1.Ballad Of A Dead Soulja
Intro -
Yeah;
Ballad of a dead soulja;
This is the ballad of a dead soulja;
This is ballad of a dead soulja;
The ballad of a dead soulja;
1st verse -
The plan;
To take a man of the whole family;
Though underhanded;
To be the man it was planned;
All my roaddogz;
Official mob figgaz love to act up;
The first to bomb when we rob niggaz - i can be;
Lost in my own mind;
To be the boss only thought's grippin chrome nines;
Niggaz get tossed up;
War scars, battlefield memories;
Swore i saw the devil in my empty glass of hennessey;
Talkin to a nigga on a tight leash;
Screamin fuck tha police;
As i ride through the night streets;
Little child runnin wild;
Towards danger;
What's the cause;
Don't be alarmed;
Death to all strangers;
Maybe i'm a madman;
A pistol grabbin nigga - unleash the sandman;
Promise a merciless retaliation;
Nothin' is colder;
Close your eyes - hear the ballad of a dead soulja;
Hook 1 -
(singing)
Thug 4 life i will be;
(2pac)
This is the ballad of a dead soulja;
(singing)
A life of crime i will lead;
(2pac)
Close your eyes and hear the ballad of a dead soulja;
(singing)
If you play the game, you play to win;
(2pac)
This is the ballad of a dead soulja;
(singing)
It's a crazy world full of sin;
(2pac)
Close your eyes;
2nd verse -
Completely lost;
Revenge at all cost;
Payback's a bitch - switch now the trick's crossed;
Tossed up and never to be heard of;
A single witness screamin' bloody murda - murda;
Blast - tell me homie whatcha see now;
A blind man and a dead body;
I'm ready to leave town;
And get my cash though;
Hook up with kastro;
Homie had to blast on the task force;
Stupid coppers tried to play us out;
Never that;
They took my money and my stash;
Time to get 'em back; (pac laughs)
Upon my secret arrival;
Two glock four-fives time for survival;
Death to my rivals;
Tell me what you want lord;
Nobody left after the death of a drug lord; (pac laughs)
The situation's critical;
Nothin' is colder;
Than hearin' the ballad of a dead soulja;
Hook 2 -
(singing)
Thug 4 life i will be;
(2pac)
This is the ballad of a dead soulja;
(singing)
A life of crime i will lead;
(2pac)
Close your eyes and hear the ballad of a dead soulja;
(singing)
If you play the game, you play to win;
(2pac)
This is a ballad of a dead soulja;
(singing)
It's a crazy world full of sin;
(2pac)
C-c-c-close your eyes and hear the ballad of a dead soulja;
3rd verse -
Big coward put your hands to the moon;
When my glocks rang out;
The niggaz came out - boom;
Who wanna see me in a challenge？;
So merciless i'm terrifyin' niggaz in my ballads;
Do you feel me？;
Coppo a copper time;
One day i'll be the don;
Until then remain strong;
My only fear of death is reincarnation;
Bustin' at my adversaries like a mental patient;
To all my niggaz facin' sixty years;
Sheddin' tattoo tears another suicide out on the tier;
Takin' private planes tryin' to survive the game;
For all my homies that'll never be alive again;
All they promise us is death nigga;
Take a breath - could be the last one left nigga;
It's real now;
Feel it and fantasize;
Ain't nothin' colder;
Listen you could hear it;
The ballad of a dead soulja;
Hook 3 -
(singing)
Thug 4 life i will be;
(2pac)
This is the ballad of a dead soulja;
(singing)
The life of crime i will lead;
(2pac)
C-c-c-close your eyes - hear the ballad of a dead soulja;
(singing)
If you play the game, you play to win;
(2pac)
This is the ballad of a dead soulja;
(singing)
It's a crazy world full of sin;
(2pac)
C-c-c-close your eyes and hear the ballad of a dead soulja;
Outro -
(2pac)
This go out to kato, mental;
All the niggaz that done passed away;
(this is the ballad of a dead soulja)
Mutulu;
Geronimo;
All the down ass ridahs;
All the niggaz that put it down;
All the souljas;
All the niggaz that go through that day-to-day struggle;
(this is the ballad of a dead soulja)
All the niggaz that passed on;
All the niggaz with ambition and money in they heart;
All the niggaz that want some and that don't take none; (pac
laughs)
(this is the ballad of a dead soulja);
Police is so scared of us;
Oh the feds？ they aware of us;
They wanna see us dead;
They got pictures of a nigga head;
(ballad of a dead soulja)
Tryin' to see me in chains;
Shit - them niggaz'll never breath again;
Before they put me in a cell they'll see me in hell;
(cause it's the ballad of a dead soulja)
Got my pistols cocked;
Run the whole muthafuckin' block;
Fuck the cops;
The police？ we run these streets, nigga;
(they heard the ballad of a dead soulja)
These niggaz can't see me;
Half the world wanna be me;
Multi-millionaire - shit it ain't fair;
But nigga, you know
(it's the ballad of a dead soulja)
(it's the ballad of a dead soulja)
2.Fuck Friendz
Intro -
(pac laughs)
Live from the crazy house;
Yo that nigga crazy as hell;
You heard that shit nigga？;
Live from the crazy house;
Yo that nigga crazy;
My ghetto love song;
(set it off, set it off, let's be friends);
(where my niggaz at, where my niggaz at, all my real niggaz
throw your muthafuckin' hands up);
(c'mon, let's go, let's go, that's how you do it);
(throw your hands in the air let me see you just throw your
hands in the air)
Westside in this muthafucka right here;
Westside;
1st verse -
Approach you and post a minute;
Arm on my double-r tinted;
As you pass by, winking my eye, freshly scented;
What's the haps baby？;
Come get with me and perhaps lady you can help me multiply my
stacks baby;
Currency seems small i need companionship;
Through with that scandalous shit;
I bet your man ain't shit;
So why you hesitatin' actin like your shit don't stink;
Check out my diamonds bitch every one go bling;
This be a thug thang outlaw nigga with riches;
Cream dreamin' muthafucka on a mash for bitches;
Check my resume';
Sippin' on crysta-l and alize; (spelling)
Smokin' on big weed;
Keyed the cali way;
Don't like trickin' but i'll buy you a 'fit; (outfit)
I can't stand no sneaker wearin' nappy-haired bitch;
Let my pedigree breed briefly;
The sole chief puttin' bitch made bustas to sleep with no grief;
Mash on my so-called comp; (competition)
Who da man while i'm tuggin' on your main bitch hand？;
(westside)
Understand this ain't no nigga like me;
Fuck jay-z he broke and i smoke daily;
Baby let's be friends;
Hook 1 -
(singing)
Let's be frien-n-n-nds;
(pac)
Where my niggaz at？ come on;
(singing)
You ain't gotta be my man at all;
Long as you just break me off en-n-nds;
(pac)
All my niggaz, where my hoes at？;
(singing)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes？;
Let's be frien-n-nds;
(pac)
Where all the bitches at？; where all the niggaz with money where
you at baby？;
(singing)
You ain't gotta be my man at all;
Long as you just break me off frie-n-n-nds;
(pac)
Cash makin' hoes;
(singing)
Are you trickin' on them other hoes？;
Let's be;
2nd verse -
I met you and i stuttered in passion;
Though slightly blinded by that ass;
It was hard to keep my dick in my pants;
Everytime you pass got me checkin' for you hardcore;
Starin' and watchin';
Me and you, one-on-one picture countless options;
Was it prophecy;
Clear as day, visions on top of me;
Erotic, psychotic;
What possessed my body？;
Far from a crush i wanna bust your guts;
And touch - everything inside you from my head to my nuts;
You got my sweatin' like a fat girl goin' for mine;
Just a skinny nigga fuckin' like she stole my mind;
Back in time i recall how she used to be;
I guess - money and fame made you used to me;
What's up in nine-six？;
Find tricks in drag;
Fuck dre tell that bitch he can kiss my ass;
Back to you;
My pretty ass caramel queen;
Got my hands on your thighs now;
Let me in between as friends;
Hook 2 -
(singing)
Frien-n-n-nds;
(pac)
Westside in this muthafucka right here;
(singing)
You ain't gotta be my man at all;
Long as you just break me off en-n-nds;
(pac)
Westside in this muthafucka;
(singing)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes;
Let's be frien-n-nds;
(pac)
Westside in this muthafucka right here;
(singing)
You ain't gotta be my man at all;
Long as you just break me off frie-n-n-nds;
(pac)
In this muthafucka right here;
(singing)
Are you trickin' on them other hoes？;
3rd verse -
Can you imagine me in playa mode？;
Rush the tricks;
I got her - ready for a booty call;
I fucked your bitch;
Was it me or the fame？;
My dick or the game？;
Bet i screamed westside when i came;
Scream my name;
Cause baby it's delicious;
Got a weak spot for pretty bitches;
Up and down similar to switches;
My movement;
Baby let your back get into it;
Make it fluid;
In and out;
All around when a nigga do it;
You got me high;
Let me come inside;
I love it when you get on top baby let me ride;
Who wanna stop me？;
Am i top notch？;
Fuck playa hatin' niggaz cause they cock block;
You probably hate to see a real thug with vision what's the
game？;
Rather see a nigga up in prison;
Why you change？;
Made a livin' out of cuss words, liqour and weed;
A bad seed turned good;
In this world of g's;
Baby got me fantasizin' seein' you naked;
It's a fuck song - so check the record;
Let's be friends;
(where my niggaz at？; show me where my niggaz at);
(where my bitches at？; thug--style);
Outro -
(singing)
Let's be frien-n-n-nds;
(pac)
Where my niggaz at？;
Where my bitches at？ throw your guns in the air;
(singing)
Frien-n-n-nds;
(pac)
My ghetto love song, it goes on and on and on;
(singing)
Let's be frien-n-n-nds;
(pac)
Where my niggaz at？; (you ain't gotta front with me)
Where my bitches at？;
Where my niggaz at？;
(singing)
Frien-n-nds;
(pac)
Where my niggaz at？ (i know what you want)
Where my bitches at？;
Where my people at？
Let's be;
Where my people at？ show me where my people at;
Where my people at？ show me where my people at;
All my niggaz now, just my niggaz come;
Where my niggaz at, just my niggaz now;
Be friends;
Tell me where my niggaz at;
Be friends;
Tell me where my bitches at;
Be friends;
Tell me where my people at;
Make money take money;
Be friends;
(singing)
Frien-n-nds;
(pac)
Get your cash on, let's get paid;
(singing)
You ain't gotta be my man at all;
Long as you just break me off en-n-n-nds;
(pac)
Come on, get your cash on;
Let's get paid;
(singing)
Are you trickin' on them other hoes？;
Let's be frien-n-nds;
(pac)
Come on, get your cash on;
Let's get paid;
(singing)
You ain't gotta be my man at all;
Long as you just break me off frien-n-n-nds;
(pac)
Come on, get your cash on;
Let's get paid;
(singing)
Why trickin' on them other hoes;
Let's be frien-n-nds;
(pac)
Make money, take money;
Make money, take money;
Make money, take money;
Make money, take money;
Make money, take money;
3.Lil Hommies
Intro -
Fuckin' lil homiez;
Everybody duckin';
My fuckin' lil homiez;
Lil homiez;
Everbody duckin';
My fuckin' lil homiez;
1st verse -
Just pay attention;
Here's a story 'bout my lil homiez;
Straight thuggin';
Little bad young muthafuckas;
Gotta love 'em;
You could catch him in his 'g' ride;
Clutchin' his glock;
Screamin' outlaw bustin' on my enemies' block;
Educated on these cold streets;
Getting money makin' dummies out the police;
Ain't no peace;
For an adolescent nigga too wild to be a thinker;
Blunt smokin' twenty-four／seven, everyday drinker;
Got my diploma but i never learned shit in school;
Mo' money, mo' bitches, mo' murder fool;
Always the young niggaz gettin' in shit;
She wouldn't stop to conversate so you called her a bitch;
Bustin' on paper thin muthafuckas;
Drinkin gin 'fore you get to sinnin' on them bustas;
Emptied his clip;
Passed by like he didn't know me;
Everybody's duckin';
My fuckin' lil homiez;
Hook 1 -
Lil homiez on the ride;
Niggaz gonna die tonight;
Let's get high tonight; (my lil homiez)
Lil homiez on the mash;
Runnin' from these punk police;
Cause lil niggaz run these streets;
Lil homiez on the ride;
Niggaz gonna die tonight;
Let's get high tonight; (my lil homiez)
Lil homiez on the mash;
Runnin' from these punk police;
Cause lil niggaz run these streets;
2nd verse -
I remember;
When you was just a little 'g';
Flirtin' with death;
Playin' russian roulette;
Screamin' kill me;
Hey there young nigga whatcha smokin' on;
Mad at the world cause you came from a broken home;
Love to squab' plus your mob is sick;
A bunch of adoelscent niggaz spittin' major shit;
Tell me - young nigga if you die, let me know;
Would your heart feel pain;
Watchin' as your mother cries;
Will all your homies ride？;
Or will they all get high, and talk about how you died？;
Young niggaz on a mission to compete;
Gettin' g's, packin' heat, bringin' havoc to the fuckin'
streets;
Nobody knows why he took a four-four and unloaded on the whole
front row;
Try to tell him but he act like he don't know me;
Pull out his pistol and show me;
My lil homiez;
Hook 2 -
Lil homiez on the ride;
Niggaz gonna die tonight; (wassup nigga？)
Let's get high tonight; (yeah)
Lil homiez on the mash; (lil badass muthafuckas)
Runnin' from these punk police; (you muthafuckas know what time
it is)
Cause lil niggaz run these streets; (my lil homiez)
Lil homiez on the ride; (yeah nigga)
Niggaz gonna die tonight; (juvenile delinquent ass muthafuckas)
Let's get high tonight;
Lil homiez on the mash; (under eighteen)
Runnin' from these punk police;
Cause lil niggaz run these streets; (nigga set that shit)
3rd verse -
First to bomb;
Sixteen on death row;
Bustin' on them phony muthafuckas nigga;
Big homie said so;
Niggaz knew i was a nutcase;
Quick to blast;
Living underage bullet blazed on your bitch ass;
Is there a heaven for a 'g'？;
And if it is;
Will i finally get to be at peace？;
On these streets ain't no peace;
Shellshocked shows;
Making money off a crack sale;
Young black male;
Unable to change cause it's a cycle;
Plus nobody knows;
The evil that they might do;
Lil moo, big yak, k-kastro;
Big malc, huessein, call 'em outlawz;
Tellin' the world to be equipped;
When these young muthafuckas rip shit;
They don't quit;
Drew down on me;
Pulled a pound on me;
Bust like he didn't know me;
My fuckin lil homiez;
Outro -
Lil homiez on the ride; (wassup nigga let's do this shit)
Niggaz gonna die tonight;
Let's get high tonight; (my lil homiez)
Lil homiez on the mash; (lil badass muthafuckin' adolescent
niggaz)
Runnin' from these punk police;
Cause lil niggaz run these streets; (my lil homiez)
Lil homiez on the ride; (what the fuck you niggaz wanna do？)
Niggaz gonna die tonight; (what nigga？)
Let's get high tonight; (my fuckin' lil homiez)
Lil homiez on the mash; (sixteen, fifteen, thirteen)
Runnin' from these punk police;
Cause lil niggaz run these streets; (my fuckin' lil homiez)
Lil homiez on the ride; (juvenile deliquents ready to bust on
you muthafuckas)
Niggaz gonna die tonight;
Let's get high tonight; (what the fuck you niggaz wanna do
nigga？)
Lil homiez on the mash;
Runnin' from these punk police; (nigga take your shit off)
Cause lil niggaz run these streets; (lil homiez)
Lil homiez on the ride; (we robbin' muthafuckas nigga)
Niggaz gonna die tonight;
Let's get high tonight; (thug life, outlawz, westside, (blank))
(note： blank should be 'death row nigga')
Lil homiez on the mash;
Runnin' from these punk police; (you know what time it is)
Cause lil niggaz run these streets; (my lil homiez)
You know what the fuck you got into nigga;
Outlawz nigga;
The lil homiez;
Yaki kadafi;
4.Let Em Have It
Yo Quiero
Yo Quiero Cojer
(Spanish：I wanna fuck you)
I'll let your ass have it
Take care of business
Oh for real
Ghetto chorette
Now you been acting like you want it for a long time
All up in a nigga face, giving me them strong vibes
Look in my eyes and you'll find peace
A Gemini so you really blow my mind freak
C'mon
I got my clothes off, hard as a nigga in jail
Skinny niggaz throw the dick well
Everybody get they condoms, rubber cause it's time to fuck
Hurry up and put it on nigga time is up
What's next？ Got my mind on some group sex
Where you going baby I ain't even through yet
Do it like a true vet, love it how I threw it to ya
In and out make it good to ya
Remember me？
I love fucking slow with the lights low
Black, Puerto Rican, even white hoes
Felice Amor, Que Linda, Dame Veso (Spanish： Sweet love, your a
cutie, give me a kiss)
Got my bed soaked
Come to poppy
Fuckin' till the shit is sloppy (sloppy)
If you really want it
(If you really want it)
Tupac you know
If you really want it (x6)
(If you really want it)
I really want it
Yeah
Alright, all my real niggaz and my real bitches, let me see you
do it like this
C'Mon
Rock ya, body body x7
We came to
Rock ya, body body x7
We came to
Daddy rock a playa body till I tell you to stop
Hit the right spot, if not, leave some money and kick rocks
I'm a thug hoe, I need a thug nigga up inside me
A playa that can ride me, a cat that can buy me
Make a jazzy hoe like me, bust a sweat
Hit it from the back, grab me by my neck
Demand your respect
I'm not an on my back hoe
I rock a dick and hit it to the core
Bustin', twisting nuts (censored), hit em up
I'm a Sagittarius freak
My real hoes feel me
Legs open wide, nigga dick inside
I barely ride tonight's the night for you to hit it doggy style
Lay me on my stomach while I'm counting out hundreds
Fake bitches front like they don't wanna keep it real
But you know you want a thug nigga just to see how it feel
Hoes wanna rock Gabbana, Dolce and Versace
Let me rock your body mouth on my (censored) call you papi
Rock ya, body body
Rock ya, body
(yeah)
Rock ya, body body
Rock ya, body
(yeah)
Ya like that？
Yeah. Yeah.
Rock ya, body body
Rock ya, body
(Y'all want that)
Rock ya, body body
Rock ya, body
Yeah. Yeah. Y'all feel me
Damn
Rock ya, body
Do it. Do it.
Rock ya, body
Do it. Do it.
Yeah, uh, c'mon, uh.
Rock ya, body body x6
Yeah, I'm a hit it too
Rock ya, body body x3
Rock
See, it all started simple
Turning me licking your nipples
Fucking you doggy style to this instrumental
Hands up
All up inside your head
I could stand you
Eyes open
I don't plan to bust, just hold on
Let me zone in
What do you mean, can you scream, let it go, biatch
How does it feel？
Gotta nigga like steel in ya
To keep going on, fucking like I'm killing ya
Lets go another round
Baby is you down really
Two shots of esctasy
Lick a nigga down silly
Your body next to me
I can touch you inside, and you'll cry
So good when a nigga leave, you'll die
My mama told baby be a man put it on a hit
On bitches like switches coming around the corner
I wanna let me get my ride on
It's your dick baby but it's my song
If you really want it
Rock ya, body body
Rock ya, body
Rock ya, body body
If you really want it
If you really want it
Gotta send this out to all the freaky bitches
Definitely all the Scorpio's and the Gemini's, and the Virgo's
You know I know the truth about you Scorpio's and you Virgo's
No doubt gotta give it to the Capricorns
They some freaks too on the down down
The Libra's, they like it even but they still like fucking.
No doubt.
Aquarius's, Libra's, that said though
Leos, they some freaks
Leos is freaks, they always wanna run shit in bed
Sagittarius, Taurus, Cancers
All you freaky fucks
I'm a Zodiac fucker I do you all one at a time and all down the
line
Lets get busy
5.Good Life
Artist：2Pac／Big Syke／E.D.I.Of The Outlawz
I was so money orientated initiated as a thug
Fiending for wicked adventures ambitious as I was
Picture a nigga on the verge of living insane
I sold my soul for a chance to kick it and bang
Now tell me if I'm wrong, but saying fuck the world got ya
deeper in my songs
Drinking till I hurl, spending money till it's gone, it's the
good life
Baby niggaz got it going on
No maybe if I died and came back, wouldn't have to slang crack
Addicted the game, so obviously we came strapped
Please forgive me for my wicked ways
Fuck a bitch
Bad boys eat a dick a day bumping this
Lord have mercy it's a slaughter
So wicked that my tracks is wetting niggaz like it's water
I learned my lessons as a thug in these wicked as hood fights
But I'm a baller now
Nigga
I live the good life
This is the good life
Fuck my foes
God bless the dumb niggaz
That trust the hoes
I found a way to stack money
Guaranteed to rise
I live the good good life
Cause thug niggaz don't die
No one knows, what the future holds, for you, huh huh
Listen closely
They say reach in your heart and you will find your mind
Everyday in these streets, got my foresight blind
My after time is now, peeping down the barrel of a fo'
Just a nigga or a killer I don't know, so
Who makes the call？
Will I fall a victim like the rest？
Slug in the chest, one in the dome and make sure I'm gone
Send me home all alone in these cold streets
The desperation, constantly drinking and I can't sleep
Make deep tryin' to survive, some wanna die I wanna stay alive
Eyes on the prize let me modify this whole region
I declare this sucka ducking season
Ya need a reason, why she turned into a softy
After living so loftly
It cost me my soul out of control in the Devil's world
Me, and my niggaz and my girl
Living the good life
I spend my days and nights, not knowing if strays in flight
Will finally catch me
It's the good life can ya hear me
Cleary, over the edge, soon as I wake up
Last night we off the hook doing way too much
But it's the fast lane on that, big dealing, big sinnin', all
for the money
Some kill, some squeal, all for the money
Most ain't even real but we still call them homies
Now what the fuck is that fake love, fake thugs all in the game
I watch em all plot and fall, while I come up again
Outlaw never surrender is the call when the day is comin'
But this nigga get to running for my click get to gunnin
Str8 in the mist of all this stress and pain
We're trying to get a hold of the game
Living that good life
6.Letter 2 My Unborn
Intro：
To my unborn child
(ohh)
To my unborn, unborn child
Incase i don't make it
Just remember daddy loves you
To my unborn child
(ohh)
Did everything i could to make it up for you
Don't worry bout what people sayin
To my unborn
You know daddy loves you
Verse one：
Now ever since my birth
I've been cursed, since i'm born to wil'
Incase i never get to holla at my unborn child
Many things learned in prison
Bless the still livin
Tryin to earn every penny that i'm gettin
And reminiscin
To the beginnin of my mission
When i was conceived, ＆ came to be in this position
My momma was a panther loud
Single parent, but she proud
When she witness baby boy rip a crowd
The school, but i dropped out
And left the house
Cause my momma say i'm good for nothin
So i'm out
Since i only got one life to live
God forgive me for my sins
Let me make it and i'll never steal again
Or deal again
My only friend is my misery
Wanting revenge for the agaony they did to me
See my life ain't promised
But it sure gettin better
Hope you understand my love letter
To my unborn child
Chorus：
Ohh
I'm writing you a letter
This is to my unborn child
(to my unborn)
Wanna let you know i love you
(to my unborn child)
(to my unborn)
I think about you everyday
I have so much to say
(to my unborn child)
Verse two：
So complicated to escape fate
And you can never understand til' we trade places
Tell the world i feel guilty to being anxious
Ain't no way in hell, that i could ever be a rapist
It's hard to face this
Cold world on a good day
When will they let the little kids in the hood play？
I got shot 5 times, but i'm still breathin
Livin proof there's a god, if ya need a reason
And i believe in my own fate
Will i raise my kids in the right or the wrong way？
Dear mamma i'ma man now
I wanna make it on my own, not a handout
Make way for a worldwhind prophesize
I wanna go in peace
When i gotta die
On these cold streets
Ain't no love, no mercy, and no friends
Incase you never see my face again
To my unborn child
Chorus：
Ohh
(to my unborn child)
This is to my unborn child
Wanna let you know i love you
(to my unborn child)
(to my unborn child)
I have so much to say
Verse three：
Dear lord, can ya hear me？
Tell me what to say to my unborn seed
In - case i pass away
Will my child get to feel love
Or all we all just cursed to be street thugs
Cause being black hurts
And even worse if you speak first
Livin my life as an outlaw
What could be worse？
Cause maybe if i tried to change
Who i'm kiddin？
I'ma thug, til i die
I'ma ridah man
Touch bases
Eat lunch in plus places
Regular criminal oasis
Awaits us
If there's a ghetto for true thugs, i'll see you there
And i'm sorry for not being there
Just know your daddy was a soldier
Me against the world
Bless the boys and all my little girls
Tell the lord i'm eternal
Restin in peace please
Take care of all my seeds
To my unborn child
Chorus：
I'm writing you a letter
(to my unborn child)
Wanna let you know i love you
(please take care of all my kids, my unborn child)
feel]
(to my unborn child)
I think about you everyday
I have so much to say
Pac over repeated chorus：
This letter goes out to
Born seeds that i might not get to see
Cause of this lifestyle
Just know your daddy loved you
Got nothing but love for you
And all i wanted was for you to have a better life than i did
Cause i was out here on a 24 hour, 365 grind
When you get to be my age, you'll understand
Just know i got love for ya
And i see that there's a ghetto up in heaven
There's a ghetto heaven and i'ma be there
Ha, take care, run wild, be smart
Follow the rules of the game
Maybe sometimes it's confusin
But the rules of the game is gonna get you through it
All day, everyday
Watch out for these saints and fakes
First comin down to death
Be an individual, work hard, study
Get your mind straight, trust nobody
7.Breathin
I'll be tha last muthafucka breathin'
Tell me, who be the last muthafucka breathin？
Stress, and busta free, enemies give me reason
To be the last muthafucka breathin'
Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin'
Now i'm the last muthafucka breathin'
Stress, and busta free, enemies give me reason
To be the last muthafucka breathin'
Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin'
Now i'm the last muthafucka breathin'
Woke up with 50 enemies plotten my death
All 50 seeing visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed
Had me creepin 'round corners, homie sleepin in my vest
Shit, i'm like a hostage in this troubled block
Call the cops, a thug nigga screamin westside bustin' double
glocks
Hittin corners in my chevy surburban
Liquor got me drivin up on the curb handle the steerin wheel,
swirvin'
Bless me father i'ma sinner, i'm living in hell
Let me live on the streetz cause ain't no peace for me in jail
Getten world-wide exposure
With a bunch of niggaz that don't give a fuck ridin as my
souljaz
I just release 'em on a war path, not your average killer
Westside, outlaw, bad boy killa
Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin'
I murdered all them bustaz now i'm the last muthafucka breathin'
Stress, and busta free, enemies give me reason
To be the last muthafucka breathin'
Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin'
Now i'm the last muthafucka breathin
Make sure i hold my position, stand firm in the dirt
For all my souljas gone, we burnin' the earth
Outlawz worldwide, we pack the block
Shootin' rocks at the kid, i'll bust back for pac
Ask yak, he'll tell you that it's hell down here
Stale down here, to many jails down here
Why you act like you don't hear me？
Young noble, outlaw till these muthafuckas kill me
I'm still breathin'
Now we was raised 'fuck this life', i rose my right
Holdin' on a tight grip with death in my sight
And the dark is my light, i'm sentacle, sleep-walkin', isn't
you？
Walkin' 'round town wit' a pound full of dinner food
Came a long way from a bored-day
Dead away where there's war play
Fuck grands, i'll say, rather die for my a-k
Wit' these fag ass niggaz, see-through glass ass niggaz
Only ride my niggaz, ghetto is mash ass niggaz
Breathin'
Stress, and busta free, enemies give me reason
To be the last muthafucka breathin'
Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin'
Now i'm the last muthafucka breathin'
I walk around with a knife in my back
Talkin' bout a bad day, i live a life like that
It's a fear, and i'm losin' my hair, bless the houlogans
Catch me, i'm fallin' out flat, yo, i'm ruinin'
Breathin' is suicant, no one give a fuck about me
I leaned to like it like that, when i was still wit' mommy
Besides a seed that the devil run from
In the belly of the beats, that's where the fuck we come from
And still breathin'
And still i'm totally wasted, they want me to face this
Just lost 2 of my closes, man, one of y'all can take this
But, i'm makaveli trained, simple and plain
We number 1 muthafucka, bout to do it again
Shit, pac still doin' it, you hoes can't ruin it
2 million everytime he drop, i know you fuckas losin' it
We movin' in for the kill, for a mill
We holdin' the steel, hold the wheel
I'm bout to give these niggaz somethin they can feel
Fakin' real, but we the raw on the cut
Style-bitin' thugline niggaz give it up
We hit 'em up
And we still breathin'
And we still breathin'
And we still breathin'
We'll be the last muthafucka breathin'
Stress, and busta free, enemies give me reason
To be the last muthafucka breathin'
Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin'
Now i'm the last muthafucka breathin'
Stress, and busta free, enemies give me reason
To be the last muthafucka breathin'
Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin'
Now i'm the last muthafucka breathin'
8.Happy Home
Intro
Oh man
(hey)
Yeah
(hey)
(ha ha)
Let's turn this house
Into a happy home
(this for all the homeboys)
(that couldn't)
Let's turn this house
Into a happy home
(as long as one of us got it)
(some of us got it)
Let's turn this house
Into a happy home
(you know what that is)
(stay down for me)
(ha ha)
Verse 1：
Now we been kicking it, for quite some time
Remain beside me, through my trials
In this life of crime, we done fought
So many times, i forgot to count
I never hit you, now the coward
Rather leave your house, remember back in december
When we was tight, sippin' alize and crystal
While in every night in my bedroom
Promise that i commit to you soon
Tongue kiss me everytime you see
We step inside a room, straight out the hood
We promise to be good to each other
Plus i love you so i know you goin' make a good mother
Just try to understand if i change a time
It's only cause i never owned anything that's mine
So i'm trying, you can stay with my momma but keep the drama
To a low, never call the police
I never call you bitch or hoe
We were all born hungry in this world alone
Finally moved out
My mom's house
And got a happy home
Chorus ： female singer (2pac)
Hap-py home (lets turn the house into a happy home)
Hap-py home (finally made it out of my momz house)
(got a happy home)
Hap-py home (lets turn the house into a happy home)
Happy home
(huh)
Verse 2 ：
Born through hard times ghetto child of mine
I wonder if you have to suffer for your father's crimes
To be honest it's a hard road
