Police Dispatcher ..

He's headed out a window
The man with the bag is running like a son of a bitch
We have people with bags running across, running to the East River, the East River
And we have four people parking behind the eastern runway
(Ugh, take a ride, to my block (my block))
OK it looks good, your clear now
(That's right)
Go
(We're on my motherfucking block)

[Verse 1]

They got a nigga, shedding tears
Reminiscing on my past fears
Cause shit was hectic for me last year
It appears that I've been marked for death
My heartless breath
The underlying cause of my arrest
My life is stressed
And no rest, forever weary
My eyes stay teary for all the brothers that are buried in the cemetery
Shit is scary, how black on black crime legendary
But at times unnecessary
I'm gettin' worried
Teardrops and closed caskets
The three strikes law is drastic
And certain death for us ghetto bastards
What can we do when we're arrested, but open fire?
Life in the pen ain't for me, cause I'd rather die
But don't cry through your despair
I wonder if the Lord still cares for us niggas on welfare
And who cares if we survive?
The only time they notice a nigga is when he's clutchin on a four-five
My neighborhood ain't the same
Cause all these little babies goin' crazy or they sufferin in the game
And I swear it's like a trap
But I ain't given up on the hood it's all good when I go back
Hoes show me love
Niggaz give me props
Forever hop, cause it don't stop
On my block

[Chorus]

Maybe life is but a dream
Hard times is all we've seen
(On my Block)
Every block is kinda mean
But on our block we still plaaayyy
(My Block)
(Heh heh heh)
But on our block we still plaaayyy

[Verse 2]

Now shit's constantly hot, on my block
It never fails to be gunshots
Can't explain a mother's pain, when her son drops
Black males living in hell, when will we prevail?
Fearing jail but crack sales got me livin' well
In a sense I'm suicidal with this thug's life
Staying strapped forever trapped in this drug life
God help me, cause I'm starvin, can't get a job
So I resort to violent robbings, my life is hard
Can't sleep, cause all the dirt make my heart hurt
Put in work, and shed tears for my dead peers
Mislead from childhood where I went astray
Till this day, I still pray for a better way
Can't help but feel hopeless and heart broke
From the start I felt the racism cause I'm dark
Couldn't quit, the bullshit make me represent
Hit the bar and played the star everywhere I went
In my heart, I felt alone out here on my own
I close my eyes and picture home
On my block

[Chorus]

Maybe life is but a dream
Hard times is all we've seen
(On my Block)
Every block is kinda mean
But on our block we still plaaayyy
(My Block)
(Heh heh heh)
But on our block we still plaaayyy

[Verse 3]

And I can't help but wonder whhyy
So many young kids had to die
Caught strays from AK's in a driveby
Swollen pride and homicide, don't coincide
Brothers cried for broken lives, mama come inside
Cause our block is filled with danger
Used to be a close knit community but now we're all total strangers
Time changes dust to stone, them crack pipes
All up and down the block exterminating black life
But I can't blame the dealers
My mama's welfare check, just bought the next man chrome wheels
Shit's real, I know ya feel, my tragedy
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
Hanging out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor
Gamin the hoochies hoping I can get to sleep with herrr
It's a man's world, staying strapped
Fantasies of a nigga livin phat, but held back
Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless
Wide eyed and losing focus
On my block

[Chorus]

Maybe life is but a dream
Hard times is all we've seen
(On my Block)
(What's up to all the homies?)
Every block is kinda mean
(When I first got some pussy was when I got it was at 112th and 7th avenue)
(On my motherfucking block)
But on our block we still praaayyy
But on our block we still praaayyy

[Verse 4]

And block parties in the, projects
Lasting a way past daylight
A young nigga learned to break night
Used to play fight, with my homies but they stuck in the pen
I send them ends, but it's tough on a friend
In my mind, I see the same motherfuckers ballin
Alcohol will make the lazy nigga slip and fall, miss his call
I know the young niggaz understand this
Growing up in this world where everything is scandalous
I reminisce on the fast times, past crimes
Trying to cop a slice of pizza with my last dime
Can't explain, just what attracts me to this dirty game
Gold chains, some extra change, and the street fame
And what's strange is everybody knows my name, swear they all know me
And lots of cash make a nigga change
I hit the green just to maintain
Feelin pain
For all the niggaz that I lost to the game
From my block

That's right

(Maybe life is but a dream)
(Hard times is all we've seen)
Rest in peace to all the motherfuckers that passed away
From all the blocks where I'm from
(Every block is kinda mean)
(But on our block we still praaayyy)
112th st. and 7th ave. in New York uptown
(But on our block we still praaayyy)
You know what I'm saying
(But on our block we still praaayyy)
183rd and ?
My Block
That's right
(But on our block we still praaayyy)
127th and ... East Side
Kent Avenue, Baltimore
(But on our block we still praaayyy)
My Block
That's right
In the Jungle Marine City
(But on our block we still praaayyy)
That's my Block
That's right
Los Angeles
That's my block too
(But on our block we still praaayyy)
Oakland
Can't forget Oaktown
(But on our block we still praaayyy)
That's my block for sure

And all the other blocks around this motherfucker ...

Houston, Florida, St. Louis, Tennessee, Miami, Chicago
All y'all niggaz stay kicking up dust
Represent the motherfucking block

2Pac was a deep, multi-faceted individual. 2Pac's lyrics always went deep into the meaning of many political and social subjects including violence, drug abuse, teenage pregnancy and broken families. He was well read as noted by his extensive reading list. 2Pac's poetry also reflected his many sides, some poems were motivated by love, others seeking to understand himself better and others by the cruel injustices of America and society.

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