2Pac featuring Edi & Noble of the Outlawz The Uppercut song lyrics

I wanted to bring back that reality, nobody can ever be confused and think I'm fuckin Mike Tyson

and I'm the heavyweight champion, I'm a little nigga, thats why its so raw to just watch me

battle lions, cause I'm a little skinny nigga battlin' niggas three times my size

Watch this uppercut, here it comes... watch the jab nigga... ugh... here it come, look out, watch

Now see so many motherfuckers wanna take a peice

Commin' equipped with some shit that niggas just cant believe

I pull a trick from my sleeve now kamikazee

I'm all over that nigga, come identify the body

My middle finger to you hoe niggas

Run up on me, and i'll be forced to let it go nigga

I aint the one you wanna try, why, stayin' high

I hit this blunt and watch these motherfuckers die

Whose runnin these streets I said that cocaine

Another hustler makin' major cash

'til the punk police come an raid ya ass

Now you stressed doin' fed time, and its a bitch

Cause the judge gave you 8 years, you doin 6

And we know that you can't hang, you a trick

Rolled over turned snitch like a biatchhhh

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Gotchu fallin from the uppercut, fucked, so what's up? nigga!

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so what's up? nigga!

They got a nigga in the dice game, I'm feelin' lucky

But the nigga just a little bigger, he tryin fuck me

Out my cash, imma blast nigga, he don't know

I gotta tell ya like the last nigga, gotta go

Don't need to roll for the truck, I get em' up

Left to right, my uppercut'll hit em' up (ha)

I'm known to walk the streets on any block

I love my niggas, but I aint puttin down my glock

The gun shots rang when I lose nigga, and ooh nigga

Imma show you not to ever play a true nigga (haha)

Lay it down just to prove it

And fuck the rappin motherfucker we can do this

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Gotchu fallin from the uppercut, fucked, so what's up? nigga!

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so what's up? nigga!

They claim that we violent, we named after tyrants

This revolution won't be televised, we keep it silent (shh)

Roll on our enemies, beat em' at they own game

Molotov cocktails, release an up in flames

Tired of bein' stepped on, sick of bein' held back

Lookin' through my rear view, thinkin' bout the pay back

Wanna see my kids grow don't know if imma make it though

One more nigga came up short in the ghetto

Society lied to me so i'm strapped with the metal

Push ya middle finger up nigga if you a rebel

Have ya face down goin' in ya pockets if ya let em'

I done lost too many homies for me to ever forget em'

I done made so many mistakes but still I dont regret em'

I'm a product of the pimp, the pusher, and the reverend

I'm a product of the block, the fiends, and the felons

We all lost souls tryina find our way to heaven

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Gotchu fallin from the uppercut, fucked, so what's up? nigga!

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so what's up? nigga!

To all the conrads no longer with us, see you when we get there

'Pac, Yak, we gon' keep on ridin', give these cowards the uppercut

'Til we get up there with ya'll, YOU KNOW!.

Thug Life we still livin it

Outlaw for life, in the name of the Don, let's go!