Just keep your faith in god
Knowin' you can be scarred though
Look at him walkin' and talkin'
A little child with my eyes and mouth
Father, watch over little seeds
Help me guide them out
Had to change my whole lifestyle
Married my baby's momma
Made her my wife now
I'm tryin' hard y'all
Maybe in time
I'll be a better man
Watching the older couples handle it like veterans
Show me the meaning of forever
And together we rise if it would
Help our child grow live together
We die
Why question my love
It's so easy to see without my family
All i'm left with is a shadow of me
After all the arguements and the nights alone
Now it's time to live the good life
Inside a happy home
Chorus ：
Hap-py home (turn the house into a happy home)
Hap-py home (finally got to live a good live inside a happy
home)
Hap-py home (turn the house into a happy home)
Hap-py home (a happy home)
Male singer (2pac) ：
All these problems got me gone,we got a family of our own
I just want a happy home (turn this house into a happy home)
Long as we just stand up alone, i'll promise i won't do you
wrong
I just want a happy home (finally made it out of my momz house)
(got a happy home)
Female singer (2pac)
Hap-py home (turn the house into a happy home)
Hap-py home (finally got to live a good live inside a happy
home)
Hap-py home (finally made it out of my momz house)
(got a happy home)
(hey)
(haha)
(turn this house into a happy home)
As long one of us got, some of us got it
(turn this house into a happy home)
9.All Out
(hellicopter propeller turning)
We goin' all out (aiiiite)
We goin' all out (aiiiite)
We goin' all out, whatch ya muthafuckin mouth niggaz
(that's right, fuck these fag niggaz)
Do it, do it, do it
Come hell or high water, down to slaughter opposers
Just another lost soul, stuck, callin' jahovah
Outlaw 'till it's over, brand as my strap
Back like a cobra, i stay drunk, cause i'm a mad man
Whenever sober, on a one man mission
My ambition to hold up the rap game
While i pluck holes in niggaz like donuts
And still down to die for all my souljas
Like hillbillies, they don't fear me
So refuse bringin' war to the city
With each breath, death before dishonor
Never let you swallow me, no appologies, your honor
A general in war, i'm the first to bomb
With a squad of trusted killers, quick to move shit heavily
armed
I'm similar to saddan, sometimes i question hussein
Like feinds frantic for that last vein, stuck in the game
I hit the scene like sandstorms, then transform, watch me
I take the figga of dirty niggaz, who all got me
While bitches wonderin who shot me
No love, keep a grudge, shootin sluggs like muammar quadaffi
Murder my friends, build a new posse
We takin' shots at papparazi, go and fly now, nigga like rocky
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper, bustin' caps to jay-z (buck buck buck buck
buck buck)
And still avoid capture, while y'all caught up in the rapture
Still after me, i'm in jamacia sippin' daqueries
No doubt
We used to havin nothin, then grabbin' somethin' and bustin'
Wanted to be the thugg-nigga, that my old man wasn't
I came to a field, catchin' cases, litigation
Niggaz playa-hatin', got me crooked in all 50 states
I'm screamin deathrow, throw my westside, ain't no thang
We was raised off drive-by's, brought up to bang
We claim mob, m.o.b. if you be specific
We control all cash from atlantic-pacific
And get this, i'm hard to kill, when i peel with this live spot
Father, how the hell did i survive, these 5 shots？
Live it up, of give it up, and my demonds
Late nite, hear them screamin'
We goin' all out !
We goin' all out, bomb first till they fall out
Take them the war route, without a doubt
Ball, which means we all ride if it's on
Each nigga handle ya own, bring it on strong
If you got bills to pay, nigga go all out
Bustas playin with ya peeps, betta go all out
Try'na see the next day, nigga go all out
Obstacles in ya way, you better go all out
I'm on my land sled, walkin' through the belly of the beats
Feelin' like i'm all out, drunk as can be
It's plain to see, that we mobb niggaz hidin' in bushes
Claimin' that they ride rough, but they soft as they cushion
They softer than bitches in the worst way, drownin' in blood
Outlawz my blood brothers, i'd die for these thuggs
Say hi to this slug, it's a shame how some niggaz on the
westcoast
Was ridin with pac, but when he died, they went pop
I'm on the jers to the fullest, like some westcoast love
But after pac stopped rappin', it ain't no westcoast thug
Just westcoast what？ to my real niggaz stuck in the street game
Cause rappers like jay-z be pumpin' kool-aid through they veins
Is it true what i'm sayin'？
Slap your soft ass to the floor
And watch my fo-fo put peek holes through your door
I ride or die, but these other fag niggaz be bitin this
It's all from my heart when i was writin' this
All out
We goin' all out, bomb first till they fall out
Take them the war route, without a doubt
Ball, which means we all ride if it's on
Each nigga handle ya own, bring it on strong
If you got bills to pay, nigga go all out
Bustas playin with ya peeps, betta go all out
Try'na see the next day, nigga go all out
Obstacles in ya way, you better go all out
Now, we all ride, and down to die who wit' us
Speak up, or get treated like you comin' to kill us
Ain't nothin but sqeallers, in this rap game, swearin' they
rough
Tattooed up, and now them niggaz swearin' they pac
Stop that, and whatch ya back, we ain't forgot 'bout cha
These glocks hot, and when shot, it'll bring the bitch up out
cha
It's me, kastro with the goattee
Walkin' like a og, cause all these fag muthafuckas owe me
I pray to the thug lord, like that muthafuckas holy
Frontline soulja, till the heavens call me
I go all out, and if you real, you real
Feel what i'm talkin' bout, cause this game is ill
I live it, forbidden fruit, shoot, 'till they feel it
Livin' proof, pac breed niggaz, they can't deal wit'
Holla back, right back, and watch ya mouth
Or get blood in it, what, we goin' all out
Nigga
We goin' all out, bomb first till they fall out
Take them the war route, without a doubt
Ball, which means we all ride if it's on
Each nigga handle ya own, bring it on strong
If you got bills to pay, nigga go all out
Bustas playin with ya peeps, betta go all out
Try'na see the next day, nigga go all out
Obstacles in ya way, you better go all out
We goin' all out, bomb first till they fall out
Take them the war route, without a doubt
Ball, which means we all ride if it's on
Each nigga handle ya own, bring it on strong
If you got bills to pay, nigga go all out
Bustas playin with ya peeps, betta go all out
Try'na see the next day, nigga go all out
Obstacles in ya way, you better go all out
Fool, you better go all out
Keep goin' all out
All my niggaz goin' all out
Without a muthafuckin' doubt
Ey, you niggaz just gon think that you gon be uhh, talkin and
slippin
On all of these muthafuckin' records, and we ain't gon say shit,
now it's 1999
It's a different grind, don't disrespect the don
10.Fuckin Wit The Wrong Nigga
Fucking with the wrong nigga
My seductive introduction, be specific
Still a loser, but exclusives what i give you when i kick it
And i'm still lifted, niggaz can't get with mr.wicked
Picture me flipping, my adversaries getting a dick swiftly
Niggaz is swinging wild but they sounds miss me
You can bring that bitch with your whole click
And still get treated shitty, business never personal
I'm up before the sun come up, i'm tired
Just a ghetto star, a droptop double r is what i'm riding
Nigga if you was half the man your bitch was
Bring your artillery, when you come for me cause we sick thugs
No hesitation when i pull and blast
Cause syke was busting
