Tupac talking

Change, shit
I guess change is good for any of us
Whatever it take for any ya'll niggas ta get up out the hood
Shit I'm with ya
I ain't mad at cha
Got nothin' but love for ya
Do your thing boy

Yeah
All the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
I'ma send this one out for y'all
Know what I mean?
Cause I ain't mad at cha
Heard ya'll tearin' up shit out there
Kickin up dust
Givin' a mothafuck (hahaha)
Yeah niggas
Cause I ain't mad at cha

Verse 1: Tupac

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind
Quick ta holla at a hoochie with the same line
You was just a little smaller but ya still rolled
Got stressed to Y.A. and hit the hood swole
Remember when ya had a Jeri Curl didn't quite learn
On the block with ya glock trippin' off sherm
Collect calls to the tip sayin' how ya changed
Oh you a Muslim now
No more dope game
Heard ya might be comin' home just got bail
Wanna go to the Mosque don't wanna chase tail
It seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man
Hit the Penn and now no sinnin' is the game plan
When I talk about money all you see is the struggle
When I tell you I'm livin large
You tell me it's trouble
Congratulations on the wedding
I hope your wife know
She got a playa for life
And that's no bullshittin'
I know we grew apart
Ya probably don't remember
I usta fiend for your sista
But never went up in her
And I can see us after school
We'd bomb
On the first mothafucka with the wrong shit on
Now the whole shit's changed
And we don't even kick it
Got a big money scheme
And you ain't even with it
Knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker that
Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brotha's back
And I can't even trip
Cause I'm just laughin' at ya
Your tryin' hard to maintain and go head
Cause I ain't mad at cha

Chorus: Danny Boy

Ooooooohhhhhooh
I ain't mad at cha
(I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't mad at cha

Verse 2

We used to be like distant cousins
Fightin'
Playin dozens
Whole neighborhood buzzin'
Knowin that we wasn't
Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
I'm getting blitzed and I'm reminiscing on the times we shared
Besides bumpin' and grindin' wasn't nothin' on our mind
In time
We learned to live a life of crime
Rewind us back to a time
Was much to young to know
I caught a felony lovin' the way the guns blow
And even though we separated
You said that you'd wait
Don't give nobody no coochie while I'll be locked up state
I kiss my mama goodbye
Sipe the tears from her lonely eyes
Said I'll return but I gotta fight the bitch ta ride
Don't shed a tear
Cause mama I ain't happy here
I Blew trial
No more smiles for a couple years
They got me goin mad
I'm knocking brotha's on they backs in my cell
Thinkin' hell
I know one day I'll be back
As soon as I touch down
I told my girl I'll be there
So prepare, to get fucked down
The homies wanna kick it
But I'm just laughin at ya
Cause you'se a down ass bitch
And I ain't mad at cha

Chorus

I ain't mad at cha
(I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't mad at cha

But you're a down ass bitch and I ain't mad at cha

Verse 3

Well guess who's movin' up this nigga's ballin now
Bitches be callin' ta get it
Hookers keep fallin' down
He went from nothin' to lots
Ten karats a rock
Went from a nobody nigga
To the big man on the block
He's mister local celebrity
Addicted ta move a key
Most hated by enemy
Escaping the luxury
See first you was our nigga but you made it
So the choice is made
Now we gotta slay you while you faded
In the younger days
So full of pain while the weapons blaze
Gettin' so high off the bong
Hopin' we make it
To better days
Cause crime pays
And in time you'll find a rhyme
That'll blaze you'll feel the fire from the niggas in my younger days
So many changed on me
So many tried ta plot
That I keep a glock beside my head
When will it stop?
Til' god return me to my essence
Cause even as an adolescence
I refused to be a convalescent
So many questions and they ask me if I'm still down
I moved up outta the ghetto
So I ain't real now?
They got so much ta say
But I'm just laughin at ya
Ya niggas just don't know
But I ain't mad at cha

Chorus

I ain't mad at cha
(I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't mad at cha
(Hell na, I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't mad at cha
(And I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't mad at cha
(I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't made at cha
No ...
I ain't made at cha