Black Cotton

[Intro: 2Pac] Black cotton, Black cotton Black cotton, a symbol for unrewarded struggle (Westside) Time for a little gospel tale (Westside) Ghetto gospel, that is, listen Rotten black cotton in God's eyes Speak [Verse 1: 2Pac] Black cotton, steady stressin', Smith & Wessons, count my blessings Class is in session, the worst question is the first question Why do we work like slaves sweatin' blades to an early grave? Never got paid, but still we slave (in the nine tre') Answer that, then answer this too Love's gonna get you, you know it's true, life's a bitch, true? You best to backtrack and try to act black and live Not to be phony and positive, but why be negative? What's the matter, G? Black cat got your tongue? Fat track got you sprung, now you're hung, do you feel me? Dum dum diddy, is it me? Attempt to reach each and every brother on the streets If not peace, then at least let's get a piece I'm tired of seein' bodies on the streets deceased Lookin' through my highschool yearbook Reminiscin' of the tears as the years took One homie, two homie, three homies, poof We used to have troops, but now there's no more youth to shoot God, come save the misbegotten Lost ghetto souls of Black cotton (In God's eyes) [Chorus: Eminem & 2Pac] Nobody don't care, no matter how hard I try (My mama told me there'd be days like this, but I'm pissed) Look to the sky, and I ask God why (Rotten black cotton in God's eyes) Nobody don't care, seems like my dreams (My mama told me there'd be days like this, but I'm pissed) Drowned in by screams, no answer to my questions (Rotten black cotton in God's eyes) Nobody don't care, feels like I'm pressed (My mama told me there'd be days like this, but I'm pissed) Why do I stress? It's like I'm bein' tested (Rotten black cotton in God's eyes) Nobody don't care, seems like my prayers Vanished in thin air, please answer my questions (My man) Nobody don't care [Verse 2: Kastro] In the belly of the beast I'm bubblin' up (Uh-huh) Runnin' out of luck, about to self-destruct (Uh-huh) Old heads say live your life like such You're sure to catch her with your one-day boy, I wouldn't listen to 'em Your power movement was cool, but it ain't fix nothin' So I just go with what I know, I don't trust nothin' Look what the '80s did to us baby kids And now we grown up, nobody ain't own us yet [Verse 3: Young Noble] Black cotton, I'm plottin' on what they owe me I'm workin' without a profit, they shacklin' all my homies I'm hurtin', but keep in mind, it ain't irkin' And we ain't stop, it's curtains You try to rise and certainly we survive with Outlaw Ridaz What's the reward for a struggler? If the law lovin' us, then why they hate to see us comin' up? Runnin' up, gun cocked, black mask and gloves If you ain't got a penny, mind the glove, no love Waitin' for my forty acres and a blunt to blaze Biblical times, good hearts with milita minds For black cotton, I'm hoppin' over enemy lines For black cotton, I ain't stoppin' till they givin me mine Black Cotton [Chorus: Eminem & 2Pac] Nobody don't care, no matter how hard I try (Yeah, they claim niggas' ballin') Look to the sky, and I ask God why (Rotten black cotton in God's eyes) Nobody don't care, seems like my dreams (You ain't never ballin') Drowned in by screams, no answer to my questions (Rotten black cotton in God's eyes) Nobody don't care, feels like I'm pressed (My mama told me there'd be days like this, but I'm pissed) Why do I stress? It's like I'm bein' tested (Rotten black cotton in God's eyes) Nobody don't care, seems like my prayers (Pissed, straight pissed) Vanished in thin air, please answer my questions Nobody don't care [Outro: 2Pac] Claimin' that I'm ballin' My mama told me there'd be days like this, but— Ghetto gospel, get you like gospel Claimin' that I'm ballin' My mama told me there'd be days like this Ghetto gospel, get you like gospel Claimin' that I'm ballin' My mama told me there'd be days like this Ghetto gospel, get you like gospel Claimin' that I'm ballin' My mama told me there'd be days like this, but I'm pissed They claimin' that I'm ballin' They claimin' that I'm ballin'