Plus bo had em ducking screaming get they cash so
So now i got the law on me, my phones tapped
So i had to send word through my lil' homies
Tell them niggaz just begin when they pull the trigger
Shit this is what you get for fucking with the wrong nigga
This is what you get when your fucking with the wrong nigga
Haha yeah nigga, peep
Before i lay me down to sleep, i pray
And thank the lord for giving me another fruitful day
I wanna be a peaceful man, but still when niggaz come for me
All i can see is getting em killed, for real its how i feel
Perfect my thoughts flowing on these reals
Make my enemies deal with my steel
They caps peel, we still cool , but you played yourself
Give em the mac and make em spray yourselves
Heeey, falling legends, clutching chrome 3 5 7
Putting two bullets to they dome, wanted to die in heaven
While calling shots nobody real, its clear its me
Ain't trying to help the fedz get a case for conspiracy
Murder my foes, get disposed of, we all homies till the death
So my true niggaz show me love
God forgive me for my lifestyle, a negative figure
But why they fucking with the wrong nigga？
You know its like
Why you fucking with the wrong nigga？
I was raised by thugs schooled by killers
Learned my mathematic skills from real drug dealers
Tried to rise but they tried me
I guess they all had to die cause we tried peace
I die on these streets, blast till they recognize
Still do or die all my niggaz getting high
Watching time fly, best strategize on a way to profit
Best organize how they ride so they can't stop it
Then keep it popping, alot of buster wanna see me fall
I fucked your bitch and now this new shit gonna fade em all
My niggaz ball, made a call for some backup
The little homiez and my dawgs in a black truck
Buck buck was the sound, as thier gats burst
No need for ambulance. baby bring the black hurse
Shoulda never fucked around buster
How you figure making moves on the wrong nigga
This what it sounds like, bing bing bing
When you fucking with the wrong nigga
Niggas getting hit when they fucking with the wrong nigga
Fucking with the wrong nigga
11.Thug N U Thug N Me(Remix)
Artist：2Pac／K-Ci／Jojo
Ay come on jojo ('pac.. hahaha)
Yeah that type of shit (maybe it's the thug in me)
You know what time it is (maybe it's the thug in me)
By age thirteen i was buckwild, good at my knuckle game
Made it through a tough childhood never be the same
Walked in my daddy's shoes
No time to be a peaceful man had to shatter fools
That's 'til i put my eyes on you
God damn, sweetheart you got some thighs on you
Now i can't wait to get you home, get you all alone
In my bedroom, baby can we bone, and get it on
Tell me lady how you like me
And if you want it harder baby, come and bite me
But do it lightly; cause that excites me to let it pop
And if you lick me right, i'll do it all night
Only got fucked by a drug dealer
Never felt the real passion of a thug nigga (haha)
Though i like the way you scream when you lovin me
I'm goin deep, it's the thug in me; so whatchu sayin girl？
A thug nigga like me, i need a thug lady like you
I got a lot of thug in me, that i wanna put in you
A thug nigga like me, i need a thug lady like you
I got a lot of thug in me, that i wanna give to you girl
＊ 'pac repeats 'maybe it's the thug in me' at various points
Moan baby when we bone it's on
It's so strong niggaz in the next room'll cum
I got ya head swingin, tongue kissin as i hit it from the back
With the bed ringin (haha)
Give me space as i lick ya face, stick the place
Synchronize so i drive when they kick the bass
Love fuckin in tha mo'nin
I get ya wet and bust a sweat, then i'm gone
Left you on yo' own girl
Tell me what you feel like, blindfolded
I'm cold do it real nice - that's if it feel right
Maybe it's the thug in me
I pull ya hair while we fuckin in the chair, when ya lovin me
Up against the wall, you can have it all; just try
Bet my kiss, can get you high, don't pass by
Grab me by my nuts when i'm lovin you
Now open up and let me put the thug in you
Say baby what's your phone number？
Be warned, i'm like a storm with my own thunder, i make the room
rumble
In and out long stroke, hold ya breath now
Close your eyes deep throat - did you like it？
Oooh i'm excited!
Cause it's a party in my bedroom, you're invited - c'mon now
Let me see ya shake your rump, tell me
How long will it take to cum, havin fun
Do it one on one and we can all get involved
First y'all do me, then i'll fuck y'all
When you call me the next day
To get sexed by a nigga in the best way
Yeah baby it's a price to pay, only play in the fast lane
When you a hustler, motherfuck a cash came
I gotcha goin wild, cause i'm lovin you
Drugged out with this motherfuckin thug in you
I don't wanna talk, i don't want no explanations
I don't got no motherfuckin explanations, y'knahmsayin？
It's the thug in me
Don't be askin why i'm pullin your hair
And why i fuck so motherfuckin thuggish
That thug passion, y'knahmean？
Bitch, no mercy
What you scared of？ didn't you come over here to get fucked？
You ain't come over here for me to be
Strokin, and all that bullshit
You came over here to get fucked
Shit, if i ain't fuck you thug style
Bitch you'd leave my house talkin bout, 'tupac can't serve me'
Won't have me crossed up in that bullshit, hahaha
Turn over! maybe it's the thug in me! ..
12.Everything They Owe
Imagine if you could go back, actually talk to the muthafuckas
That put us here (ha ha ha)you know, the first muthafuckaz
That came into the slave shit (excuse me, excuse me, look)
We back for everything you owe, no longer opressed
Cause now we over-throne those that placed us in this rotten
mess
Unless we agree on strategy and pick our enemies ride
Who stands accused of the abuse my own kind to ride
Pardon, not dis-reguaridin' what you thinkin'
But you must abandon ship, cause once i rip, your whole shit is
sinkin'
Supreme autiology, you claim the whole
Claimin' that we all drug-dealers with empy souls
That you should tempt me to roll, commit to violence
In the mists of an act of war, witnesses left silent
Shatter, black tylin-style, thoughts i throw
It remains in your brain, then ofcouse it grows
Maybe, even your babies can produce and rise
Picture a life where black babies can survive pass-fire
But we must have hope, quotin' the reverend from the pope
But refuse to turn the other cheek, we must defeat the evil
coprait
Lace me with words of destruction, and i'll explode
But supply me with the will to survive, and watch the world grow
This ain't my talkin' 'bout problems, i bring solution
Wisdom, restitution, stipulated through the constitution
You violated, now i'm back to haunt your nights
Listen to the screams of the lives you sacrificed
And incase you don't know, ghetto-born, black seeds still grow
We comin' back for everything you owe
I'm comin' collectin' the shit that belong to me
Muthafuckas are runnin' and duckin'
(how do you pleed mr. shakur ？
How do you pleed？ how do i pleed？ yes sir,
How do you pleed？ you know how i pleed,
Come on !!!)
I'm a crazy nigga on a mission, with a bad mentality
All my missles, guns, gernades, pull out the penn, free
I'm comin', comin'
Not guilty on the grounds of insanity, it was him or me
Bustin' at my innocent family, say they lookin' for keys
I was home alone, blind to the prelude
Bustin', talkin' bout 'where is the quelos', 'what you say fool
!？!？'
'where in the hell is the search warrant !？!？' 'no feed-back' is
what he uttered
Before he screamed 'nigga-muthafucka'
Dropped me to my knees, i proceed to bleed
Sufferin' them 'way-no' blows to my hands and knees
Will i survive？ as god whatchin'
I grab his gat and bust in self defense, my only option
God-damn...
