Only God Can Judge Me - 2pac

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#Male #Hat #Microphone #long hair #Black hair #Jeans #Frown #Baseball cap #Jacket #Belt #Long sleeves #Boy #black shirt #Closed mouth

Published on Mar 18, 2026

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1boy, tupac shakur, looking at viewer, serious expression, holding microphone, wearing hat, graffiti background, masterpiece, ultra detailed

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พรอมต์ต้นฉบับ: Only God can judge me, is that right? Nobody else, nobody else All you other motherfuckers get out my business Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back I couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed And hocus pocus try to focus but I can't see And in my mind I'ma blind man doin' time Look to my future 'cause my past, is all behind me Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine? Everybody's dyin' tell me what's the use of tryin' I've been trapped since birth, cautious, 'cause I'm cursed And fantasies of my family, in a hearse And they say it's the white man I should fear But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' here I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side Jealousy inside, make 'em wish I died Oh my Lord, tell me what I'm livin' for Everybody's droppin' got me knockin' on heaven's door And all my memories, of seein' brothers bleed And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees Recollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix 'Cause the media is full of dirty tricks Only God can judge me That's right baby, yeah baby Flatline I hear the doctor standing over me screamin' I can make it Got a body full of bullet holes layin' here naked Still I, can't breathe, somethings evil in my IV 'Cause every time I breathe, I think they killin' me I'm having nightmares, homicidal fantasies I wake up stranglin', danglin' my bed sheets I call the nurse 'cause it hurts, to reminisce How did it come to this? I wish they didn't miss Somebody help me, tell me where to go from here 'Cause even thugs cry, but do the Lord care? Try to remember, but it hurts I'm walkin' through the cemetery talkin' to the dirt I'd rather die like a man, than live like a coward There's a ghetto up in Heaven and it's ours, Black Power Is what we scream as we dream in a paranoid state And our fate, is a lifetime I hate Dear mama, can you save me? And fuck peace 'Cause the streets got our babies, we gotta eat No more hesitation each and every black male's trapped And they wonder why we suicidal runnin' 'round strapped Mista, Police, please try to see that it's A million motherfuckers stressin' just like me That which does not kill me can only make me stronger And I don't see why everybody feel as though That they gotta tell me how to live my life Let me live baby, let me live Pac I feel ya, keep servin' it on the reala For instance say a playa hatin' mark is out to kill ya Would you be wrong, for buckin' a nigga to the pavement? He gon' get me first, if I don't get him fool start prayin' Ain't no such thing as self-defense in the court of law So judge us when we get to where We're goin' wearin' a cross, that's real Got him, lurked him, crept the fuck up on him Sold a half a million tapes now everybody want him After talkin' behind my back like a bitch would Tellin' them niggaz, "You can fade him", punk I wish you would It be them same motherfuckers in Your face that'll rush up in your place To get your safe, knowin' you on that paper chase Grass, glass, big screen and leather couch My new shit is so fetti already sold a key of ounce Bitch, remember Tupac and 4-Tay Them same two brothers dodgin' bullets representin' the Bay Pac when you was locked down, that's when I'll be around Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies Don't think I don't see you haters, I know you all in disguise Guess you figure you know me 'cause I'm a thug That love to hit the late night club, drink then buzz Been livin' lavish like a player all day Now I'm 'bout to floss 'em off, player shit with 4-Tay Only God man That right? That's real Fuck everybody else, yaknowhatI'msayin'? Man, look here man My only fear of death is comin' back to this bitch reincarnated That's for the homey mental We up out
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Only God Can Judge Me - 2pac

Lyrics to images series!

