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Interpret:
Scarface
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| Smile
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Intro: 2Pac
Theres gon be some stuff you gon see
thats gon make it hard to smile in the future.
But through whatever you see,
through all the rain and the pain,
you gotta keep your sense of humor.
You gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit.
Remember that.
Mmm, yeah.
Keep ya head up.Yeah.
Verse One: 2Pac
Our lifestyles be close captioned
addicted to fatal attractions
Pictures of actions be played back
in the midst of mashin
No fairy tales for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlin too hard to think of culture
Or the repercussions while bustin on backstabbin vultures
Sellin my soul for material wishes, fast cars and bitches
Wishin I live my life a legend, immortalized in pictures
Why shed tears? Save your sympathy
My childhood years were spent buryin my peers in the cemetary
Heres a message to the newborns, waitin to breathe
If you believe then you can achieve
Just look at me
Against all odds, though life is hard we carry on
Livin in the projects, broke with no lights on
To all the seeds that follow me
protect your essence
Born with less, but you still precious
Just smile for me now
Chours: Johnny P, 2Pac
Smiiiiiile for me , wont you smile (smile for me now)
Just smiiiile (smile), smile for me
(What cha lookin all sad for, nigga you black, smile for me now)
Smiiiiiile for me (nigga you aint got nothin to be worried about)
Wont you smile (no doubt, smile for me now) just smiiiiile
(And the next generation)
Verse Two: Scarface
Now as I open up my story, put the blaze in your blunts
And you can picture thoughts slowly upon phrases I run
And I can walk you through the days that I done
I often wish that I could save everyone
but Im a dreamer
Have you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game
overlookin his tomorrows and they finally came?
Look back on childhood memories and Im still feelin the pain
Turnin circles in my ninth grade, dealin cocaine
To many hassles in my local life, survivin the strain
And a man without a focus, life could drive him insane
Stuck inside a ghetto fantasy hopin itd change
But when I focus on reality we broke and in chains
Had a dream of livin wealthy and makin it big
And after all my mommas thankin God for blessin the child
All my momma gots to do now is collect it and smile
Smile
Chorus (without 2pac)
Verse Three: 2Pac
Fuck the world, as we are locin witness furious speeds
Unanswered questions keep us all stressin, curious Gs
Backstabbed and bleedin, crooked thoughts laced with weed
Learnin, duckin stray shots, bullets be hot, they burnin
Inhalin sherm smoke, visualized the flames
Will I be smothered by my own pain?
Strange whispers, cowards conversate, so quick to dis us
Takin pictures for the feds, and desperate hopes theyd get us
Hit us off, give us plenty centuries, forgive my sins
Since I aint in many penitenturies the best revenge is fuck friends
We military minded soldiers, bustin shots blindly
Tryin to find Jehovah to help me
Somebody save me
Lost and crazy, scared to drop a seed hopin I aint cursed my babies
Maybe now niggas feel me now, picture my pain
embrace my words make the world change
And still I smile nigga
(Scarface talking)
And now a moment of silence, let us pray
And as you journey into outerspace
may the angels help to lead the way
shine up on your soul to keep you safe
And all the homies that done passed away
They there to greet you as you pass the gates
And as you headed to the tunnels light
I hope it leads to eternal life
We say the prayers for our homie Pac
Smile
(Smile for me)
(All ya need to do is smile)
(Woooo smile for me)
(Come on smile for me)
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