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R U Still Down? (Remember Me)

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"R U Still Down? (Remember Me)." - 2Pac

Monday, 26 October 2026, 05:28 am

Album: R U Still Down? (Remember Me)

Track No: 03

R U still down?
R U still down?
R U still down?
Now up and at 'em, it's on, I was raised to be strong
And mama told me, be a thug, since the day I was born
I came up out the gutter, never changed my style
Got for real about my papers 'cause the game was wild
And the fame was a plot to try to change me
And what's strange is nobody knew my name 'fore it came
Now the whole world is calling me a killer
All I ever did was try to reach the kids with the real
All this time I was balling, never heard my friends calling
Couldn't stop myself from falling, I'm all in
Shit's getting sleazy, believe me
Best to take what you need but don't be greedy
'Cause in my mind I see sunshine
I thought I didn't have to run
Now I'm ducking from the gun, yelling, one time
Take your time to feel my record
And if you did, chill a second, my blind method will still wreck it
My young homies, stay strong
I wonder if they'll listen to a **** when he gone, R U still down?
Raise 'em up, R U still down?
Raise 'em up, R U still down?
Raise 'em up, R U still down?
Raise 'em up, R U still down?
Raise 'em up, R U still down?
I'm getting high, so a **** think he touch the sky
Turn tough inside in the rush to die
Living life as a thug, time to face the truth
What's going on with the wasted youth?
Please God, come and save me
Had to work with what You gave me
And got a **** going crazy
I can't read the signs, I'm blind but a **** know
He need his nine, 'cause times, they ain't what they used to be
Ain't a penitentiary built big enough for me
And my **** on the streets, man, listen
'Cause these ain't the old days
Ain't no way I'm busting my ass and getting no pay
It seems I cant' find my focus and homie, I ain't paranoid
I seen the future and it's hopeless
Lord knows, it's hard on a young scrub
It seems I had less problems when I slung drugs
But since I'm tryna lace **** with the game
Wanna see me locked in chains, tryna dirty up my name
And them same motherfuckers that was calling me
Will be the first to turn their backs when I'm falling, see
I should have seen it from the jump, but now it's clear
This one **** got the town in fear, but R U still down?
Raise 'em up, R U still down?
Raise 'em up, R U still down?
Raise 'em up, R U still down?
Raise 'em up, R U still down?
Raise 'em up
I wrote this for my critics and my enemies
Last year you used to love me, huh, remember me?
Now you hate me with a passion, tryna get me stuck in the mix
I'm staying sharp, got no time for the tricks
And now they wonder if I'm going to jail
Just as well, 'cause my life on the streets a living hell
And I can't sleep, they got my phone tapped
And mercy, Lord, come get me 'fore they hurt me
Ran out of tears and through the years couldn't change me
My daddy left me alone and so I'm angry
I never did nothing wrong, my mama told me, baby, it's on
And now I'm hustling and busting them bones
Never said it came easy, I'm making cheese
Buying all the things on TV and getting skeezed
Wish my homeboys could see me now
Little bad motherfucker running wild through the town
Please tell me, R U still down?
R U still down to raise 'em up? Remember me?
R U still down to raise 'em up? Remember me?
R U still down to raise 'em up?
R U still down to raise 'em up? Remember me?
R U still down to raise 'em up? Remember me?
R U still down to raise 'em up? Remember me?
R U still down to raise 'em up?
R U still down to raise 'em up? Remember me?
R U still down to raise 'em up? Remember me?
R U still down to raise 'em up? Remember me?
R U still down? That's right, y'all
Give them bitches the motherfucking middle finger
Raise 'em up
These hoes can't fade me
Don't these bitches know we crazy?
Thug life, **** be the sickest
You feel me? Now get that shit written down, goddamn
Took four years and a motherfucking case
For these motherfuckers to feel me
Ain't that a bitch?
R U still motherfucking down?
Old hoe ass, fake ass ****
We out this motherfucker

Writer(s): 2Pac, Tony Pizarro & Curtis Mayfield.

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