2Pac – Soulja’s Story

Incredibly talented and renowned rapper and actor, Tupac Shakur introduce another masterpiece titled “Soulja’s Story”.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 03 on his top charting album project called “2Pacalypse Now” was officially released on 12 November 1991.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

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LYRICS

[2Pac (2Pac as “Soulja”):]

All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me

All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me

All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me

All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me

(They cuttin’ off welfare…)

(They think crime is rising now)

(You got whites killing blacks)

(Cops killing blacks, and blacks killing blacks)

(Shit just gon’ get worse)

(They just gon’ become souljas)

(Straight souljas)

All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me

All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me

All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me

All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me

[2Pac as “Soulja”:]

Crack done took a part of my family tree

My momma’s on the shit, my daddy split and mom is steady blaming me

Is it my fault just ’cause I’m a young black male?

Cops sweat me as if my destiny is makin’ crack sales

Only fifteen and got problems

Cops on my tail, so I bail ’til I dodge ’em

They finally pull me over and I laugh

“Remember Rodney King?” and I blast on his punk ass

Now I got a murder case…

You speak of heaven punk? I never heard of the place

Wanted to come up fast, got a Uz’ and a black mask

Ducking fuckin’ Task, now who’s the jackass?

Keep my shit cocked, ’cause the cops got a Glock too

What the fuck would you do? Drop them or let ’em drop you?

I chose droppin’ the cop

I got me a Glock, and a Glock for the niggas on my block

Momma tried to stab me, I moved out

Sold a pound a weed, made G’s, bought a new house

I’m only seventeen, I’m the new king

Got me a crew, bought ’em jewels, and a Uz’-thick

But all good things don’t last

Task came fast, and busted my black ass

Coolin’ in the pen, where the good’s kept

Now my little brother wants to follow in my footsteps

A soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me

All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me

All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me

All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me

[2Pac as the younger brother:]

Buck, buck – niggas get fucked, don’t step to this

Quiet as kept I’m blessed on a quest with a death wish

Tell ’em to come and test, and arrest, nigga it’s hectic

Here’s the anorexic, I’m makin’ it to an exit

Walking through the streets on the black tip

Packed with several gats, ’cause I’m on some pay ’em back shit

Niggas don’t wanna try me, brother, you’ll get shot down

Now I’m king of the block, since my bigger brother’s locked down

I’m hot now, so many punk police have got shot down

Other coppers see me on the block, and they jock now

That’s what I call a kingpin

Send my brother what he needs and some weed up to Sing-Sing

Tellin’ him just be ready set

Pack ya shit up quick; and when I hit, be prepared to jet

Niggas from the block on the boat now

Every single one got a gun, that’ll smoke – pow!

These punks about to get hit by the best

I’m wearin’ double vest… so aim at my fuckin’ chest

I’ll be makin’ straight dome calls

Touch the button on the wall, you’ll be pickin’ up your own balls

I can still hear my mother shout

“Hit the pen nigga — break your bigger brother out”

I got a message for the warden

I’m comin’ for ya ass, as fast as Flash Gordon

We get surrounded in the mess hall, yes y’all

A crazy motherfucker making death calls

Just bring me my brother and we leavin’

For every minute you stall, one of y’all bleedin’

They brought my brother in a jiffy

I took a cop, just in case things got tricky

And just as we was walkin’ out (BANG!)

I caught a bullet in the head, the screams never left my mouth

My brother caught a bullet too

I think he gon’ pull through, he deserve to

The fast life ain’t everything they told ya

Never get much older, following the tracks of a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me

All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me

All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me

All you wanted to be, a soulja, a soulja

All you wanted to be, a soulja, like me

Straight soulja, 1993, and forward