Can't Be Touched [Romanian translation]

Rocky Balboa:]

“Let me tell you something you already know.

The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows!

It's a very mean and nasty placeand I don't care how tough you are,

it will beat you to your knees and keep

you there permanently if you let it.

You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life.

But it ain't about how hard ya hit.

It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward.

How much you can take and keep moving forward.

That's how winning is done!

Now if you know what you're worth then go out and get what you're worth.

But ya gotta be willing to take the hits, and not pointing fingers

saying you ain't where you wanna be because of him, or her, or anybody!

Cowards do that and that ain't you!

You're better than that!”

[2Pac:]

Now see so many motherfuckers want to take a piece

Commin' equipped with some shit that niggas just can't believe

I pull a trick from my sleeve now kamikaze

I'm all over that nigga, come identify the body

My middle finger to you hoe niggas

Run up on me, and ill be forced to let it go nigga

I ain't the one you want to try, why, stayin' high

I hit this blunt an watch these motherfuckers die

Whose runnin' these streets I said that cocaine

Cause in the the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayne

Another hustler makin' major cash

'til the punk police come an raid ya ass

Now you stressed doin' fed time, and its a bitch

Cause the judge gave you 8 years, you doin' 6

And we know that you can't hang, you a trick

Rolled over turned snitch like a biatch

[2Pac: HOOK]

(Right, left then left, right I seen him stutter WHAT?

He didn't duck and got stuck wit' yo' uppercut!

I put my hand up to God, life is hard, filled with stress

Throwing blows in this square circle to see who's best ) x2

[Eminem:]

If I could capture the rage of today's youth and bottle it

Crush the glass with my bare hands and swallow it

And spit it back in the faces of you racists

And hypocrites who think the same shit but don't say shit

You Liberaces, Versaces, and you Nazis

Watch me, 'cause you figured you got me in this hot seat

You motherfuckers wanna judge me 'cause you're not me

You'll never stop me, I'm top speed and you pop me

I came to save these new generations of babies

From parents who failed to raise them 'cause they're lazy

To grow to praise me, I'm makin' them go crazy

That's how I got this whole nation to embrace me

[2Pac: HOOK]

(Right, left then left, right I seen him stutter WHAT?

He didn't duck and got stuck wit' yo' uppercut!

I put my hand up to God, life is hard, filled with stress

Throwing blows in this square circle to see who's best ) x2

[DMX:]

Once again it's the darker nigga

Here to spark a nigga, break apart a nigga

But the dog is bigger, under stress

So unless you're wanting to bless to the chest

These slugs from his Smith and Wess REST!

Or the pump'll put a hurt on a nigga

DUMP SIX, motherfucker feed em dirt on a nigga

My hands stay dirty, cause I play dirty the mob way

You don't know? fuck it find out the hard way

A nigga's job is never done

I handle my business how it come

And there's never been a one on one

Nor has there been a problem, I dissolve them

I'm like salt, I'll get up

Hate to fall but never wreck his car

And it's my fault, keep niggaz on point ducking down

Niggaz like you need to get bust you fucking clown

I extort to support my peeps

And hold down the fort, never get caught cause I creeps NIGGA!

[2Pac: HOOK]

(Right, left then left, right I seen him stutter WHAT?

He didn't duck and got stuck wit' yo' uppercut!

I put my hand up to God, life is hard, filled with stress

Throwing blows in this square circle to see who's best ) x2

[2Pac:]

They got a nigga in the dice game, I'm feelin' lucky

But the nigga just a little bigger, he tryna fuck me

Out my cash, imma blast nigga, he don't know

I gotta tell ya like the last nigga, gotta go

Don't need to roll for the truck, I get em' up

Left to right, my uppercut'll hit em' up (ha)

I'm known to walk the streets on any block

I love my niggas, but I ain't puttin' down my glock

The gun shots rang when I lose nigga, and ooh nigga

I'mma show you not to ever play a true nigga (haha)

Lay it down just to prove it

And fuck the rappin motherfucker we can do this

[HOOK] x3

• Artist:2Pac