#Male #Hat #Microphone #long hair #Black hair #Jeans #Frown #Baseball cap #Jacket #Belt #Long sleeves #Boy #black shirt #Closed mouth

Published on Mar 18, 2026

Cain

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1boy, tupac shakur, looking at viewer, serious expression, holding microphone, wearing hat, graffiti background, masterpiece, ultra detailed

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พรอมต์ต้นฉบับ: Only God can judge me, is that right? Nobody else, nobody else All you other motherfuckers get out my business Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back I couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed And hocus pocus try to focus but I can't see And in my mind I'ma blind man doin' time Look to my future 'cause my past, is all behind me Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine? Everybody's dyin' tell me what's the use of tryin' I've been trapped since birth, cautious, 'cause I'm cursed And fantasies of my family, in a hearse And they say it's the white man I should fear But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' here I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side Jealousy inside, make 'em wish I died Oh my Lord, tell me what I'm livin' for Everybody's droppin' got me knockin' on heaven's door And all my memories, of seein' brothers bleed And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees Recollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix 'Cause the media is full of dirty tricks Only God can judge me That's right baby, yeah baby Flatline I hear the doctor standing over me screamin' I can make it Got a body full of bullet holes layin' here naked Still I, can't breathe, somethings evil in my IV 'Cause every time I breathe, I think they killin' me I'm having nightmares, homicidal fantasies I wake up stranglin', danglin' my bed sheets I call the nurse 'cause it hurts, to reminisce How did it come to this? I wish they didn't miss Somebody help me, tell me where to go from here 'Cause even thugs cry, but do the Lord care? Try to remember, but it hurts I'm walkin' through the cemetery talkin' to the dirt I'd rather die like a man, than live like a coward There's a ghetto up in Heaven and it's ours, Black Power Is what we scream as we dream in a paranoid state And our fate, is a lifetime I hate Dear mama, can you save me? And fuck peace 'Cause the streets got our babies, we gotta eat No more hesitation each and every black male's trapped And they wonder why we suicidal runnin' 'round strapped Mista, Police, please try to see that it's A million motherfuckers stressin' just like me That which does not kill me can only make me stronger And I don't see why everybody feel as though That they gotta tell me how to live my life Let me live baby, let me live Pac I feel ya, keep servin' it on the reala For instance say a playa hatin' mark is out to kill ya Would you be wrong, for buckin' a nigga to the pavement? He gon' get me first, if I don't get him fool start prayin' Ain't no such thing as self-defense in the court of law So judge us when we get to where We're goin' wearin' a cross, that's real Got him, lurked him, crept the fuck up on him Sold a half a million tapes now everybody want him After talkin' behind my back like a bitch would Tellin' them niggaz, "You can fade him", punk I wish you would It be them same motherfuckers in Your face that'll rush up in your place To get your safe, knowin' you on that paper chase Grass, glass, big screen and leather couch My new shit is so fetti already sold a key of ounce Bitch, remember Tupac and 4-Tay Them same two brothers dodgin' bullets representin' the Bay Pac when you was locked down, that's when I'll be around Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies Don't think I don't see you haters, I know you all in disguise Guess you figure you know me 'cause I'm a thug That love to hit the late night club, drink then buzz Been livin' lavish like a player all day Now I'm 'bout to floss 'em off, player shit with 4-Tay Only God man That right? That's real Fuck everybody else, yaknowhatI'msayin'? Man, look here man My only fear of death is comin' back to this bitch reincarnated That's for the homey mental We up out
ขนาด: 768 x 1280
ขั้นตอนการสุ่ม: 28
วิธีการสุ่มตัวอย่าง: Euler a
ค่า CFG: 5
ไม่ต้องการ: nsfw, worst quality, bad quality, low quality, lowres, anatomical nonsense, artistic error, bad anatomy, interlocked fingers, extra fingers, text, artist name, signature, bad feet, extra toes, ugly, poorly drawn, censor, blurry, watermark, simple background, transparent background, old, oldest, glitch, deformed, mutated, disfigured, long body, bad hands, missing fingers, extra digit, fewer digits, cropped, very displeasing, sketch, jpeg artifacts, username, censored, bar_censor, mosaic_censor, conjoined, bad ai-generated, nsfw, long neck, skin blemishes, skin spots, acne, the wrong limb, error, black line, excess hands

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