 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 don't 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



Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Gotchu fallin' from the uppercut, fucked, so what's up nigga?

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so what's up nigga?



To all the comrades 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, lets go