2 Pac - Black Cotton Lyrics
Intro: 2PacBlack CottonBlack CottonBlack Cotton- A symbol for unrewarded struggleTime for a little gospel tailGhetto gospel that is- listenRobbin' Black Cotton in God's eyesSpeakVerse One: 2PacBlack CottonSteady stressin' Smith and Wessons count my blessin'sClass is in session the worst question is the first questionWhy do we work like slaves sweatin' blades to an early graveNever got paid but still we slave (In the nine tre')Answer that then answer this too-Loves gonna get ya you know it's true life's a ***** trueYou best to backtrack and try to act black and liveNot to be phony and positive but why be negative?What's the matter G? Black cat got your tongueFat track gotcha sprung now your hung (Do ya feel me?)Dum dum diddy is it me?Attempt to reach each and every brother on the streetsIf not peace then at least let's get a pieceI'm tired of seeing bodies on the streets- deceasedLookin' through my highschool yearbookReminiscin' of the tears as the years tookOne homie, two homie, three homies - POOFWe used to have troops but now there's no more youth to shootGod come save the misbegottenLost ghetto souls of Black Cotton (In God's eyes)Chorus: EminemNobody don't care(No matter how hard I try/Look to the sky/I ask God why)Nobody don't care(Seems like my dreams/Drowned in by screams/No answer to my questions)Nobody don't care(Feels like I'm pressed/Why do I stress?/It's like I'm being tested)Nobody don't care(Seems like my prayers/Vanish to thin air/Please answer my questions)Nobody don't careKastro: Verse 3In the belly of the beast I'm bubbling upRunning out of luck, about to self destructOld heads say live your life like suchYour sure to catch her witcha one day boyI wouldn't listen to 'emYour power movement was coolBut it ain't fix nothin'So I just go with what i knowI dont trust noneLook what the 80's didTo what's Bebe's kidsAnd now we grown upNobody ain't own us yetYoung Noble: Verse 4Black cotton, I'm plottin' with the holyI'm workin' without a profitThey shacklin' all my homiesI'm hurtin' but keep the mindit's urking the way they stop this courtains to try to (rob or rise?)certainly we survive with Outlaw RidasWhat's the reward for a strugalaIf the lord lovin' us then why they hate to see us comin' upRunnin up, Gun *****ed like nasty glovesIf you aint got a penny, mind the gloveNo loveWaitin' for my 40 acas and a blunt to blazeBiblicle times good hearts with milita mindsBlack Cotton - I'm hoppin' over enemy linesBlack Cotton - I ain't stoppin' till they givin me mineBlack Cotton(Chorus)
