2Pac – Blasphemy

God has a plan, and the bible unfolds that wonderful plan
Through the message of prophecy
God sent Jesus into this world to be our savior
And that Christ is returning, someday soon
To unfold the wonderful plan of eternity, for my life and your life
As long as we’re cooperating with God
By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and savior
And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days
We’ll see you next time here on This Week in Bible Prophecy

Tupac don’t start that blasphemy in here!
Makaveli, the new breed, and I remember what my pops told me
The new word, follow me, remember what my pops told me

My family tree, consists of drug dealers, thugs and killers
Struggling, known to hustle screamin’ fuck they feelings
I got advice from my father, all he told me was this
Niggas, get off your ass if you plan to be rich
There’s ten rules to the game, but I’ll share with you two
Know, niggas gon’ hate you for whatever you do
Now rule one, get your cash on, M.O.B.
That’s Money Over Bitches, cause they breed envy
Now rule two is a hard one, watch for phonies
Keep yo’, enemies close nigga, watch yo’ homies
It seemed a little unimportant, when he told me I smiled
Picture jewels being handed, to an innocent child
I never knew in my lifetime I’d live by these rules
Initiated as an outlaw, studying rules
Now papa ain’t around, so I gotta recall
Or come to grips with being on my enemy’s wall (rest in peace)
Promised if I have a seed, I’ma guide him right
Dear Lord don’t let me die tonight
I got words for my comrades, listen and learn
Ain’t nothing free, give back what you earn, no doubt
Gettin higher than a motherfucker, blessed and pleased
This Thug Life’ll be the death of me, see’mon, yeah

And I remember what my papa told me
Remember what my papa told me, blasphemy

Love for them that steal in the name of the Lord
Dem a tell ‘nough lie but holding my bird in a cloud
Using the name of the Lord in vein
While the people in the ghetto, feel ‘nough pain

We probably in Hell already, our dumb asses not knowing
Everybody kissing ass to go to heaven ain’t going
Put my soul on it, I’m fighting devil niggas daily
Plus the media be crucifying brothers severely
Tell me I ain’t God’s son, nigga mom a virgin
We got addicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto
Doing wild shit, looking at the sun don’t pay
Criminal mind all the time, wait for Judgment Day
They say Moses split the Red Sea
I split the blunt and rolled the fat one, I’m deadly, Babylon beware
Coming from the Pharaoh’s kids, retaliation
Making legends off the shit we did, still bullshitting
Niggas in Jerusalem, waiting for signs
God promised, she’s just taking her time,
Living by the Nile while the water flows
I’m contemplating plots wondering which door to go
Brothers getting shot, coming back resurrected
It’s just that raw shit, nigga check it (that raw shit)

And I remember what my papa told me
Remember what my papa told me, blasphemy

Love for them that steal in the name of the Lord
Dem a tell ‘nough lie but holding my bird in a cloud
Using the name of the Lord in vein
While the people in the ghetto, feel ‘nough pain

The preacher want me buried why? Cause I know he a liar
Have you ever seen a crackhead, that’s eternal fire
Why you got these kids minds, thinking that they evil
While the preacher being richer you say honor God’s people
Should we cry, when the Pope die, my request
We should cry if they cried when we buried Malcolm X
Mama tell me am I wrong, is God just another cop
Waiting to beat my ass if I don’t go pop?
Memories of a past time, giving up cash
To the leaders, knowing damn well, it ain’t gonna feed us
In my brain how can you explain, time in D.C.
It’s hard enough to live now, in these times of greed
They say Jesus is a kind man, well he should understand
Times in this crime man, my Thug nation
Do what you gotta do but know you gotta change
Try to find a way to make it out the game
I leave this and hope God can see my heart is pure
Is heaven just another door? I leave this here
I leave this and hope God see my heart is pure
Is heaven just another door? And my people say

Love for them that steal in the name of the Lord
Dem a tell ‘nough lie but holding my bird in a cloud
Using the name of the Lord in vein
While the people in the ghetto, feel ‘nough pain

Love for them that steal in the name of the Lord
Dem a tell ‘nough lie but holding my bird in a cloud
Using the name of the Lord in vein
While the people in the ghetto, feel ‘nough pain

