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They claim that I'm violent, just 'cause I refuse to be silentThese hypocrites are havin' fits, 'cause I'm not buyin' itDefyin' it, envious because I will rebel againstany oppressor, and this is known as self defenseI show no mercy, they claim that I'm the lunaticBut when the shit gets thick, I'm the one you go and getDon't look confused, the truth is so plain to seeCause I'm the nigga that you sell-outs are ashamed to beIn every Jeep and every car, brothers stomp thisI'm Never Ignorant, Getting Goals AccomplishedThe underground railroad on an up riseThis time the truth's gettin' told, heard enough liesI told 'em fight back, attack on societyIf this is violence, then violent's what I gotta beIf you investigate you'll find out where it's comin' fromLook through our history, America's the violent oneUnlock my brain, break the chains of your miseryThis time the payback for evil shit you did to meThey call me militant, racist 'cause I will resistYou wanna censor somethin', motherfucker censor this!My words are weapons, and I'm steppin' to the silentWakin' up the masses, but you, claim that I'm violentSongtexte[Chorus](They claimin' that I'm violent)(Just because we play what the people want)(Violent)(Just because we play what the people want)(Violent)(Just because we play what the people want)(Violent)The cops can't stand me, but they can't touch meCall me a dope man, 'cause I rock dope beatsJacked by the police, didn't have my IDI said, "Excuse me, why you tryin' to rob me?"He had tha nerve to, say that I had a curfew(Do you know what time it is?Get out the fucking car, or I'll hurt you!)"Get out the car or I'll hurt you"So here I go, I better make my mind upPick my nine up, or hit the line-upI chose B, stepped into the streetsThe first cop grabbed me, the other ripped my seatThey grabbed my homie and they threw him to the concrete(Ay man Aye yo ay man just c'mon ?)("What you doin man?") They tried to frame meThey tried to say I had some dope in the back seatBut I'm a rap fiend, not a crack fiendMy homie panicked ("I'm out") he tried to run (Freeze nigga!) I heard a bullet fire from the cop's gunMy homie dropped so, I hit the copI kept swingin', yo, I couldn't stopBefore I knew it, I was beatin' the cop senselessThe other cop dropped his gun, he was defenseless(? Argh, fuck you! Ungh!)Now I'm against this cop who was racistGiven him a taste, of tradin placesAnd all this, 'cause the peckerwood was tryin' thisframe up, but I came upNow they claimin that I'm violent[Chorus]As I was beatin' on a cop, I heard a gun click (uh-oh)Then the gun shot, but I wasn't hitI turned around it was my homie with the gun in handHe shot the cop (damn!) now he's a dead manI said, come on, it's time for us to get away(Let's go, we gotta get the fuck outta here)They called for backup, and they'll be on their wayJumped in the car, and tried to get away quickThe car wouldn't start (damn!) we in deep shitSo we jumped out (C'mon let's take the cop's car)We drove a little ways thinkin' that we got farBut I looked up, and all I saw was blue lightsIf I die tonight, I'm dying in a gunfightI grabbed the AK, my homie took the 12 gaugeLoad 'em up quick, it's time for us to sprayWe'll shoot 'em up with they own fuckin' weaponsAnd when we through sprayin' (audi) then we steppin'This is a lesson, to the rednecks and crooked copsYou fuck with real niggas, get ya fuckin' ass droppedSo here we go, the police against usDark as dusk, waitin' for the guns to bust (What's next man?)What's next, I don't know and I don't careOne things fo' sho', tomorrow I won't be hereBut if I go, I'm takin' all these punks with mePass me a clip G, now come and get meYou wanna sweat me, never get me to be silentGivin' them a reason, (a reason) to claim that I'm violent (Just because we play what the people want)(Violent)(Just because we play what the people want)(Violent)
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"Violent" as written by Tupac Amaru Shakur, Ronald R. Brooks, David Leland Elliott, Kenneth Gamble, Leon A. Huff
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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