［周杰伦&2Pac］·听他妈的话·歌词版
I never had much,ran with a bad bunch
Littie skinny kid sneakin' w**d in my bag lunch
And all through Junior High,we was just gettin by
And drive by's robbed my homies of their young lives
I never did cry,and eve though l had pain in my heart
I was hopeless from the start
they chuldn't tell me nothin'they all tried to help me
The m*****a had my mind gone it wasn't healthy
I travelled places,caught cases,what a ill year
I felt the pain and the rain but I'm still here
Never did like the police
Let the whole world know now I gets no peace
Cause they chasin' me down
And facin' me now,what do i do?
These things that a Thug goes through
And still i rise so keep ya head up
And make your mind strong
It's a struggle every day but you gotta hold on
听妈妈的话，别让她受伤
想快快长大，才能保护她
There's never a good day' cause in my hood they
Let they AK's pump strays where the kids play
And every Halloween check out the murder scene
Can't help but duplicate the violence seen on the screen
My homies dyin 'before they get to see they birthdays
These is the worst days,sometimes it hurts ro pray
And even God turned his back on the ghetto youth
I konw that ain't the truth,sometimes I look for proof
I wonder if heaven got a ghetto,and if it does
Does it matter if you blood or you cuz
Remember how it was,the picnics and the parties in the projects
Small time drinkin' gettin high with them armies
Just another knucklehead kid from the gutter
I'm dealin with the madness,raised by a single mother
I'm tryin to tell you when it's on
You gotta keep your head to the sky
And be strong most of all hold on
Hold on,be strong
When it's on it's on
Hold on,be strong
When it's on it's on
Hold on,be strong
When it's on it's on
Hold on,be strong
When it's on it's on
Hold on,be strong
I know them ain't thars comin' down your face
wipe your eyes
In this world only the strong survise you know
Hmm,Im konw it's hard out there
Welfare AIDS earthquakes Muggings car jackings
Yeah we got problems
But believe me when I tell you things always get better
God don't like ugly And God don't like no quitters
You know what Billie Holiday said
bay-bee God bless the child that can hold his own
You know you got to stand strong
And when these bustas try to knock you out your place
You stand there to they face
Tell'em hold on and be strong
The game don't stop Hmm
This here is black man
If you don't never learn nothin,learn one thing
It don't stop,'til the casket drop
Thug for life feel me
All my homeboys and homegirls stay strong
when thing get bad
Especially come the first and fifteenth
Stay strong and stay ballin' hold on
I'll catch y'all at the next life we in traffic
