Bullet to the Brain - 2Pac (图派克·阿玛鲁·夏库尔)/Eminem (埃米纳姆)

Written by：Eminem/2Pac

2Pac：

There's no way to survive in the city it's a shame

N**gas die from my hollow point bullet to the brain

Will I survive or will I die is what I wonder

Puffin on blunts and getting drunk to keep from going under

Getting lost in the madness blunted getting tipsy

Got my pistol out the window screaming lord come and get me

Am I sick or am I just another victim

Unloading my clip I'm watching every bullet spit when I kick 'em

N**gas die from automatic gunfire

Your time to expire nobody cry every man gotta die

When they bury me they bury me A G

Rest in peace to all the homies got to heaven before me

Pour some liquor on the curb for the n**gas that's caught

Had a motherf**king warrant but he didn't go to court

God d**n and one day we'll all be together

Until then I'm ready for whatever c'mon

Bullet to the brain

Bullet to the brain

Bullet to the brain

But don't blame me blame the

Going to hell with my finger on the trigger

Bullet to the brain

Bullet to the brain

Bullet to the brain

Eminem：

If I could capture the rage of today's youth and bottle it

Crush the glass with my bare hands and swallow it

And spit it back in the faces of you racists

And hypocrites who think the same sh*t but don't say sh*t

You liberaces versaces and you Nazis

Watch me 'cause you figured you got me in this hot seat

You motherf**kers wanna judge me 'cause you're not me

You'll never stop me I'm top speed and you pop me

I came to save these new generations of babies

From parents who failed to raise them 'cause they're lazy

To grow to praise me I'm making them go crazy

That's how I got this whole nation to embrace me

And you fugazi if you think I'ma admit wrong

I cripple any hypocritic critic I'm sicked on

And this song is for any kid who gets picked on

A sick song to retaliate to

2Pac：

Bullet to the brain

Bullet to the brain

Bullet to the brain

But don't blame me

N**ga go in the hell with my finger on the trigger

Bullet to the brain

Bullet to the brain

Bullet to the brain

I'm on my knees beggary please come and save me

The whole world done made a n**ga crazy

I got my three five seven can't control it

Screaming die motherf**ker and he's loaded

Everybody run for cover aww sh*t

Thug life motherf**ker duck quick

Now am I wrong if I am don't worry me

Cause do or die getting high 'til they bury me

Dear lord can ya hear me when I die

Let a n**ga be strapped f**ked up and high

With my hands on the trigger thug n**ga

Stressing like a motherf**king ** dealer

And even in the darkest nights I'm a thug for life

I got the heart to fight now

Mama raised a hellraiser why cry

That's just life in the ghetto do or die