2Pac – Young Black Male

Award winning American rapper and songwriter, Tupac Shakur teams up with Ice Cube to create this awesome song titled “Young Black Male”.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 01 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 (Ice Cube):]

Hard like an erection

(Young black male)

Hard like an erection

(Ain’t shit to fool with)

Hard like an erection

(Young black male)

Hard like an erection

(Ain’t shit to fool with)

Yes, niggas! Yes, niggas! Yes, niggas!

Go, nigga, go!

Hard like an erection

(Young black male)

Hard like an erection

(Ain’t shit to fool with)

Hard like an erection

(Young black male)

Hard like an erection

(Ain’t shit to fool with)

[2Pac:]

Young black male

I try to effect by kicking the facts

And stacking much mail

I’m packing a gat ’cause guys wanna jack

And fuck going to jail

‘Cause I ain’t a crook, despite how I look

I don’t sell yayo

They judging a brother like covers on books

Follow me into a flow

I’m sure you know, which way to go

I’m hitting ’em out of the doors

So slip on the slope, let’s skip on the flow

I’m fucking the sluts and hoes

The bigger the butts the tighter the clothes

The gimminy jimminy grows

Then whaddaya know, it’s off with some clothes

Rowd when the crowd says ho

That let’s me know, they know I can flow

Love when they come to my shows

I get up and go with skins before

When I’m collecting my dough

I never respect, the one that I back

The quicker the nigga can rap

The bigger the check

Now watch how they sweat

What kind of style is that?

The style of a mack, and ready to jack

I rendered up piles of black

The wacker the pack, the fatter the smack

I hate it when real niggas bust

They hate when I cuss, they threaten to bust

I had enough of the fuss

I bust what I bust and cuss when I must

They gave me a charge for sales

For selling the tales… of young black males

Yes, nigga, N-I-G-G-A, niggas

Ay, nigga, you can’t handle that shit!

Pass that man!

Hit that shit, that’s the shit!

It smells like skunk, skunk smells like that nigga, momma

We ain’t nuttin’ but some low down dirty niggas

Keep it real, nigga! Fuck you, nigga!

You ain’t giving me near a dime on this real motherfucker

Fuck St. Ides, it’s an Old E thing, baby

Strictly some of that Hennessy

Can I drink with you, fellas? Can I get it on it?

Fuck you, capo. You ain’t in, baby

I tell you what! You guys are not gonna be talking

All that shit, when I come back, OK?

We gonna say who the big mouth, when I come back

Young black male!