2Pac – White Man’z World ft Big D The Impossible

Talented American legendary musical artiste, Tupac Shakur collides with Big D The Impossible to create a tune titled “White Man’z World”.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 09 on his top charting album project called “The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory” was officially released on 5 November 1996.

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

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LYRICS

You go bustin’ your fist against a stone wall

You’re not usin’ your brain

That’s what the white man wants you to do

Look at you, what makes you ashamed of bein black

 

[2Pac:]

Nothin’ but love for you my sister

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt

Bein’ a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

Shit, in this white man’s world

Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin’ hard on our sisters

We don’t be knowin’ the pain we be causin’

In this white man’s world

In this white man’s world

I ain’t sayin I’m innocent in all this

I’m just sayin’

In this white man’s world

This song is for y’all

For all those times that I messed up or we messed up

 

[2Pac:]

Dear sister, got me twisted up in prison I miss ya

Cryin’ lookin’ at my niece’s and my nephew picture

They say don’t let this cruel world get ya, kinda suspicious

Swearin’ one day you might leave me, for somebody that’s richer

Twist the cap off the bottle, I take a sip and see tomorrow

Gotta make it if I have to beg or borrow

Readin’ love letters; late night, locked down and quiet

If brothers don’t receive they mail best believe we riot

Eatin’ Jack-Mack, starin’ at the walls of silence

Inside this cage where they captured all my rage and violence

In time I learned a few lessons, never fall for riches

Apologizes to my true sisters, far from bitches

Help me raise my Black Nation, reparations are due

It’s true, caught up in this world I took advantage of you

So tell the babies how I love them, precious boys and girls

Born black in this white man’s world – and all I heard was

 

Who, knows what tomorrow brings

In this world, where everyone’s blind?

And where to go, no matter how far I’ll find

To let you know, that you’re not alone

 

[2Pac:]

Only thing they ever did wrong (yes!, yes!) was bein’ born black (no doubt), in this white man’s world.

All my ghetto motherfuckers be proud to be black if you proud to have this shit like this, cause ain’t nobody got it like this (all my little Black seeds, born Black in the White man’z world).

All these motherfuckers wanna be like us.

They all wanna be like us, to be the have naughts: all hail.

God bless the child that can hold his own, no motherfuckin’ doubt

 

[2Pac:]

Bein’ born with less, I must confess only adds on to the stress

Two gunshots to my homie’s head, died in his vest

Shot him to death and left him bleedin’ for his family to see

I pass his casket gently askin’, is there heaven for G’s

My homeboy’s doin’ life, his baby momma be stressin’

Sheddin’ tears when her son, finally ask that questions

Where my daddy at? Mama why we live so poor

Why you crying? Heard you late night through my bedroom door

Now do you love me mama? Why they keep on calling me nigga?

Get my weight up with my hate and pay ’em back when I’m bigger

And still thuggin’ in his jail cell, missing my block

Hearin’ brothers screamin’ all night, wishing they’d stop

Proud to be black but why we act like we don’t love ourselves

Don’t look around busta (you sucka) check yourselves

Know what it means to be black, whether a man or girl

We still struggling, in this white man’s world

[2Pac:]

Who, knows what tomorrow brings

(Born black in this white man’s world)

In this world, where everyone’s blind?

(In this white man’s world)

And where to go, no matter how far I’ll find

(In this white man’s world)

To let you know, that you’re not alone

 

[*megaphone*]

We must fight, for brother Mumia

We must fight, for brother Mutulu

And we must fight, for brother Ruchell Magee

We must fight, for brother Geronimo Pratt

We must fight, for [?], Zulu, [?]

We must fight, for countless political prisoners

Who are locked up falsely by this white man

 

[2Pac:]

So tell me why you

Changed to choose a new direction, in the blink of an eye

My time away just made perfection, did you think I’d die

Not gon’ cry, why should I care

Like we holding on to lost love that’s no longer there

Can you please help me, God bless me please keep my seeds healthy

Making all my enemies bleed while my G’s wealthy

Hoping they bury me with ammunitions, weed, and shells

Just in case they trip in heaven – ain’t no G’s in hell

Sister sorry for the pain that I caused your heart

I know I’ll change if you help me, but don’t fall apart

Rest in peace to Latasha, Lil’ Yummy, and Kato

Too much for this cold world to take – ended up bein fatal

Every woman in America, especially black

Bear with me, can’t you see, that we under attack

I never meant to cause drama, to my sister and mama

Hope we make it, to better times, in this white man’s world

 

Who, knows what tomorrow brings

In world, where everyone’s blind?

And where to go, no matter how far I’ll find

To let you know, that you’re not alone

 

[Khalid Abdul Muhammad:]

“You’re out of touch with reality!

There are a few of you in a few smoke-filled rooms

Calling that the mainstream, while the masses of the people

–White and black, red, yellow and brown, poor and vulnerable– are suffering in this nation.”

 

[2Pac:]

Never that, in this white man’s world, they can’t stop us

We’ve been here all this time they ain’t took us out

They can never take us out

No matter what they say, about us bein extinct

About us being endangered species, we ain’t NEVER gon’ leave this

We ain’t never gon’ walk off this planet, unless Y’ALL choose to

Use your brain, use your brain

It ain’t them that’s killin’ us it’s US that’s killin’ us

It ain’t them that’s knockin’ us off, it’s US that’s knockin’ us off

I’m tellin’ you better watch it, or be a victim

Be a victim, in this white man’s world

.. born black, in this white man’s world, no doubt

And it’s dedicated to my motherfuckin’ teachers

Mutulu Shakur, Geronimo Pratt, Mumia Abu Jamal

Sekou Odinga, all the real O.G.’s, we out

 

[Minister Farrakhan – Oct. 17, 1995:]

The seal, and the constitution, reflect the thinking of the founding fathers, that this was, to be a nation by white people, and for white people

Native Americans, Blacks, and all other non-white people were to be the burden bearers, for the real citizens of this nation