DESCRIPTION:
Merciles - No Remorse
http://vibedeck.com/merciles/no-remorse
Lyrics to the song
Woman: Sir will you raise your right hand please?
2pac: Yes.
Woman: Do you swear or confirm the testimony you're about to give will be the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth?
2pac: I do.
Pig/Interviewer: Were you trying to provoke anybody to do anything particulier... were you trying to get people to do something?
2pac: Yes
Pig/Interviewer: Tell us why.
2pac: Think, use your head.

Chorus: Tired from the pressure, dying from the pressure, speak for the ones who can't be heard it's not suppose to be this way.
Tired from the pressure, dying from the pressure, work and work and die broke beat the system with your brain.

Verse: Yeah we calling this shit the game but they ain't playing I don't wanna to be a part of what they've done. Telling and rebelling I'll be ready for em loading every one of my guns. Yeah keeping you in fear of losing everything we falling all behind getting all stressed out, just stop! Take a little while to take a good look around yeah see! Look at how they got us living all bunched up and working 9 to 5 but it's never gonna be enough getting everybody on following the pattern brainwashing routine the American dream. Making it a mission turning off your television I'm wishing everybody wouldn't listen to the tube cause they getting you with the interlude they dumbing down everybody now I pity them fools. Calling me crazy for choosing on not believing the illusion truth seeka thuglife street solja I'm going off revving my motor. I'm slowing it down understand me unloading on all who coming straight at me and still going all out protecting me and my family. Yeah bitch! I hit em up let it all out with a fuck it type laughter my middle finger up straight up I'm yelling fuck all them masonic rappers. Yeah I'm going to war with the government yeah that Merciles too wild I'm never gonna rest till the death of every single fucking Rothchild.

Chorus: Tired from the pressure, dying from the pressure, speak for the ones who can't be heard it's not suppose to be this way
Tired from the pressure, dying from the pressure, work and work and die broke beat the system with your brain.
Tired from the pressure, dying from the pressure, keeping you busy never no time to think that's why you don't know what to do.
Tired from the pressure, dying from the pressure, speak for the ones who can't be heard it's not suppose to be this way.

2pac: Think, use your head.