They claim that I'm violent

Just cause I refuse to be silent

These hypocrites are havin fits

Cause I'm not buyin' it, defyin' it

Envious because I will rebel against any oppressor

And this is known as self defense

I show no mercy, they claim that I'm the lunatic

But when the shit gets thick, I'm the one you go and get

Don't look confused, the truth is so plain to see

Cause I'm the nigga that you sell-outs are ashamed to be

In every jeep and every car, brothers stomp this

I'm never ignorant, getting goals accomplished

The underground railroad on an uprise

This time the truth's gettin' told, heard enough lies

I told em fight back, attack on society

If this is violence, then violent's what I gotta be

If you investigate you'll find out where it's comin' from

Look through our history, America's the violent one

Unlock my brain, break the chains of your misery

This time the payback for evil shit you did to me

They call me militant, racist cause I will resist

You wanna censor somethin', motherfucker censor this

My words are weapons, and I'm steppin' to the silent

Wakin' up the masses, but you claim that I'm violent

The cops can't stand me, but they can't touch me

Call me a dope man, cause I rock dope beats

Jacked by the police, didn't have my ID

I said, "Excuse me, why you tryin to rob me?"

He had tha nerve to say that I had a curfew

Get out the car, or I'll hurt you

So here I go, I better make my mind up

Pick my nine up or hit the line-up

I chose B, stepped into the streets

The first cop grabbed me, the other ripped my seat

They grabbed my homie and they threw him to the concrete

"What you doin' man?", They tried to frame me

They tried to say I had some dope in the back seat

But I'm a rap fiend, not a crack fiend

My homie panicked, he tried to run

I heard a bullet fire from the cop's gun

My homie dropped so, I hit the cop

I kept swingin', yo, I couldn't stop

Before I knew it, I was beatin' the cop senseless

The other cop dropped his gun, he was defenseless

Now I'm against this cop who was racist

Given him a taste of tradin' places

And all this, cause the peckerwood was tryin' this

Frame up, but I came up, now they claimin' that I'm violent

As I was beatin' on the cop, I heard a gun click

Then the gun shot, but I wasn't hit

I turned around it was my homie with the gun in hand

He shot the cop, now he's a dead man

I said, come on, it's time for us to get away

They called for backup, and they'll be on their way

Jumped in the car, and tried to get away quick

The car wouldn't start, we in deep shit

So we jumped out

We drove a little ways thinkin' that we got far

But I looked up and all I saw was blue lights

If I die tonight, I'm dying in a gunfight

I grabbed the AK, my homie took the 12 gauge

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin' weapons

And when we through sprayin', then we steppin'

This is a lesson to the rednecks and crooked cops

You fuck with real niggas, get ya fuckin' ass dropped

So here we go, the police against us

Dark as dusk, waitin' for the guns to bust

What's next, I don't know and I don't care

One things fo' sho', tomorrow I won't be here

But if I go, I'm takin' all these punks with me

Pass me a clip G, now come and get me

You wanna sweat me, never get me to be silent

Givin' them a reason, a reason to claim that I'm violent

2pac - Violent Killuminati (remix) - lyrics

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