[2Pac] 
They claim that I'm violent, just cause I refuse to be silent 
These hypocrites are havin fits, cause I'm not buyin it 
Defyin it, envious because I will rebel against 
any oppressor, and this is known as self defense 
I show no mercy, they claim that I'm the lunatic 
But when the [bad word] gets thick, I'm the one you go and get 
Don't look confused, the [bad word] is so plain to see 
Cause I'm the [bad word] that you sell-outs are ashamed to be 
In every Jeep and every car, brothers stomp this 
I'm Never Ignorant, Getting Goals [bad word] 
The underground railroad on an uprise 
This time the [bad word] s gettin told, heard enough lies 
I told em fight back, attack on society 
If this is violence, then violent's what I gotta be 
If you investigate you'll find out where [bad word] from 
Look through our history, America's the violent one 
Unlock my brain, break the chains of your misery 
This time the payback for evil [bad word] you did to me 
They call me militant, racist cause I will resist 
You wanna censor somethin, [bad word] censor this! 
My words are weapons, and I'm steppin to the silent 
Wakin up the masses, but you, claim that I'm violent 
 [bad word]  1st occurance: as written 
2nd occurance: add last three lines again 
3rd occurance: repeat first five lines twice 
4th occurance: repeat first five lines twice 
5th occurance: second to fifth line, first to fifth line 
6th occurance: emphasis on second line, whole [bad word] 
7th occurance: first three lines only 

"They claimin that I'm violent" -> Chuck (cut and scratched) 
 [bad word] the [bad word] cop!" (cut and scratched) 
"Just because we play what the people want.." 
"They claimin that I'm violent" -> Chuck (cut and scratched) 
 [bad word] the [bad word] cop!" (cut and scratched) 
"Just because we play what the people want.." 
"They claimin that I'm violent" -> Chuck (cut and scratched) 
 [bad word] the [bad word] cop!" (cut and scratched) 

[2Pac] 
The cops can't stand me, but they can't touch me 
Call me a dope man, cause I rock dope beats 
Jacked by the police, didn't have my ID 
I said, "Excuse me, why you tryin to rob me?" 
He had tha nerve to, say that I had a curfew 
(Do you know what time it is? 
Get out the [bad word] car, or I'll hurt you!) 
"Get out the car... or I'lI hurt you" 
So here I go, I better make my mind up 
Pick my nine up, or hit the line-up 
I chose B, stepped into the streets 
The first cop grabbed me, the other ripped my seat 
They grabbed my homie and they threw him to the concrete 
(Ay man.. aiyyo.. ay man just c'mon ?) 
("What you doin man?") They tried to frame me 
They tried to say I had some dope in the back seat 
But I'm a rap fiend, not a crack fiend 
My homie panicked ("I'm out") he tried [bad word] 
(Freeze [bad word] ) I heard a bullet fire from the cop's gun 
My homie dropped so, I hit the cop 
I kept swingin, yo, I couldn't stop 
Before I knew it, I was beatin the cop senseless 
The other cop dropped his gun, he was defenseless 
(? Arrrrggggh, [bad word] you! Ungggh!) 
Now I'm against this cop who was racist 
Given him a taste, of tradin places 
And all this, cause the peckerwood was tryin this 
frame up, but I came up 
Now they claimin that I'm violent 
 [bad word] 

[2Pac] 
As I was beatin on a cop, I heard a gun click (uh-ohh) 
Then the gun shot, but I wasn't hit 
I turned around it was my homie with the gun in hand 
He shot the cop  [bad word] ) now he's a dead man 
I [bad word] on, it's time for us to get away 
(Let's go, we gotta get the [bad word] outta here) 
They called for backup, and they'll be on their way 
Jumped in the car, and tried to get away quick