Now they got me goin' to the county jail
And my family can't pay this outrageous bail
Try to offer me a deal, they told me if i squeal
Move me and my people to a mansion in brazil
Not me ! so this is how it ends, no friends
I'll be stressed, and they just re-posess my benz
Told the judge it was self-defense, but he won't listen
'till i'm bumpin' in some federal prision
Givin' everything i owe
I'm comin' collectin' the shit that belong to me
Muthafuckas are runnin' and duckin'
I'm a crazy nigga on a mission, with a bad mentality
All my missles, guns, gernades, pull out the penn, free
I'm comin'
I'm comin' collectin' the shit that belong to me
Muthafuckas are runnin' and duckin'
I'm a crazy nigga on a mission, with a bad mentality
All my missles, guns, gernades, pull out the penn, free
I'm comin', comin', comin'
13.Until The End Of Time
Artist：2Pac／R.L.From Next
Perhaps i was addicted to the dark side
Some where inside my childhood i missed my heart die
And even though we both came from the same places
The money and the fame made us all change places
How could it be through the misery
That came to pass
The hard times
Can make a true friend afraid to ask
For currency
But you could run to me when you need me
I'll never leave honestly, someone to believe in the shit we see
It's a small thing through and true
What could i do？real homies help you get through
And comin' new he'd do the same thang if he could
Cause in the hood true homies make you feel good
And happy times we be actin' up call the cops
Bringin' the cease to the peace that was on my block
It never stops, when my mama ask me will i change
I tell her yeah but it's clear i'll always be the same
Until the end of time
Change, these broken wings
I need your hands to come and heal me once again
Until the end of time
So i can fly
Until the end of time
Until the end of time
Till the end of time
Please lord forgive me for my life of sin
My hard stare seem to scare all my sister's kids
So you know, i don't hang around the house much
This all night money makin' got me outta touch, shit
Ain't flashed a smile in a long while
An unexpected birth worst of the ghetto child's
My attitude got me walkin' solo
Ride out alone in my low-low
Watchin' the whole world move in slow mo
For quite times disappear listen to the ocean
Smokin' ports think my thoughts then it's back to coastin'
Who can i trust in this cold world
My phony homey had a baby by my own girl
But i ain't trippin'
I'm a playa i ain't sweatin' him
I sex his sister had her mumbling like a mexican
His next of kin
No remorse it was meant to happen
Besides rapin' the only thing i did good was scrappin'
Until the end of time
Ha ha
Now who's to say if i was right or wrong？
To life my life as an outlaw all alone
Remain strong in this planet full of playa hatas
They conversate but death row full of demonstrators
And in the end drinkin' hennessey made all my enemies envy me
So go when i flow illuminatin' easily
Falls to they kneesthey plead for they right to breath
While beggin' me to keep the peace
Ha ha
Well i can see close into achieve
In times of danger don't freeze time to be a chief
Follow my lead i supply everything you need
An ounce of game and the trainin' to make a g
Remember me as an outcast outlaw
Another album out that's what i'm about, more
Gettin' raw 'till the day i see my casket
Buried as a g while the whole world remembers me
Until the end of time
And the angel comes down and takes me away
Memories of me
And my son's alone to stay
Inside
Until the end of time
Till the end of time
Maybe it's the thug in me
14.M.o.b.
M.o.b., nigga 'cause we mob on you tricks
And you know we keep it money over bitches
Thugs known to bust on sight
God bless my crazy life la vida loca homie livin that thug life
Been raised in violence homicide's my lullaby
Came with the homies and learned to kick it until we die
Boss players you wonder why
I live the life of a ghetto kingpin, just let me ride
Bitches and niggaz in penitentary suits
I send 'em letters and money orders and make 'em my troops
As for you females, i got no time, i gotta get mine
You cannot blind me addicted to a life of crime
My time as shorty was full of car chases
While runnin with john gotti's and scarface's
Niggas knew, i'd be the don in my own crew
A million niggaz with automatics who swarm through
You wonder who shot me here's a clue, stay alert
Cause we comin' for you, and keep it money over bitches
I blow you up on the spot, these glocks hot 'til you drop
All you wannabe cops, you don't wanna see shots
I beef deep with the police peep what these streets do to me
Actin all new to me i creep on you like puberty
You don't wanna see the bad image of this scrimmage
From here to east greenwich through every state with a sentence
Frozen weight in the cooter, ten plates to soup ya
1 2's we oughta cruise right by the state troopers
When i'm drinkin cristal, start thinkin 'bout al
Bacardi coverin my body at the wink and a smile
Bag a hottie or two, cause butter shotties for you
I got more bodies then drew, i drink mynotti on new, fuck your
crew
This type of shit i do for a petty hobby
Fuck the world it's fatal dog against everybody
My shit's phenomenal, droppin like domino
Comin with the real yo and fuck what you feel yo
This is not for all the freaks in short skirts
This is for my niggaz nationwide doin work, get your feelings
hurt
Lose mo' faith than a composure, money and the doja
Bitches is a cobra with deadly venom
Move as smooth as i get 'em, stackin g's
My niggas crosstown got ki's
Hoes get diseased and fleas, for these enemies money over
bitches
(nigga!)
I'm hittin sixteen switches, my money over bitches
The struggle continues i'll miss you on my road to riches
I'm contribed to strive never laggin
Disappear in the night with my 64 dragon, rag flaggin
As i get 'em up and leave 'em stuck
Pager blowin up but i don't give a fuck
I'm fully stocked on the block, pockets full of rocks sellin
Loc'ers and smokers engaged twenty-fo'／seven
So what can you do for me and what can i do for you
But stay true, and do the things that we do
Blinded evil-minded no option for my offspring
Reminded can't find it complications what the future brings
Losin my mind why you sweatin me all the time
I'm caught in a bind, quality time on my grind
Rather be lonely honey and dodge you like snitches
I'm 'bout my riches, money over bitches
That's from the time a nigga close his eyes i'm hopin, i hope he
awoken
Payin my own that's tokin chokin off-a glocks smokin
Money and power watch these bitches cause they skanless
Gettin niggaz fucked 'n stuck from timbuk' to los angeles
Ain't a nigga ruggeder than this grimy heine' guzzler
Cowards better duck before my calibers start rubbin ya
Me and my troops play blocks in groups, runnin in flocks
Deuce-deuce in my socks keepin a watch out for cops
Gettin kicked, i keep my mind on my riches
While uncontrolled schemes keep me choosin my money over all my
bitches
That's right nigga
Money over motherfuckin bitches
M.o.b. on 'em nigga
Keep your motherfuckin mind on your money, fuck these hoes
(thug life baby) you don't need no motherfuckin bitches
You need some motherfuckin money
Get your mind right nigga, keep your game tight
Play right play by the rules and you'll get paid fuck the fools
We up out of this bitch here
Biatch!
