Intro: 2pac. Only God can judge me is that right?. [synth voice] Only God can judge me now. Only God baby nobody else nobody else. All you other motherfuckers get out my business. Verse One: 2pac. Perhaps I was blind to the facts stabbed in the back. I couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats. Will I succeed paranoid from the weed. And hocus pocus try to focus but I can't see. And in my mind I'ma blind man doin time. Look to my future cause my past is all behind me. Is it a crime to fight for what is mine?. Everybody's dyin tell me what's the use of tryin. I've been Trapped since birth cautious cause I'm cursed. And fantasies of my family in a hearse. And they say it's the white man I should fear. But it's my own kind doin all the killin here. I can't lie ain't no love for the other side. Jealousy inside make em wish I died. Oh my Lord tell me what I'm livin for. Everybody's droppin got me knockin on heaven's door. And all my memories of seein brothers bleed. And everybody grieves but still nobody sees. Recollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix. Cause the media is full of dirty tricks. Only God can judge me. Chorus: 2pac. [synth voice] Only God can judge me. That's right baby yeah baby. [synth voice] Only God. Hahahahahahahaha. [synth + Pac] Only God can judge me only God can judge. [synth cont.] me only God. Only God can judge me. [synth + Pac] Only God can judge me. And only God can. [synth voice] Only God can judge me only God. Only God can judge me. [synth + Pac] Only God can judge me. Only God can judge me. [synth voice] Only God can judge me only God. Only God can judge me. [synth voice] Only God can judge me now. *heart monitor: long beep*. Flatline!. Verse Two: 2pac. I hear the doctor standing over me *heart monitor: beeping slowly*. screamin I can make it. Got a body full of bullet holes layin here naked. Still I can't breathe somethings evil in my Iv. Cause everytime I breathe I think they killin me *beeping sound stops*. I'm having nightmares homicidal fantansies. I wake up stranglin danglin my bed sheets. I call the nurse cause it hurts to reminisce. How did it come to this? I wish they didn't miss. Somebody help me tell me where to go from here. Cause even Thugs cry but do the Lord care?. Try to remember but it hurts. I'm walkin through the cemetary talkin to the dirt. I'd rather die like a man than live like a coward. There's a ghetto up in Heaven and it's ours Black Power. is what we scream as we dream in a paranoid state. And our fate is a lifetime of hate. Dear Mama can you save me? And fuck peace. Cause the streets got our babies we gotta eat. No more hesitation each and every black male's trapped. And they wonder why we suicidal runnin round strapped. Mista Po-lice please try to see that it's. a million motherfuckers stressin just like me. Only God can judge me. Chorus w/ variations. Interlude: 2pac. That which does not kill me can only make me stronger. (That's for real). and I don't see why everybody feel as though. that they gotta tell me how to live my life. (You know?). Let me live baby let me live. Verse Three: Rappin 4-Tay Tupac. Pac I feel ya keep servin it on the reala. For instance say a playa hatin mark is out to kill ya. Would you be wrong for buckin a nigga to the pavement?. He gon' get me first if I don't get him fool start prayin. Ain't no such thing as self-defense in the court of law. So judge us when we get to where we're goin wearin a cross that's real. Got him lurked him crept the fuck up on him. Sold a half a million tapes now everybody want him. After talkin behind my back like a bitch would. Tellin them niggaz "You can fade him"; punk I wish you would. It be them same motherfuckers in your face that'll rush up in your place. to get your safe knowin you on that paper chase. Grass glass big screen and leather couch. My new shit is so fetti already sold a key of ounce. Bitch remember Tupac and 4-Tay. Them same two brothers dodgin bullets representin the Bay. Pac when you was locked down that's when I'll be around. Start climbing up the charts so sick but they tried to clown. That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin sellin lies. Don't think I don't see you haters I know you all in disguise. Interlude: 2pac. Guess you figure you know me cause I'm a Thug. That love to hit the late night club drink then buzz. Been livin lavish like a player all day. Now I'm bout to floss em off player shit with 4-Tay. Only God can judge me. Chorus w/ variations. [4tay] Only God main. [2pac] That right?. [4tay] That's real. [2pac] Hahahahahaha. [4tay] Fuck everybody else yaknowhati'msayin?. [2pac] Man look here man. My only fear of death is comin back to this bitch reincarnated. That's for the homey mental. We up out. Chorus w/out 2pac continues to fade