Lyrics:

2Pac] Searching for Black Jesus Oh yeah, sportin jewels and shit, yaknahmean? (Black Jesus; you can be Christian Baptist, Jehovah Witness) Straight tatted up, no doubt, no doubt (Islamic, won`t matter to me I`m a thug; thugs, we praise Black Jesus, all day) Young Kadafi in this bitch, set it off nigga.. What? [Kadafi] I do my shootin`s on a knob, prayin to God for my squad Stuck in a nightmare, hopin he might care Though times is hard, up against all odds, I play my cards like I`m jailin, shots hittin up my spot like midnight rains hailin Got me bailin to stacks more green; Gods ain`t tryin to be trapped on no block slangin no rocks like bean pies Brainstorm on the beginnin Wonder how shit like the Qu`ran and the Bible was written What is religion? Gods words all cursed like crack Shai-tan`s way of gettin us back Or just another one of my Black JesuS traps [Storm] Who`s got the heart to stand beside me? I feel my enemies creepin up in silence Dark prayer, scream violence - demons all around me Can`t even bend my knees just a lost cloud; Black Jesus give me a reason to survive, in this earthly hell Cause I swear, they tryin to break my well I`m on the edge lookin down at this volatile pit Will it matter if I cease to exist? Black Jesus [2Pac] All hail, the pressure no endeavor can fail Some missin souls turn to hoes when exposed to jail In times of war we need somebody raw, rally the troops like a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us through Black Jesus, hahahahaha He`s like a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us through Black Jesus [Young Noble] Outlawz we got our own race, culture, religion Rebellin against the system, commence