2Pac & Outlawz – U Can Be Touched Lyrics

U Can Be Touched

2Pac & Outlawz

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"U Can Be Touched." - 2Pac & Outlawz

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 11:20 pm

Album: Still I Rise

Track No: 14

Life, what the fuck is life for **** like us?
Been waking up to another muthafuckin' day
I'm the type of soldier
A **** that seen everything in my muthafuckin' eyes
I seen my parents get killed
To my muthafuckin' eyes
I seen my brother kill his self in my eyes
I seen Pac, yak, die in the struggle in my eyes
So I know anybody can be touched, you know what I mean?
Oh God, forgive me
Somebody please say a prayer for me
Needed my parents
But they was never there for me
Believe in everything they feed me
I'm seeing demons
I wake up screaming
Who believe me or was I dreaming?
Five fingers on the .45 chrome
Dead aim at my brain, infrared with no lights on
I ain't afraid to die, I want to see what's after this
I'm living blind writing rhymes
Till they capture this
And if we die, let the world understand why
Soldier, my eyes hate to see a young thug cry
They seeing us inside a casket
That's how they see us
Oh God, forgive us ghetto bastards
We human beings
They leaving us inside this hell hole
Just waiting to fail, so they tell us
That's what jail for
Adolescent young teens turned violent
It's floating, in a world turned silent
'Cause you could be touched
Young **** in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile, still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, **** better slow down
'Cause you could be touched
Young **** in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile, still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, **** better slow down
I live life high speed
Moving a million miles per hour
Towards my destiny
Making decisions carelessly
Yeah, it's me, yo' **** man child
Bomb first, stand proud
Ain't looking for hand-outs
Twenty-five years up in this bitch
And I'll be damned if I ain't leaving rich
And leave my kids a grip
I let my blood drip off in this thug shit
You can be touched
I catch you slippin' while I'm on a money mission
Like right now, 30 dollars to my John Hancock
Try to get more so my shit don't flock
I lick off shots for everything they owe me
And when it's my time to go
I pray the Lord hold me (You can be touched)
I was born in the city that never sleeps
Schooled by the realest of the real ****
That ever breathed
And I was big when I was young
And now I see that I was dumb
My ****, Lonnie just got hit with 10, 10 years
For trusting a friend
They left him stuck in the Pen'
I love him, we all here just to die here, plus
Nobody cares what we got here
Touched by an angel and kissed by the Lord
Praise the thug ways and I'll never be bored
Touched by an angel and kissed by the Lord
Y'all praise the thug ways
So forever it's on, baby
My young **** in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, **** better slow down
'Cause you can be touched
Young **** in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, **** better slow down
('Cause you can be touched) Why grieve this life
Planted by the fiends and pipes
Green lights so I'm seeing, seeing everything twice
Pretty much of nothing nice
(Naw) We sucking it up
Even when we get a job, we fucking it up
Like it can't happen to us
I could never be a bum
Yeah right, you wound up one
God forbid, I'm touched, y'all keep living it up
Look and learn
Next it could be your turn, word
Yes, this a felon's hobby
That got me here thinking robbery
Day to day all year long
Teflon protects my body
It's such unimportant in this criminal cartel
I'm caught and supporting me
So in these streets of hockey
I play the goalie
Secrets to war licks, and score shit
Share between clients and homies
Remember what Pacino told me
Before he passed
Watch them clowns with them crocodile smiles
'Cause they phony, I get that cash, stay lonely
And I'm point like a thong
And it's survive for the strong
Living outside the laws of this crooked world
I was born touched
My young **** in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile, still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, **** better slow down
'Cause you can be touched
Young **** in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile, still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, **** better slow down
'Cause you can be touched

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