Текст песни As The World Turns (2Pac) с переводом

As the world turns.

As the world turns my niggaz grow and grow and grow

and get dough and roll and ride

Niggaz die and mommas cry

Niggaz got alibis and suicides and homicides

and three strikes and yo’life and my life and times change

And niggaz fame, as the world turns.

Though I walk thru the valley of hell the shadow follows me Wisdom hard to swallow tomorrow expect apologies

You probably panic, stranded in search of a better planet

Realism hard to understand, we stand slanted

and still stranded, merciless thieves stole the best of me

I pray to black Jesus to please take the rest of me And still, the best of us build, and reach monetary gains

Some of us kill, but still, most of us can change

if we search deeper, god bless the hustler, curse the first sleeper

Enemies get beside me, flows go deeper inside

We we ride plots keep all my enemies blinded

Time will soon show, a thought can last for years

Outshinin them fakes smile plastic tears

like last year, niggaz stuck in the past, and it’s clear

Just some busta ass bastards allergic to cash this year

Makaveli for the Mob, M-O-B

Killin bustaz is my motherfuckin job, him or me Lyrically fatally driven, niggaz reported missin

My competition dead or in prison, as the world turns…

Chorus: Darryl 'Big D’Harper, (Tupac — in background)

(Turns. turns, turns, turns, and turns

My niggaz grow and grow and grow

and gettin dough and dough and dough

from this state to that state

from this cell to that cell, as the world turns)

As the world keeps turnin round and round

It’s gon’be goin round as the world turns. and steady turnin

As the world turn burnin paths, starin through my rearview

It’s a war goin on, and the President is in too

I hear Tu-Pac sayin, Watch em they’ll kill you

Sippin Thug Passion, scrub actin like he feel you

Steady plottin, ready or not; Outlawz lost

but not forgotten, from Gittere to Compton

A spitter of the hotness, long timeness

So like six I ain’t never been rich

I need cream, to buy Ellene a dream house

She no longer fiend out y’all, Outlawww

Another lonely nigga with a 12-gage pump

with a 12-hour rush to run and get this money, fuck these punks

Road rules I swim in the dirt, I stay in some skirt

I hit where it hurts, I ride or die for my turf

I ride or die for Makaveli the legendary war thug nigga

Kadafi betta unslug this nigga, Seike betta undrug this nigga

Out of the buildin we street children with no souls

Our hearts gon’stay cold, the war gon’stay on We serve em, like Pac told us to, catch em wet with the tec

Hit em in the neck and watch him die like he supposed to Napoleon the front line soldier, front times over

Rider for the mightly dollar rather drunk or sober

Nigga talkin thug walkin all through yo’squad

Y’all niggaz scared by a dog, I got my fo'-fo'for y’all

It’s like a hot, heated day homie, warfare don’t play homie

Better be prepared than try to dunk away from these strays homie

Worlds turn, thangs burn, all in one shot

Rest in peace to the fallen soldiers, all that we got

As the world turns.

Chorus: Darryl 'Big D’Harper, (Tupac — in background)

(And my niggaz roll and ride, hahaha

Niggaz gettin swoll out

And it don’t stop and it don’t quit

That real shit! As the world turns.

Niggaz die for

How many you niggaz try for this? As the world turns

Murderin methods. haha OUTLAW!)

As the world keeps turnin round and round

It’s gon’be goin round as the world turns. and steady turnin

As the world keeps turnin round and round

It’s gon’be goin round as the world turns.

Only haters caught feelings, when my homie caught millions

And acquired the desired status of boss livin

We cross driven, cornered into a life that’s hellish

Payin our dues with bloodshed, ain’t shit y’all could tell us Fellas — mount up, it’s time for battle, it’s on now

Two worlds collidin armies ridin soldiers, gone wild

Sometimes I think my glory days was back in my youth

I sought too for family, but I got it lost in these ounces

Now as the world turns court adjourns, I’m sentenced to burn

The cost of my sins too much, nuttin left to earn

October 9th 1977 first day out my baby carriage

Married my Mack-11 hit the block playin

Only five years up in this bitch, poppa runnin from the Feds

Puttin peanut butter on the walls to hide his prints

Me on my own, not yet grown but only man of the home

to protect my zone in these streets I roam

Dough on d-low, downin straight shots of Cristal Brothers

Hundred dollar snot box on cee-lo, fuck eighth

I need a kilo, got a plot, move my block down state

Got the drop on the spot, movin pounds of weight

Fuck my fate and lots of loot to burn, a hustler’s yearn

for this dirty money earned as this crooked world turns

Chorus: Darryl 'Big D’Harper (repeats as Tupac speaks)

Hahaha. as the world turns.

and turns and turns and turns. haha

This for the soldiers out there involved in the everyday struggle

Hopin to bubble, keep on hustlin, as the world turns

Money come and go, hoes come and go, foes come and go Friends come and go. my soldiers, stay eternal

Outlaw Immortalz, dedicated

I send this to black Jesus, only he can feed us When you need us, as the world turns

Throw this shit in the deck, hahah

Niggaz gettin chin checked

From the East to the West best to wear a vest

Nigga we ain’t the ones to test, fuck you

As the world turns

Outlaw ridahs, Mutah right beside us Camillion, wanna make a million

Haha legit, as the world turns. haha.

Burn baby burn

A lot of niggaz get burned as the world turns

A lot of niggaz gettin burned as the world turns.

Gettin burned as the world turns