I Ain\'t Mad At Cha [LP Version

I Ain\'t Mad At Cha [LP Version

歌手:Tupac

所属专辑:I Ain\'t Mad At Cha

发行时间:2038-01-19

发行公司:Death Row Records

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Change, ************t
I guess change is good for any of us
Whatever it take for any of y'all *******s to get up out the hood
************t, I'm wit cha, I ain't mad at cha
Got nuttin' but love for ya, do your thing, boy

Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
I'mma send this one out for y'all, knahmean?
Cause I ain't mad at cha
Heard y'all tearing up ************t out there, kicking up dust
[Danny Boy] I ain't...
Giving a mother*******, heheheheheh
Yeah, *******s
[Danny Boy] ...mad at cha
Cause I ain't mad at cha


Now we was once two *******s of the same kind
Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line
You was just a little smaller but you still rolled
Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll
'member when you had a Jheri curl didn't quite learn
On the block, witcha Glock, trippin off sherm
Collect calls to the crib, saying how you've changed
Oh you a Muslim now? No more **** game
Heard you might be coming home, just got bail
Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail
I seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man
Hit the pen and now no sinning is the game plan
When I talk about money all you see is the struggle
When I tell you I'm living large you tell me it's trouble
Congratulations on the wedding, I hope your wife know
She got a playa for life, and that's no bull************tting
I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
And I can see us after school, we'd bomb
On the first mother******* with the wrong ************t on
Now the whole ************t's changed, and we don't even kick it
Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it
Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same mother******* that
Go toe to toe when it's time to roll you got a brother's back
And I can't even trip, cause I'm just laughing at cha
You trying hard to maintain, then go head
Cause I ain't mad at cha
(Hmm, I ain't mad at cha)


I ain't - mad - at cha
I ain't mad at cha
I ain't - mad - at cha


We used to be like distant cousins, fighting, playing dozens
Whole neighborhood buzzing, knowing that we wasn't
Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
I'm getting blitzed and I reminisce on all the times we shared
Besides, bumping n grinding wasn't nothing on our mind
In time we learned to live a life of crime
Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know
I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow
And even though we separated, you said that you'd wait
Don't give nobody no coochie while I'll be locked up state
I kiss my Mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes
Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's arrived
Don't shed a tear, cause Mama I ain't happy here
I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
They got me going mad, I'm knocking busters on they backs
In my cell, thinking, "Hell, I know one day I'll be back"
As soon as I touch down
I told my girl I'll be there, so prepare, to get ****** down
The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughing at cha
Cause you's a down ass ************, and I ain't mad at cha


Well guess who's moving up, this *******'s ballin now
******* be calling to get it, ******s keep fallin down
He went from nuttin' to lots, ten carats to rock
Went from a nobody ******* to the big man on the block
He's Mr. Local celebrity, addicted to move a key
Most hated by enemy, escape in the Luxury
See, first you was our ******* but you made it, so the choice is made
Now we gotta slay you why you faded, in the younger days
So full of pain while the weapons blaze
Getting so high off that bomb hoping we make it, to the better days
Cause crime pays, and in time, you'll find a rhyme'll blaze
You'll feel the fire from the *******s in my younger days
So many changed on me, so many tried to plot
That I keep a Glock beside my head, when will it stop?
Til God return me to my essence
Cause even as an adolescent, I refuse to be a convalescent
So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still down
I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now?
They got so much to say, but I'm just laughing at cha
You *******s just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha
Change, ************t
I guess change is good for any of us
Whatever it take for any of y'all *******s to get up out the hood
************t, I'm wit cha, I ain't mad at cha
Got nuttin' but love for ya, do your thing, boy

Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
I'mma send this one out for y'all, knahmean?
Cause I ain't mad at cha
Heard y'all tearing up ************t out there, kicking up dust
[Danny Boy] I ain't...
Giving a mother*******, heheheheheh
Yeah, *******s
[Danny Boy] ...mad at cha
Cause I ain't mad at cha


Now we was once two *******s of the same kind
Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line
You was just a little smaller but you still rolled
Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll
'member when you had a Jheri curl didn't quite learn
On the block, witcha Glock, trippin off sherm
Collect calls to the crib, saying how you've changed
Oh you a Muslim now? No more **** game
Heard you might be coming home, just got bail
Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail
I seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man
Hit the pen and now no sinning is the game plan
When I talk about money all you see is the struggle
When I tell you I'm living large you tell me it's trouble
Congratulations on the wedding, I hope your wife know
She got a playa for life, and that's no bull************tting
I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
And I can see us after school, we'd bomb
On the first mother******* with the wrong ************t on
Now the whole ************t's changed, and we don't even kick it
Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it
Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same mother******* that
Go toe to toe when it's time to roll you got a brother's back
And I can't even trip, cause I'm just laughing at cha
You trying hard to maintain, then go head
Cause I ain't mad at cha
(Hmm, I ain't mad at cha)


I ain't - mad - at cha
I ain't mad at cha
I ain't - mad - at cha


We used to be like distant cousins, fighting, playing dozens
Whole neighborhood buzzing, knowing that we wasn't
Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
I'm getting blitzed and I reminisce on all the times we shared
Besides, bumping n grinding wasn't nothing on our mind
In time we learned to live a life of crime
Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know
I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow
And even though we separated, you said that you'd wait
Don't give nobody no coochie while I'll be locked up state
I kiss my Mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes
Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's arrived
Don't shed a tear, cause Mama I ain't happy here
I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
They got me going mad, I'm knocking busters on they backs
In my cell, thinking, "Hell, I know one day I'll be back"
As soon as I touch down
I told my girl I'll be there, so prepare, to get ****** down
The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughing at cha
Cause you's a down ass ************, and I ain't mad at cha


Well guess who's moving up, this *******'s ballin now
******* be calling to get it, ******s keep fallin down
He went from nuttin' to lots, ten carats to rock
Went from a nobody ******* to the big man on the block
He's Mr. Local celebrity, addicted to move a key
Most hated by enemy, escape in the Luxury
See, first you was our ******* but you made it, so the choice is made
Now we gotta slay you why you faded, in the younger days
So full of pain while the weapons blaze
Getting so high off that bomb hoping we make it, to the better days
Cause crime pays, and in time, you'll find a rhyme'll blaze
You'll feel the fire from the *******s in my younger days
So many changed on me, so many tried to plot
That I keep a Glock beside my head, when will it stop?
Til God return me to my essence
Cause even as an adolescent, I refuse to be a convalescent
So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still down
I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now?
They got so much to say, but I'm just laughing at cha
You *******s just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha