2Pac – Fuck the World Lyrics

Fuck the World

2Pac

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"Fuck the World." - 2Pac

Tuesday, 20 October 2026, 08:04 am

Album: Me Against the World

Track No: 13

Who you calling rapist?
Ain't that a bitch
You devils are so two-faced
Wanna see me locked in chains, dropped in shame
And getting stalked by these crooked cops again
Fucking with the young black male, tryna stack bail
And, um, stay away from from the packed jails
I told the judge I'm in danger
And that's why I had that .45 with one in the chamber
Fuck the world!
(They tryna say that I don't care)
I woke up screaming, "Fuck the world!"
(They tryna say that I don't care)
Just woke up and screamed, "Fuck the world!"
(They tryna say that I don't care)
Uh, I woke and screamed, "Fuck the world!"
(They tryna say that I don't care)
Just got up and screamed, "Fuck the world!"
When I was coming up rough, that wasn't even what you called it
That's why I smoke blunts now and run with alcoholics
I'm getting flex to me, coming from my enemies
And in their dreams it's hell where they sending me
Have I lost control or just another soul?
A car full of motherfuckers when we roll
Sipping on yak as I sit back, life as a big mack
Brothers come up and say, you did that?
Never take your eyes off the prize, even if you getting high
Don't ever hesitate to try
'Cause you can fall off or stay balling, ****, we all in
And then my motherfuckers calling
Fuck the world!
(They tryna say that I don't care)
Woke up and screamed, "Fuck the world!"
(They tryna say that I don't care)
Just woke up and screamed, "Fuck the world!"
(They tryna say that I don't care)
I got up and screamed, "Fuck the world!"
(They tryna say that I don't care)
I woke up and screamed, "Fuck the world!"
(They tryna say that I don't care)
Damn, they wanna label me a menace
'Cause I'm sitting here sipping on Guinness
Weighing 165 and these tricks should die
For being jealous of a brother when he rise
I can see it in your eyes, you wanna see a young player falling
They hate to see a **** balling
Some of you suckers is rotten, plotting on what I got
And then you wonder why I shot him
Stop giving game for free, you wanna hang with me
Like being a thug is the thing to be
But I got love for my homies, the Gs and macks
And if you're black you better stay strapped
****, fuck the world!
(They tryna say that I don't care)
I woke up and screamed, "Fuck the world!"
(They tryna say that I don't care)
I woke up and screamed, "Fuck the world!"
(They tryna say that I don't care)
Got up and screamed, "Fuck the world!"
Fuck the world
Fuck it
I hear my **** screaming, "Fuck the world!"
They wanna know if I claim the clique that I'm hanging with
And if I'm down with this banging shit
Well, homie, I don't give a fuck if you blood or cuz
Long as you got love for thugs
But don't try to test me out, stall that
Homie, this is thug life, ****, and we all strapped
I've been through hell and back and if I fail, black
Then it's back to the corner where we sell crack
Some of you **** is busters, you running 'round
With these tramp ass bitches, don't trust her
But don't cry, this world ain't prepared for us
A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust
Fuck the world!
(They tryna say that I don't care)
I woke up and screamed, "Fuck the world!"
(They tryna say that I don't care)
I woke up screaming, "Fuck the world!"
(They tryna say that I don't care)
I woke up screaming, "Fuck the world!"
Fuck the world!
I don't care, I don't care

Writer(s): Gregory Jacobs & 2Pac.

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