Song | To Live & Die in L.A. |
Artist | Tupac |
Artist | Val Young |
Album | Greatest Hits |
[00.29.995][Verse 1: 2Pac Makaveli] | |
[03.17.000] | Got them Watts niggas with me, O.F.T.B |
[04.12.000] | All the stores, the mom and pop spots |
[04.19.000] | L.A., California Love part mother****ing two |
[00:00.000] | “Street Science, you’re on the air. What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac’s new one?” |
[00:05.000] | “I love Tupac’s new record” |
[00:06.000] | “Right, but don’t you feel like that creates — ahh— tension between East and West? I mean, he’s talking about killing people, ‘I had sex with your wife’ — and not in those words. But he’s talking about, ‘I wanna see you deceased’…” |
[00:30.000] | To live and die in L.A., where everyday we try to fatten our pockets |
[00:33.000] | Us niggas hustle for the cash so it’s hard to knock it |
[00:36.000] | Everybody got they own thang, currency chasin’ |
[00:39.000] | Worldwide through the hard times, worrying faces |
[00:43.000] | Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart |
[00:45.000] | Who was a friend is now a ghost in the dark |
[00:47.000] | Cold hearted bout it, nigga got smoked by a fiend |
[00:50.000] | Trying to floss on him blind to a broken man’s dream |
[00:53.000] | A hard lesson Court cases keep me guessin’ |
[00:55.000] | Plea bargain ain’t an option now, so I’m stressin’ |
[00:58.000] | Cost me more to be free than a life in the pen |
[01:01.000] | Making money off of cuss words, writing again |
[01:03.000] | Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen |
[01:06.000] | Late night down sunset liking the scene |
[01:09.000] | What’s the worst they could do to a nigga? |
[01:11.000] | Got me lost in hell |
[01:12.000] | To live and die in L.A. on bail |
[01:14.000] | My angel sing |
[01:14.995][Hook: Val Young] | |
[01:15.000] | To Live and Die in L.A., it’s the place to be. |
[01:20.000] | You’ve got to be there to know it, everybody wanna see. |
[01:24.000] | To Live and Die in L.A., it’s the place to be. |
[01:31.000] | You’ve got to be there to know it, everybody wanna see. |
[01:36.995][Verse 2: 2Pac] | |
[01:37.000] | It’s the City of Angels and constant danger |
[01:40.500] | South Central L.A., can’t get no stranger |
[01:43.000] | Full of drama like a soap opera, on the curb |
[01:46.000] | Watching the ghetto bird helicopters, I observe |
[01:48.000] | So many niggas getting three strikes, tossed in jail |
[01:51.000] | I swear the pen right across from hell |
[01:53.000] | I can’t cry cause it’s on now |
[01:55.000] | I’m just a nigga on his own now |
[01:57.000] | Living life thug style |
[01:58.000] | So I can’t smile |
[01:59.000] | Writing to my peoples when they ask for pictures |
[02:02.000] | Thinking Cali just fun and bitches |
[02:04.000] | Better learn about the dress code, B’s and C’s |
[02:07.000] | All them other niggas copycats, these is G’s |
[02:10.000] | I love Cali like I love women |
[02:12.000] | Cause every nigga in LA got a little bit of thug in him |
[02:15.000] | We might fight amongst each other… but I promise you this: |
[02:18.000] | We’ll burn this bitch down, get us pissed |
[02:21.000] | To live and die in LA (To Live and Die in L.A., it’s the place to be.) |
[02:27.000] | (Let my angel sing) You’ve got to be there to know it, everybody wanna see. |
[02:32.000] | To Live and Die in L.A., it’s the place to be. |
[02:36.000] | (To live and die in LA) You’ve got to be there to know it, everybody wanna see. |
[02:41.995][Verse 3: 2Pac] | |
[02:42.000] | Cause would it be L.A. without Mexicans? |
[02:46.000] | Black love, brown pride and the sets again |
[02:49.000] | Pete Wilson trying to see us all broke |
[02:51.000] | I’m on some bullshit out for everything they owe |
[02:54.000] | Remember K-day? |
[02:55.000] | Weekends, Crenshaw, MLK? |
[02:57.000] | Automatics rang free, niggas lost they way |
[03:00.000] | Gang signs being shown, nigga, love your hood! |
[03:02.000] | But recognize and it’s all good |
[03:05.000] | Where the weed at? |
[03:06.000] | Niggas gettin’ shurrmed out |
[03:08.000] | Snoop Dogg in this mutha****a permed out |
[03:10.000] | M.O.B, Big Suge in the Lo-Lo, bounce and turn |
[03:14.000] | Dogg Pound in the Lex with a ounce to burn |
[03:19.000] | They got some hash, took the stash, left the rest for me |
[03:22.000] | Neckbone, Tre, Herron, Big Buntry too |
[03:25.000] | Big Rock got knocked, but this one’s for you |
[03:28.000] | I hit the studio and drop a jewel, hoping it pay |
[03:30.000] | Getting high, watching time fly: to live and die in LA |
[03:33.000] | To Live and Die in L.A., it’s the place to be. |
[03:38.000] | You’ve got to be there to know it, everybody wanna see. |
[03:43.000] | To Live and Die in L.A., it’s the place to be. |
[03:43.000] | You’ve got to be there to know it, everybody wanna see. |
[03:55.995][Outro: 2Pac] | |
[03:56.000] | This go out for 92.3, and 106 |
[04:00.000] | All the radio stations that be bumping my shit |
[04:02.000] | Making my shit sells katruple quitraple platinum |
[04:08.000] | This go out to all the magazines that a nigga |
[04:11.000] | All the real mother****ers |
[04:15.000] | A&R people, all y’all mother****ers |
