Fuck The World

Who you callin' rapist? Ain't that a bitch?
You devils are so two faced and
wanna see me locked in chains, dropped in shame,
and gettin' stopped by these crooked cops again.
Fuckin' with the young black male, tryin' to stack bail,
and stay away from the packed jails.
Told the judge I'm in danger,
and that's why I had that four-five with one in the chamber.
Fuck the World

They tryin' to say that I don't care.
I woke up screamin' fuck the world.
They tryin' to say that I don't care.
Just woke up and screamed fuck the world.
They tryin' to say that I don't care.
uh, I woke up and screamed fuck the world.
They tryin' to say that I don't care.
Just got up and screamed fuck the world.

When I was comin' up rough that wasn't even what you called it,
that's why I smoke blunts now and run with alcoholics.
I'm gettin' threats to me, comin' from my enemies,
and in their dreams it's Hell where they're sending me.
Have I lost control or just another soul,
a car full of mother fuckers when we roll.
Sippin' on gack as I sit back life as a big mack,
brothers come up and say "you did that?"
Never take your eyes off the prize and even if you gettin' high,
don't ever hesitate to try. 'Cause you could fall off or stay ballin',
niggas we all in, and then my mothafuckers callin'
"Fuck the world."

They tryin' to say that I don't care.
I woke up and screamed fuck the world.
They tryin' to say that I don't care.
Just woke up and screamed fuck the world.
They tryin' to say that I don't care.
I got up and screamed fuck the world.
They tryin' to say that I don't care.
I woke up and screamed fuck the world.
They tryin' to say that I don't care.

Man, fuck the world

Damn, they wanna label me a menace,
cause I'm sittin' here sippin' on Guinness.
Weighin' 165 and these tricks should die,
for being jelous of a brotha when he rides.
I can see it in your eyes,
you wanna see a young player fallin'.
They hate to see a nigger ballin'.
Some of you suckers is rotten,
Plottin' on what I got,
and then you wonder why I shot him. (booya)
Please stop, givin' game for free,
you wanna hang with me, like being a thug is the thing to be.
But I got love for my homies, the G's and macks
and if your black, you better stay strapped, N.I.G.G.A.
Fuck the world.

They tryin' to say that I don't care.
I woke up and screamed fuck the world.
They tryin' to say that I don't care.
I woke up and screamed fuck the world.
They tryin' to say that I don't care.
Got up and screamed fuck the world.

Fuck the World.
Fuck it.
I got my niggas screamin' fuck the world.

They wanna know if I claim the click that I'm hangin' with,
and if I'm down with this bangin' shit.
Well, homie I don't give a fuck if you're Blood or Cuz,
long as you got love for thugs.
But don't try to test me out, stall that.
Homie, this is thug life, NIGGA, and we all strapped.
I been through Hell and back and if I fail black,
then it's back to the corner where we sell crack.
Some of you niggas is bustahs,
you runnin' around with these tramp ass bitches, don't trust her.
But don't cry this world ain't prepared for us,
a straight thug mother fucker who ain't scared to bust.
Fuck the world.

They tryin' to say that I don't care.
I woke up and screamed fuck the world.
They tryin' to say that I don't care.
I woke up screamin' fuck the world.
They tryin' to say that I don't care.
I woke up screamin' fuck the world.
Fuck the World
I don't care.
I don't care.



Transcription 1995 by Jim Moore for Relativity Labs.
Written by Tupac Shakur, G. Jacobs.
Copyright 1995 Interscope Records. All Rights Reserved.
Used without permisson.