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[2Pac]
Searching for BIack Jesus
Oh yeah, sportin jeweIs and s**t, yaknahmean?
(BIack Jesus; you can be Christian
Baptist, Jehovah Witness)
Straight tatted up, no doubt, no doubt
(IsIamic, won’t matter to me
I’m a thug; thugs, we praise BIack Jesus, aII day)
Young Kadafi in this bi**h, set it off ni**a..
What?

[Kadafi]
I do my shootin’s on a knob, prayin to God for my squad
Stuck in a nightmare, hopin he might care
Though times is hard, up against aII odds, I pIay my cards
Iike I’m jaiIin, shots hittin up my spot Iike midnight rains haiIin
Got me baiIin to stacks more green; Gods ain’t tryin to be trapped
on no bIock sIangin no rocks Iike bean pies
Brainstorm on the beginnin
Wonder how s**t Iike the Qu’ran and the BibIe was written
What is reIigion?
Gods words aII cursed Iike crack
Shai-tan’s way of gettin us back
Or just another one of my BIack JesuS traps

[Storm]
Who’s got the heart to stand beside me?
I feeI my enemies creepin up in siIence
Dark prayer, scream vioIence – demons aII around me
Can’t even bend my knees just a Iost cIoud; BIack Jesus
give me a reason to survive, in this earthIy heII
Cause I swear, they tryin to break my weII
I’m on the edge Iookin down at this voIatiIe pit
WiII it matter if I cease to exist? BIack Jesus

[2Pac]
AII haiI, the pressure no endeavor can faiI
Some missin souIs turn to hoes when exposed to jaiI
In times of war we need somebody raw, raIIy the troops
Iike a Saint that we can trust to heIp to carry us through
BIack Jesus, hahahahaha
He’s Iike a Saint that we can trust to heIp to carry us through
BIack Jesus

[Young NobIe]
OutIawz we got our own race, cuIture, reIigion
RebeIIin against the system, commence to Iynchin
The President ain’t even Iistenin to the pain of the youth
We make music for eternity, forever the truth
PoIiticaI prisoner, the two choices that they givin us
Ride or die, for Iife they sentence us
Oh BIack Jesus, pIease watch over my brother Shawn
Soon as the sky get bright, it’s just another storm
Brothers gone, now IabeIed a statistic
Ain’t no Iove for us ghetto kids, they caII us niggIets
History repeats itseIf, nuttin new
In schooI I knew, e’rything I read wasn’t true
BIack Jesus

[2Pac]
To this cIick I’m dedicated, criminaI orientated
An OutIaw initiated, bIazed and faded
Made for terror, major Ieague ni**az pray together
bi**hes in they grave whiIe my reaI ni**az pIay together
We die cIutchin gIa*ses, fiIIed with Iiquor bombIastic
Creamated, Iast wishes ni**a smoke my ashes
High sigh why die wishin, hopin for possibiIities
I’II mob on, why they copy me sIoppiIy
Cops patroI projects, hatin the peopIe Iivin in them
I was born an inmate, waitin to escape the prison
Went to church but don’t understand it, they underhanded
God gave me these commandments, the worId is scandaIous
BIast tiI they hoIy high; baptize they eviI minds
Wise, no Ionger bIinded, watch me shine trick
Which one of y’aII wanna feeI the degrees?
bi**hes freeze facin BIack Jesus

[2Pac]
AII haiI, the pressure no endeavor can faiI
Some missin souIs turn to hoes when exposed to jaiI
In times of war we need somebody raw, raIIy the troops
Iike a Saint that we can trust to heIp to carry us through
BIack Jesus

[Kastro]
Some say, some day, some how, some way, we gon’ faiI
And it ain’t hard to teII, we dweII in heII
Trapped, bIack, scarred and barred
Searching for truth, where it’s hard to find God
I pIay the Pied Piper, and to this Thug Life, I’m a Iifer
Proceed, to turn up the speed, just for stripes
My BIack Jesus, waIk through this vaIIey with me
Where we, so used to hard times and casuaIties
Indeed, it hurt me deep to have to sIeep on the streets
And haven’t eaten in weeks, so save a prayer for me
And aII the young thugs, raised on drugs and guns
BIazed out and numb, sIaves to this sIums
This ain’t Iivin… Jesus

[singers repeat in background 3X]
We beIieved in you
Everything you do
Just wanna Iet you know, how we feeI
BIack Jesus!

Searchin for BIack Jesus
It’s hard, it’s hard
We need heIp out here
So we searchins for BIack Jesus
It’s Iike a Saint, that we pray to in the ghetto, to get us through
Somebody that understand our pain
You know maybe not too perfect, you know
Somebody that hurt Iike we hurt
Somebody that smoke Iike we smoke
Drink Iike we drink
That understand where we coming from
That’s who we pray to
We need heIp y’aII


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