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2PAC lyrics : "Troublesome '96"

Troublesome ^!$$%
[Chorus plays in background]
Troublesome 19-mutha$#&@in-96 (westside)

Let it be known ^!$$%
Boss of all bosses, Makaveli


Menacin' methods label me a lethal weapon
Making ^!$$%s die witnessin' breathless imperfections
Can you picture my specific plan

To be the man in this wicked land,underhanded hits are planned
Scams are plotted over grams and rocks
[song version 1:] Undercover agents die by the random shots

[song version 2:] Outlaws mother$#&@ers die by the random shots
We all die in the end, so revenge we swore
I was all about my ends, $#&@ friends and foes

Me, a born leader, never leave the block without my my heata
Got me a dog and named her my (*##$ ^!$$% eata
What could they do to me that little brat

%#@! them ^!$$%s shot me and still terrified, I'll get their $$#
How can I show you how I feel inside
We outlawz mother$#&@as can't kill my pride

^!$$%s talk a lot of %#@! but that's after I'm gone
Cause they fear me in physical form let it be known
I'm troublesome


[Chorus]
Tra la la la la la all ya ^!$$%s die [several times]


Trouble %#@!
Gutter ways my mentality is ghetto

We're guerrillas in this criminal war, we all rebels
Death before dishonor bet on bomb on them first ^!$$%s do
We came for murder, pullin' up in a herse

Westside was the war cry bustin' all freely screaming $#&@
All ya'll ^!$$%s in Swahili
Pistol packin' fresh out of jail, I ain't goin' back

Release me to care of my heartless strap
Say my name three times like Candyman
Bet I roll on your $$# like an avalance

A soul survivor, learned to get high and pull drive bys
Murder my foes, can't control my nine
Hearin' thoughts of my enemies pleadin' please

Busta $$# mother$#&@as tried to flee
Picture me letting this chump survive
Redin' up on his $$# when I'm doped and died

Cause I'm troublesome

[Chorus]


Murder murder my mind states %#@! ain't change since my last rhyme
The crime rate ain't decline

^!$$%s bustin' shots like they lost their mind
Like twenty-five to life never crossed their mind
Tell me young ^!$$% never learned a thang

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang
Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how can I cry
Try to warn the little ^!$$% either stop or die

Mercy is for the weak when I speak I scream
Afraid to sleep in havin' of crazy dreams
Vivid pictures of my enemies and family times

God to forgive me cause it's wrong but I plan to die
Need to take me in heaven and understand I was a sheep
Did the best I could, raised in insanity

Or send me to hell cause I ain't beggin' for my life
Ain't nothing worse than this cursed $$# hopeless life
Cause I'm troublesome

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