U Can Be Touched - 2Pac, The Outlawz

Life…

What the fuck is life for niggaz like us?

Been waking up to another muthafuckin’day

I’m the type of soldier,

A nigga that seen

Everything in my muthafuckin eyes

I seen my parents get killed

To my muthafuckin eyes

I seen my brother kill his-self in my eyes

I seen Pac.

Yak.

die in the struggle in my eyes

So I know anybody can be touched

You know what I mean?

(Napoleon)

Oh God forgive me Somebody please say a prayer for me Needed my parents

But they was never there for me Believe in everything they feed me

I’m seeing demons

I wake up screaming

Who believe me or was I dreaming?

Five fingers on the .45 chrome

Dead aim at my brain, infared with no lights on I ain’t afraid to die, I want to see what’s after this

I’m living blind writing rhymes

Til they capture this

And if we die let the world understand why

Soldier my eyes hate to see a young thug cry

They seeing us inside a casket

That’s how they see us Oh God forgive us ghetto bastards

We human beings

They leaving us inside this hell-hole

Just waiting to fail so they tell us That’s what jail for

Adolescense young teens turned violent

It’s floating, in a world turned silent

Cause you could be touched

(Chorus Makaveli)

Young niggaz in the wild life

Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life

Thinking he can make his pay

Too in a rush, niggaz better slow down

Cause you can be touched

Young niggaz in the wild life

Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life

Thinking he can make his pay

Too in a rush, niggaz better slow down

Cause you can be touched

I live life High Speed

Moving a million miles per hour

Towards my destiny

Making decesions carelessly

Yeah it’s me, yo nigga man child

Bomb first stand proud

Ain’t looking for hand-outs

Twenty-five years up in this bitch

And I’ll be damned if I ain’t leaving rich

And leave my kids a grip

I let my blood drip off in this thug shit

You can be touched, I catch you slippin’while I’m on a money mission

Like right now, 30 dollars to my John Hancock

Try to get mo’so my shit don’t flock

I lick off shots for everything they owe me And when it’s my time to go

I pray the Lord hold me

(U can be touched)

(Kastro)

I was born in the city that never sleeps

Schooled by the realest of the real niggaz

That ever breathed

And I was big when I was young

And now I see that I was dumb

My nigga.

Lonnie just got hit with 10… 10 years

For trusting a friend

They left him stuck in the Penn

I love him, we all here just to die here, plus

Nobody cares what got here

Touched by a angel and kissed by the Lord

Praise the thug ways and I’ll never be bored

Touched by a angel and kissed by the Lord

Y’all praise the thug ways

So forever it’s on.

baby

(Chorus Makaveli)

My Young niggaz in the wild life

Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life

Thinking he can make his pay

Too in a rush, niggaz better slow down

Cause you can be touched

Young niggaz in the wild life

Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life

Thinking he can make his pay

Too in a rush, niggaz better slow down

Cause you can be touched

(Young Noble)

Why grieve this life

Planted by the fiends and pipes

Green lights so

I’m seeing-seeing everything twice

Pretty much of nothing nice

(naw) we sucking it up Even when we get a job, we fucking it up Like it can’t happen to us

I could never be a bum

Yeah right, you wound up one

God forbid I’m touched, y’all keep living it up Look and learn

Next it could be your turn… word

(Kadafi)

Yes this a felonies’hobby

That got me here thinking robbery

Day to day all year long

Teflon protects my body

It’s such unimportant in this criminal cartel

I’m caught and supporting me So in these streets of hockey

I play the goalie,

Secretz to war licks, and score shit

Share between clients and homies

Remember what Patcino told me Before he past

Watch them clowns with them crocodile smiles

Cause they phony, I get that cash, stay lonely

And I’m point like a thong

And it’s survive for the strong

Living outside the laws of this crooked world

I was born touched

(Chorus Makaveli)

My Young niggaz in the wild life

Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life

Thinking he can make his pay

Too in a rush, niggaz better slow down

Cause you can be touched

Young niggaz in the wild life

Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life

Thinking he can make his pay

Too in a rush, niggaz better slow down

Cause you can be touched