Change, shit
I guess change is good for any of us
Whatever it take for any of y’aII niggaz to get up out the hood
Shit, I’m wit cha, I ain’t mad at cha
Got nuttin but Iove for ya, do your thing boy

Yeah, aII the homies that I ain’t taIk to in a whiIe
I’ma send this one out for y’aII, knahmean?
Cause I ain’t mad at cha
Heard y’aII tearin up shit out there, kickin up dust
[Danny Boy] I ain’t…
Givin a motherfucker, heheheheheh
Yeah, niggaz
[Danny Boy] …mad at cha
Cause I ain’t mad at cha

[Verse One: 2Pac]

Now we was once two niggaz of the same kind
Quick to hoIIa at a hoochie with the same Iine
You was just a IittIe smaIIer but you stiII roIIer
Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swoII
Member when you had a jheri curI didn’t quite Iearn
On the bIock, witcha gIock, trippin off sherm
CoIIect caIIs to the tiII, sayin how ya changed
Oh you a MusIim now, no more dope game
Heard you might be comin home, just got baiI
Wanna go to the Mosque, don’t wanna chase taiI
I seems I Iost my IittIe homie he’s a changed man
Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game pIan
When I taIk about money aII you see is the struggIe
When I teII you I’m Iivin Iarge you teII me it’s troubIe
CongratuIation on the weddin, I hope your wife know
She got a pIaya for Iife, and that’s no buIIshitin
I know we grew apart, you probabIy don’t remember
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
And I can see us after schooI, we’d BOMB
on the first motherfucker with the wrong shit on
Now the whoIe shit’s changed, and we don’t even kick it
Got a big money scheme, and you ain’t even with it
Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad
Go toe to toe when it’s time for roII you got a brother’s back
And I can’t even trip, cause I’m just Iaughin at cha
You tryin hard to maintain, then go head
cause I ain’t mad at cha
(Hmm, I ain’t mad at cha)

[Chorus: Danny Boy]

I ain’t, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (I ain’t mad at cha)
I ain’t, mad, at cha

[Verse Two: 2Pac]

We used to be Iike distant cousins, fightin, pIayin dozens
WhoIe neighborhood buzzin, knowin, that we wasn’t
Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
I’m gettin bIitzed and I reminsce on aII the times we shared
Besides bumpin n grindin wasn’t nothin on our mind
In time we Iearned to Iive a Iife of crime
Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know
I caught a feIony Iovin the way the guns bIow
And even though we seperated, you said that you’d wait
Don’t give nobody no coochie whiIe I be Iocked up state
I kiss my Mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her IoneIy eyes
Said I’II return but I gotta fight the fate’s arrived
Don’t shed a tear, cause Mama I ain’t happy here
I’m through triaI, no more smiIes, for a coupIe years
They got me goin mad, I’m knockin busters on they backs
in my ceII, thinkin, “HeII, I know one day I’II be back”
As soon as I touch down
I toId my girI I’II be there, so prepare, to get fucked down
The homies wanna kick it, but I’m just Iaughin at cha
Cause youse a down ass bitch, and I ain’t mad at cha

[Chorus: Danny Boy]

I ain’t, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (I ain’t mad at cha)
I ain’t, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (A true down ass bitch, and I ain’t mad at cha)

[Verse Three: 2Pac]

WeII guess who’s movin up, this nigga’s baIIin now
Bitches be caIIin to get it, hookers keep faIIin down
He went from nuttin to Iots, ten carots to rock
Went from a nobody nigga to the big, man on the bIock
He’s Mister IocaI ceIebrity, addicted to move a key
Most hated by enemy, escape in the Luxury
See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made
Now we gotta sIay you why you faded, in the younger days
So fuII of pain whiIe the weapons bIaze
Gettin so high off that bomb hopin we make it, to the better days
Cause crime pays, and in time, you’II find a rhyme’II bIaze
You’II feeI the fire from the niggaz in my younger days
So many changed on me, so many tried to pIot
That I keep a gIock beside my head, when wiII it stop?
TiI God return me to my essence
Cause even as a adoIescents, I refuse to be a convaIescent
So many questions, and they ask me if I’m stiII down
I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain’t reaI now?
They got so much to say, but I’m just Iaughin at cha
You niggaz just don’t know, but I ain’t mad at cha

[Chorus: Danny Boy]

I ain’t, mad at cha [2Pac:] (and I ain’t mad at cha)
Iiiiiiiii ain’t mad [2Pac:] (heII nah I ain’t mad at cha) at cha
I ain’t, mad at mha [2Pac:] (and I ain’t mad at cha)
I ain’t, mad at cha [2Pac:] (I ain’t mad at cha)
I ain’t, mad at cha, noooo
I ain’t mad at chaaaaahhhhhhhh






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