Love for them that steal in the name of the Lord
Dem a tell ‘nough lie but holding my bird in a cloud
Using the name of the Lord in vein
While the people in the ghetto, feel ‘nough pain

Love for them that steal in the name of the Lord
Dem a tell ‘nough lie but holding my bird in a cloud
Using the name of the Lord in vein
While the people in the ghetto, feel ‘nough pain

Our father, who art in heaven
Hallow be thy name
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done
In earth, as it is in heaven
Give us this day, our daily bread
As we give up our debts
As we forgive our debt-ors
Lead us not into temptation
But deliver us, un-evil
For God, is the kingdom, and the power
And the glory forever, and ever, and ever

Damian Marley – Here We Go (Stony Hill Album)

[Verse 1]
Here we go
My big ego is gonna get me in trouble
Trying to play hero
My jeans can’t tight like Michael Phelps speedo
We no play follow fashion, when we lead out
Now looky here, my big ideas
Gonna get me in trouble now amongst my peers
But have no fear, no bother cry tears
You’re just miles ahead when I’m ahead light years

[Chorus]
(Here.. here I come again)
The originally, run fi the grand finally
(Have no fear.. for it is only I)
I do it regularly, through every hill and valley
(I’m here to teach you only truth)
It’s Mister Warm and Easy
Somebody please believe me
(For the things you do, Jah is watching you)

[Verse 2]
Man a wah some do a likkle bomboclaated
Weh feel like them because dem album charted
Well all bad card will be disregarded
No punk cyaan finish weh what Bob Marley started
Gong to the Zilla, I’m the Don Die-Hearted
Anywhere me go, dem roll out red carpet
Some man a buy car and nah no house fi park it
Nah unify dem selfish like market
Dem sell out dem souls just to be rewarded
Bleach out dem skin, dem favour dead to rahtid
Soul too corrupt and dem blemish and faulted
Real Rastaman we cannot be outsmarted
Gong’s not the one fi a bwoy take chance with
Ancient Nazareth weh make the Red Sea parted
Provide the harvest, in drought and shortage
With Jah by my side I’ve got all advantage

[Chorus]
(Here.. here I come again)
Gong.. the originally, run fi the grand finally
(Have no fear.. for it is only I)
I do it regularly, through every hill and valley
(I’m here to teach you only truth)
It’s Mister Warm and Easy
Somebody please believe me
(For the things you do, Jah is watching you)

[Verse 3]
So buy your tickets to the show, get there early get a seat
The real gang is in the house, everything has counterfeit
If I have not been around, it’s a part of my mistake
I’ve been busy so to speak, I’ve been winning on the street
I’ve been feeling like a Wednesday, surrounded by the week
This wrong alone can’t win, ? justice weh we seek
So ? some DJ cah dem see me?
Dem inna the ?? man make a beat
And if you buy the bullshit, then don’t lose your recite
Them bound fi ? , me a go lowe dem, make you seet
Dem sow weh dem a reap, dem think say Jah no seet
When the stage show full a demon and the club dem full a freak
And the dancehall full a pagans and dance like dem a Greek
Dem ? reek, dem pop down and a week
Dem always overdweet, but turn the other cheek
The earth is for the meek

[Chrous]
(Here.. here I come again)
Gong.. the originally, run fi the grand finally
(Have no fear.. for it is only I)
I do it regularly, through every hill and valley
(I’m here to teach you only truth)
It’s Mister Warm and Easy
Somebody please believe me
(For the things you do, Jah is watching you)

[Verse 4]
Me do a thousand video shooting, ten thousand chariot
Hundred thousand photo shoot and million radio drop
Me deejay till me ?? welcome people to the ??
You think a silver spoon ?? drop inna me lap
Me sign a billion autograph, up to now the tour no stop
Trade privacy for privilege, it balance when it swap
Tony Rebel say a reggae put Jamaica ‘pon the map
Who am I to disagree when I’ve been reaping up the crop
My first release was ’93, when dem a feed pon Similac
First Grammy at 23, tell me which one a dem do that
Another tour at 27, add it up and do the maths
The weight weh dem a carry that no heavy like me locks
I’m a veteran, the young guest to be exact
Ghetto people love me bad, I’m guessing opposites attract
Uptown me born and broke, Stony Hill to mark the spot
Big Gong to the Zilla and the return of the mac