2Pac 
Fuck tha world

Who you callen rapeist?!
Ain't that a bitch.
You devils are so two faced.
Wanna see me locked in chains, droped in shame.
And getten socked by these crooked cops and game.
Fuckin' with tha young black male, tryin' ta stack bail.
And stay away from tha packed jails.
Told tha judge I'm in danger.
And that's why I had that 45 with one in tha chamber.
Fuck tha World!

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Their tryin' to say that I don't care.
I woke up screamin' fuck tha world.
Their tryin' to say that I don't care.
Just woke up and scream fuck tha world.
Their tryin' to say that I don't care.
I woke up and screamed fuck tha world.
Their tryin' to say that I don't care.
Just got up and screamed fuck tha World.
When I was commin up rough, that wasn't even what you called it.
That's why I smoke blunts now, and run with alcholics.
I'm getten threats to me, commin from my enemies.
In their dreams, is hell where they sending me?
Have I, lost control or just another soul.
A car full of motherfuckers when we roll.
Sippen on that as I sit back, life as a big mack.
Brothers come up and say, 'you did that?
Never take your eyes off tha prize.
And even if you getten high, don't ever hesitate to try.
Cause you could fall off or stay ballin'.
Niggas we all in? And them mothafuckers callin'.
Fuck tha World!

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Fuck tha World!
Damn, they wanna label me a menace.
Cause I'm sitten here sippen on Guinness.
Weighin' 165 and these tricks should die.
For being jelous of a brotha when he rides.
I can see it in your eyes.
You wanna see a young playa fallen.
They hate to see a nigga ballin'.
Some of you suckers is rotten, plotten on what I got.
Then you wonder why I shot him (booya), please stop.
Given game for free, you wanna hang with me?
Like being a thug is tha thang to be.
But I got love for my homies, tha G's and macks.
So if your black, then ya better stay strapped, nigga.
Fuck tha World!

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Fuck tha World!
Fuck it!
I hear my niggas screamin': Fuck tha world!
They wanna know if I claim tha click that i'm hangin' with.
And if i'm down with this bangin' shit.
Well, homie I don't give a fuck, if ya blood or cuz.
Long as ya got love for thugs.
But don't try ta test me out, stall that.
Homie this is thug life nigga, and we all strapped.
I been through, hell and back, and if I fell, black.
Then it's, back to tha corner where we sell crack.
Some of you niggas is bustas.
You runnin' around with these tramp ass bitches, don't trust her.
But don't cry, this world ain't prepared for us.
A straight thug mothafucker who ain't scared to bust.
Fuck tha world!

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Fuck tha World
I don't care. (x2)