[04:22.000] | Without gay ass Dre |
[00.29.995][Verse 1: 2Pac Makaveli] | |
[03.17.000] | Got them Watts niggas with me, O. F. T. B |
[04.12.000] | All the stores, the mom and pop spots |
[04.19.000] | L. A., California Love part mother ing two |
[00:00.000] | " Street Science, you' re on the air. What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac' s new one?" |
[00:05.000] | " I love Tupac' s new record" |
[00:06.000] | " Right, but don' t you feel like that creates ahh tension between East and West? I mean, he' s talking about killing people, ' I had sex with your wife' and not in those words. But he' s talking about, ' I wanna see you deceased'" |
[00:30.000] | To live and die in L. A., where everyday we try to fatten our pockets |
[00:33.000] | Us niggas hustle for the cash so it' s hard to knock it |
[00:36.000] | Everybody got they own thang, currency chasin' |
[00:39.000] | Worldwide through the hard times, worrying faces |
[00:43.000] | Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart |
[00:45.000] | Who was a friend is now a ghost in the dark |
[00:47.000] | Cold hearted bout it, nigga got smoked by a fiend |
[00:50.000] | Trying to floss on him blind to a broken man' s dream |
[00:53.000] | A hard lesson Court cases keep me guessin' |
[00:55.000] | Plea bargain ain' t an option now, so I' m stressin' |
[00:58.000] | Cost me more to be free than a life in the pen |
[01:01.000] | Making money off of cuss words, writing again |
[01:03.000] | Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen |
[01:06.000] | Late night down sunset liking the scene |
[01:09.000] | What' s the worst they could do to a nigga? |
[01:11.000] | Got me lost in hell |
[01:12.000] | To live and die in L. A. on bail |
[01:14.000] | My angel sing |
[01:14.995][Hook: Val Young] | |
[01:15.000] | To Live and Die in L. A., it' s the place to be. |
[01:20.000] | You' ve got to be there to know it, everybody wanna see. |
[01:24.000] | To Live and Die in L. A., it' s the place to be. |
[01:31.000] | You' ve got to be there to know it, everybody wanna see. |
[01:36.995][Verse 2: 2Pac] | |
[01:37.000] | It' s the City of Angels and constant danger |
[01:40.500] | South Central L. A., can' t get no stranger |
[01:43.000] | Full of drama like a soap opera, on the curb |
[01:46.000] | Watching the ghetto bird helicopters, I observe |
[01:48.000] | So many niggas getting three strikes, tossed in jail |
[01:51.000] | I swear the pen right across from hell |
[01:53.000] | I can' t cry cause it' s on now |
[01:55.000] | I' m just a nigga on his own now |
[01:57.000] | Living life thug style |
[01:58.000] | So I can' t smile |
[01:59.000] | Writing to my peoples when they ask for pictures |
[02:02.000] | Thinking Cali just fun and bitches |
[02:04.000] | Better learn about the dress code, B' s and C' s |
[02:07.000] | All them other niggas copycats, these is G' s |
[02:10.000] | I love Cali like I love women |
[02:12.000] | Cause every nigga in LA got a little bit of thug in him |
[02:15.000] | We might fight amongst each other but I promise you this: |
[02:18.000] | We' ll burn this bitch down, get us pissed |
[02:21.000] | To live and die in LA To Live and Die in L. A., it' s the place to be. |
[02:27.000] | Let my angel sing You' ve got to be there to know it, everybody wanna see. |
[02:32.000] | To Live and Die in L. A., it' s the place to be. |
[02:36.000] | To live and die in LA You' ve got to be there to know it, everybody wanna see. |
[02:41.995][Verse 3: 2Pac] | |
[02:42.000] | Cause would it be L. A. without Mexicans? |
[02:46.000] | Black love, brown pride and the sets again |
[02:49.000] | Pete Wilson trying to see us all broke |
[02:51.000] | I' m on some bullshit out for everything they owe |
[02:54.000] | Remember Kday? |
[02:55.000] | Weekends, Crenshaw, MLK? |
[02:57.000] | Automatics rang free, niggas lost they way |
[03:00.000] | Gang signs being shown, nigga, love your hood! |
[03:02.000] | But recognize and it' s all good |
[03:05.000] | Where the weed at? |
[03:06.000] | Niggas gettin' shurrmed out |
[03:08.000] | Snoop Dogg in this mutha a permed out |
[03:10.000] | M. O. B, Big Suge in the LoLo, bounce and turn |
[03:14.000] | Dogg Pound in the Lex with a ounce to burn |
[03:19.000] | They got some hash, took the stash, left the rest for me |
[03:22.000] | Neckbone, Tre, Herron, Big Buntry too |
[03:25.000] | Big Rock got knocked, but this one' s for you |
[03:28.000] | I hit the studio and drop a jewel, hoping it pay |
[03:30.000] | Getting high, watching time fly: to live and die in LA |
[03:33.000] | To Live and Die in L. A., it' s the place to be. |
[03:38.000] | You' ve got to be there to know it, everybody wanna see. |
[03:43.000] | To Live and Die in L. A., it' s the place to be. |
[03:43.000] | You' ve got to be there to know it, everybody wanna see. |
[03:55.995][Outro: 2Pac] | |
[03:56.000] | This go out for 92. 3, and 106 |
[04:00.000] | All the radio stations that be bumping my shit |
[04:02.000] | Making my shit sells katruple quitraple platinum |
[04:08.000] | This go out to all the magazines that a nigga |
[04:11.000] | All the real mother ers |
[04:15.000] | A R people, all y' all mother ers |
[04:22.000] | Without gay ass Dre |