2Pac – Words 2 My Firstborn (feat. Above the Law) Lyrics

Words 2 My Firstborn

2Pac (feat. Above the Law)

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"Words 2 My Firstborn." - 2Pac (feat. Above the Law)

Tuesday, 20 October 2026, 07:38 am

Album: Until the End of Time

Track No: 10

These are my words to my firstborn
Can you picture young **** in a rush to grow?
Till hard timers in the pen had to crush his throat
Probably never even saw it coming
Too busy bullshitting, caught him with his mouth running
Ain't this a bitch? They got me twisted in this game
The feds and the punk police pointing pistols at my brain
I wonder if I'm wrong, 'cause I'm thugged out
My homies murdered execution style, running in the drug house
What was supposed to be a easy hit
Now shit is flipped, 'cause **** died over bullshit
It's not my dream, I'm seeing pictures of a broken man
No witnesses, only the questions of who smoked the man
Young adolescents in our prime live a life of crime
Though it ain't logical, we hobble through these trying times
Living blind, Lord, help me with my troubled soul
Why all my homies had to die before they got to grow?
And right before I put my head on the pillow, say a prayer
One love to the thugs in Heaven, I'll see you there
It's written for the young and dumb that wasn't warned
Help you make it through the storm
My words to my firstborn, feel me
My words to my firstborn
My words to my firstborn
Since my very first day on this Earth, I was cursed
So I knew that the birth of a child would make my life worse
And though it hurt me, there was no distortion
'Cause wild seeds can't grow, we need more abortions
Quiet your soul, 'cause you know what you had to do
And so did victims of a world they never came to
I understand it's a better day coming
Sometimes cats be sleeping on the dead end
Driving with the car running blinded
Ain't no love in the hood, only hearts torn
Love letters to the innocent and unborn
All the babies that died up on the table
Wasn't able to breathe, 'cause the family wasn't able
Can't blame her, I would do the same
All I could give her was my debt and my last name
'Cause in the game things change, living up and down
This hard life got me walking with my head down
Flashing frowns wasn't meant to be, was I wrong?
But I'll never get to know, so I carry on
It's written for the young and dumb that wasn't born
My words to my firstborn, feel me
Words to my firstborn
Mmm, yeah, these are the words to my firstborn
**** talk to your born
Talk to your seed, ****
Two thousand something something, it's a new era
A ****'s too real, I see shit too clear
See, there's more than just this scrilla and this tilt
What else is it, dog? The velvet and the silk
And making sure my kittens got they milk
Gotta fill this mattress, let my kids know I'm at this
Attack this, the Mack must roll, hood stroll
Ain't no question, is it? Above the law hustlers
If it's related to chips, homie, we'll handle ya
Although we never take advantage, though we always into e'rythin'
By all means, stack green, gangsta lean
They say money make the world go 'round, so only associate yourself
With paper chasers and **** that's truly down
And keep God first
And give thanks for the good times, as well as when it hurts
It's player haters every corner you hit
Touching their tits, hella thick, trying to get you for your grip
I know you stressed out and fed up
But come out, gun blazing and keep your head up
You can call it what you want to but it ain't gon' change
Above the law, 2Pac, OG's in this rap game
And we done lived a long hard life
And we done shred so many tears under these bright lights
Y'all, although we grew up corrupted and scorned
We still got a lot of wisdom to give to our firstborn
What you gon' tell your kids, ****?
Who was you? What was you doing?
How did you put it down?
These my words to my motherfucking firstborn
So they can know, you know what I mean?
Ain't nothing but a motherfucking rider
Westside till I die, that's all it was
It's a crooked ass hand they deal a motherfucker
I just played to win, I just played to win
Motherfucker gotta be against the odds, you know what I mean?

Writer(s): David Blake, DJ Quik, 2Pac & Nuttso.

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