Head In The Cloud

[TuPac] [Verse 1: Dope] Take your time if you're tryna bring change Cos the people you wanna give change don't ever change They like their cells, yes behind bars But they are not rappers, so please call Dr. Barz Bars upon bars, cars on cars, CLOUT Big rappers make news, lil rappers shout Big rappers make moves, lil rappers doubt Lil rappers fall and die, but big rappers sprout Killers killing kids, youth and the old But we keep our lips sealed and we do as we're told Even when it ain't right, we don't ever put up a fight The sight of this plight makes me wanna hop on the next flight To France, or maybe Illinois Where I got fans and I got fam of the soil Blood blooders, people that hurt and need cover Coz the pain is so real, man and it has left em under [Hook: Dope] We got the secret to the making waves But we don't got the balls to bring that change Fear stored in our hearts and foolish ways Fakeness everywhere, foolishness [Verse 2: Maestro] I talk the talk, then I walk the walk when I'm done talking I'm sticking to the script, i don't go off topic I heard the footsteps, i see the footprints I don't wanna be a benchwarmer i wanna do things I be the enemy of good cos I want better I wanna make a change, and I want mo'cheddah Keep my focus on what matters the most Mind my business i don't got no time to poke my nose Put in my heart and my soul, I left my comfort zone I got my head in the clouds, i feel the strength in my bones Sometimes i feel like a god, sometimes i feel like I'm odd I put my feelings aside and put my trust in God I know that gravity pulls, but I keep pushing I gotta keep learning, i gotta keep teaching I know the change would come, that's metamorphosis [Hook: Dope] We got the secret to making waves But we don't got the balls to bring that change Fear stored in our hearts and foolish ways Fakeness everywhere, foolishness [Verse 3: Dope] Reminiscing on our past sins as a nation Steady dissing politicians in my rap making I don't tend to fuck with niggas that's prone to faking But I'm a love being, never ever prone to hating The poor cry everyday, the rich close ears The rich also cry, money don't stop the tears The sick man hopes that one day he'll be healed That empty dude hopes that one day he'll be filled [Hook: Dope] We got the secret to making waves But we don't got the balls to bring that change Fear stored in our hearts and foolish ways Fakeness everywhere, foolishness