Discover the poetic beauty in ‘R U Still Down? (Remember Me)’ by 2Pac. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 2Pac or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
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 the time I was ballin, never heard my friends callin
Couldn’t stop myself from fallin, I’m all in
Shit’s gettin sleazy, believe me
Best to take what ya need, but don’t be greedy
Cause in my mind, I see sunshine, I thought
I didn’t have to run, now I’m duckin from the gun yellin, ‘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 nigga 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 gettin’ high, so a nigga think he touch the sky
Turn tough inside, in the rush to die
Livin’ life as a Thug time to face the truth
What’s goin’ on with the wasted youth, please God
come and save me (save me) had to work with what ya gave me
And got a nigga goin’ crazy
I can’t read the signs, I’m blind, but a nigga 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 niggas on the streets, man listen
Cause these ain’t the old days
Ain’t no way I’ma bustin’ my ass and gettin’ no pay
It seems I can’t find my focus, and homey I ain’t paranoid
I seen the future and it’s hopeless
Lord knows, its hard on a young scrub
It seems I had less problems when I slung drugs
But since I’m tryin’ lace niggas with the game
want to see me locked in chains, tryin’ to dirty up my name
And them same motherfuckers that was callin’ me
Will be the first to turn their backs, when I’m fallin’, see
I should have seen it from the jump, but now it’s clear
This one nigga 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, R U still down?
I wrote this for my critics and my, enemies
Last year ya used to love me, huh remember me!
Now ya hate me with a passion, tryin’ to get me stuck in the mix
I’m stayin’ sharp, got no time for them tricks
And now they wonder if I’m goin’ 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 outta tears, and through the years couldn’t change me
My daddy left me alone, and so I’m angry
I never did nothin’ wrong, my mama told me, “Baby it’s on”
And now I’m hustlin’ and bustlin’ bones
Never said it came easy, I’m makin cheese
Buyin’ all the things on TV, and gettin’ skeezed
Wish my homeboys could see me now
Little bad motherfucker runnin’ 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, to raise em up?
That’s right y’all, give them bitches the motherfuckin’ middle finger, raise! Em’ up
These hoes can’t fade me, don’t these bitches know we crazy?
Thug Life, niggas, be, the sickest
You feel me? Now get that shit written down, goddamn!
Took four years and a motherfuckin’ case for these motherfuckers to feel me
Ain’t that a bitch?
R U still motherfucking down?
Old hoe ass fake ass niggas
We out this motherfucker