Bad Guy [Turkish translation]

You all a bunch of f*ckin' a*sholes

You know why?

You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be

You need people like me..

You need people like me so you can point your f*cking fingers

And say "That's the bad guy."

I thank the Lord for my many blessings

Though I'm stressing keep a vest for protection

From the barrel of a Smith & Wesson

And all my n*ggas in the pen, here we go again

Ain't nothing separating us but ma MAC - 10

Born in the ghetto as a hustler, older

Straight solider, bucking at them bustas

No matter how you try, n*ggas never die

We just retaliate with hate, than we multiply

See me striking down the block hitting corners

Mobbing like a motherf*cker, living like I wanna

Ain't no stopping at the red lights, I'm sideways

THUG LIFE, motherf*cker, crime pays

Let the cops put they lights on, chase me, n*gga

Zig-zagging through the freeway

Race me, n*gga in a high speed chase with the law

The realest motherf*cker that you ever saw

Say goodbye to the BAD GUY

Everybody gotta die..

(You all a bunch off f*cking a*sholes)

Say goodbye to the BAD GUY

Everybody gotta die..

(You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be)

Say goodbye to the BAD GUY

Everybody gotta die..

(You need people like me..)

Say goodbye to the BAD GUY

(So you can point your f*ckig fingers and say "That's the BAD GUY.")

Ain't no escape from a deadly fate

And everyday there's a million black bodies put away

I'm starting to lose hope, it seems everybody's on dope

Mama told me to leave, cause she was broke

Sometimes I choke on the indo, creeping out the window

Alone, on my own, I'm a criminal

Got no love from the household

I'm out cold, on the streets screaming "Motherf*ck peace!"

I got nothing to lose, and something to prove, what do I do?

Live the THUG LIFE, n*gga stay true

I wonder when they kill me, is there a heaven for a real G?

Lord forgive me, if you feel me

Cause all my life I was dirt broke with no hope

Little skinny motherf*cker wanting dough

I hated cutting suckers with my razor blade

But everyday it's a struggle to get major paid

Say goodbye to the BAD GUY

Everybody gotta die..

(You all a bunch off f*cking a*sholes)

Say goodbye to the BAD GUY

Everybody gotta die..

(You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be)

Say goodbye to the BAD GUY

Everybody gotta die..

(You need people like me..)

Say goodbye to the BAD GUY

(So you can point your f*ckig fingers and say "That's the BAD GUY.")

The only way to change me is maybe blow my brains out

Stuck in the middle of the game to get the pain out

Pray to my God everyday, but he don't listen

The poverty bothers me, but mama's working wonders in the kitchen

Listen! I can hear her crying in the bedroom

Praying for money but never think would she be dead soon

Am I wrong for wishing I was somewhere else

I'm thirteen, can't feed myself

Can I blame daddy cause he left me?

Wish he would've hugged me too much like him

So my mama don't love me on my own at a early age

I'm getting paid

And I'm strapped, so I'll never be afraid

Where did I go astray? I'm hanging in the back streets

Running with G's and dope friends, will they jack me?

Can't turn back, my eyes on the prize

I got nothing to lose (I got nothing to lose)

Say goodbye to the BAD GUY

Everybody gotta die..

(You all a bunch off f*cking a*sholes)

Say goodbye to the BAD GUY

Everybody gotta die..

(You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be)

Say goodbye to the BAD GUY

Everybody gotta die..

(You need people like me..)

Say goodbye to the BAD GUY

(So you can point your f*ckig fingers and say "That's the BAD GUY.")

• Artist:2Pac