15.World Wide Mob Figgaz
Artist：2Pac／The Outlawz
Uhh ... World wide mob figgaz
World wide mob figga
(O-U-T-L-A-W-Z)
World wide mob figgaz
(For real, for real)
World wide mob figgaz
Check game little young punks
World wide mob figgaz
What？ Uh, uh
Put your hands up, rich niggaz throw the grands up
And what？
I got a plot to get what's mine in the nine-nine
It's my time mother fucker try to stop me busting nine-nines
Wild ridahs all I see when I open up
Baby girl fucking you now, before I blow up
You know what？
I seen your kind before, high saditty but really like it raw
In the closet like a ridah type of whore by the shore
Not sure, of who to trick on but I'm collectin these vicks when
I put the dick on her
O-U-T-L-A-W-Z
Fucking with a nigga living destructively, pump and pee Tuckin
T's up in ？
When I jump on I'm trying to handle my business full grown
Just soft niggaz, it's getting crazy after dark, where the real
thug niggaz see ya are？
We world wide mob figgaz
We got niggaz on the front line living it up
We got ladies in the back street giving it up
Ain't nothing but a thug thang (thug thang)
World wide mob figga let me see a niggaz nuts hang (nutz hang)
We got homies on the front line living it up
We got ladies in the back street giving it up
Ain't nothing but a thug thang (thug thang)
World wide mob figga let me see a niggaz nuts hang (nutz hang,
nutz hang,)
World wide mob figga let me see a niggaz nuts hang (nutz hang,
nutz hang,)
World wide mob figga let me see a niggaz nuts hang
Nigga duck down buck first, make 'em feel somethin
Shouldn't (？) if you ain't kill nuttin
You didn't kill me now you gotta face a young man got chrome
heavily armed
Outlawz did that, heavily gone
So we ride with what's left us, the best of us
Plus we wake up with our tech on us
We test yo' nuts in a heartbeat, sleep on the street
Obey the rules of the ones who want beef we'll eat
Y'all niggaz weak in a motherfuckin way it's so pitiful
I'll leave you mother fuckers critical
We heard the slick shit you said on fucking Too $hort tape
But you only stepped your way into an early wake, early grave
That's what you brave niggaz get for fucking with this
You had your chance to mob first you didn't you missed
Just switched to fake
Napoleon be the mother fucker last nigga with the gat to break
The last of fate, earthquake aftershock, is what you got
Fuckin with niggaz that give a damn about hip-hop
This how it go in our family
Busting outlawz shit is what we stand for gradually
We world wide mob figgaz
World wide mother fucking mob figgaz
Weed smoking, Gun toting, drinking
Riding on our mother fucking enemies
Y'all know how we do it
A world wide mob figure
I be the Young N-O to the B-L-E
Last name O-U-T-L-A-W-Z
M-A-R was for starters, flee the whole cartridge
Your lady blew out the squad and the whold sausage
(？), hitting donuts in a six
Sip Coronas when we bendin the corner, brothers hit
Urban legend, dirty third still reppin
Still double-S to bum rush your session
I get as dirty as birt, you just a nigga in a skirt
Drinkin Squirt, punk duck, hit the dirt
Sprint to the church that you got comin
Outlawz on the ride picture God runnin
Ain't nuttin but a thug thang, bust your brains
Pac passed the rock so we tucked the game
Under our belt, we huntin the wealth, you fuckin yourself off
Don't you know not to go against the Outlawz
World wide mob figga let me see a nigga nuts hang..
World wide mob figga let me see a nigga nuts hang..
Hey watch out man, look out
Known for doin scandalous deeds, no handlin me
Hypnotic to drugs it's the straight thug nigga in me
I swoop down and cause havoc
My rapid delivery, is automatic lettin niggaz have it
I've been labelled as a thug nigga
Since they don't sell my shit to white folks
ship it to the drug dealers
And catch a catch a nigga world wide
A fuckin mob figga West coast, who-ride
When we rob niggaz money make my squad bigger
But we ain't sell our souls
Bustin on my enemies, murder my foes
At my shows I'm a nut, lights camera time for action
Now get to clappin to my cuts, a world wide mob figga
Hey yo, get that mother fucker right there
Hey yo, K, pull out man, that mother fucker and blast
Yo Mo, get over there, get over there
Hey yo Malc, get
Bustin them mother fuckers
Hey bust on them, bust on that nigga
Hey yo Yak, c'mon, Fatal, lets get the fuck outta here
Fuck them niggaz
West Coast nigga, West Coast
World wide mother fucking mob figgaz nigga
We thug life
Nigga know what time it is
Get the fuck out of here
Any day, any day nigga, come on
Hey come the fuck on
We out nigga, westside!!!
Outlaw ridahs biatch!!!
16.Big Syke Interlude
(gunshot)
Thug life (thug life) microphone check (microphone check)
Outlaw (outlaw) microphone check (microphone check)
Where you bitch niggers coming from？ (where you bitch niggers
coming from)
You don't know (you don't know) look like you a seed (look like
you a seed)
From makaveli the don (from makaveli the don)
I can hear your style (i can hear your style)
Sounds like makaveli the don (makaveli the don)
2 pac (2pac) my nigger (my nigger)
So much trouble in the world nigger (trouble in the world
nigger)
These niggers can't feel your pain (feel your pain)
Thug life (thug life) outlaw (outlaw) forever (forever)
Oh you bitch niggers (bitch niggers)
The hardest nigger (the hardest nigger)
Ever to touch this microphone (to touch this microphone)
Got you bitch niggers trailin' his tail (trailin his tail)
I don't know if you catch up (catch up)
But yet and still (yet and still)
Keep trying nigger (keep tryin nigger) keep trying (keep trying)
Thug life (thug life) outlaw (outlaw) forever nigger (forever
nigger)
For eternity (eternity) for infinity (infinity)
So remember (so remember) makaveli the don (makaveli the don)
His thug life (thug life) lives on (lives on)
17.My Closest Roaddogz
Me and my closest road dogz
To my dog named musolini, big syke, thug life baby
The return of the mashers, you know how we do it
Hahaha!
Shit half the times we flaunt cause trouble
My closest road dog it was cool cause i love you
Fuck what they talkin bout
Let me take you back in time, rewind to eighty-nine
Introduced me to this life of crime, but we was blind
Little nappy-haired juveniles, livin wild
No smiles on our faces, thirteen catchin cases
Indeed, it was misery
Driven by my own demons, cause they was killin me
How can i be sure i'll be saved soon？
Catch me dip into the light, of a stray moon
It's gettin deeper now, let me get yo' mind right
Fuck yo' enemies, nigga grip yo' nine tight, tonight's the night
Murder murder mr. lucifer
Pictures of the devil duck when he shoot at cha, it's all
political
Runnin from the future, escapin in the fog
Live yo' life like a hog nigga, me and my closest road dogz
Every ghetto street got a crosswalk
Let me get to the other side with my road dogz
All roam in the scary place called home
Take a second victim and if they all gone, my closest road dogz
Every ghetto street got a stop sign
Can i trust in you my road dogz on mine？
Even when i'm goin through hard times
I still got my closest road dogz lookin out for all mine
Haha.. bring artillery and roll with a nigga
They could never take the soul of a m.o.b. soldier nigga
Cowards get rolled up, mob on 'em makaveli
Boy youse a boss player, that's what all the bitches tell me
Even if i died now
I live my life eternally and never lie down, why cry now？
Fooled a few but never 'came a gamer, ain't tryin to hear it
Evil spirits hide at total strangers, yo' life's in danger
Prepare nigga be aware, cause we ain't scared
M.o.b., 'til i die, when we ride niggaz disappear
Fill 'em up with pistol smoke
Never forget to blow a hole in his head
For leakin information to the feds
The burnin bed was the tellin sign
Two hired guns bustin everyone, yellin everybody die
Why the fuck they fuck around, we left 'em in the fog
Bleedin like a stuck hog, me and my closest road dogz
Fuck they feelings, that's what they get for squealin
That's the pressures of a gangsta, dangerous this drug dealin
See me in physical form, my niggaz swarm
Take the figure of a circle beatin jealous niggaz 'til they
purple
Simon says take they heads homies
And send them phony motherfuckers to dwell with all they dead
homies
Fishin for fake niggaz, observe and shake niggaz
The only way to see six figures, is break niggaz
Me and musolini set to ride we high
Big bogart got the alibi if homicide ask us way
Labelled a capo in the mob as big as the globe
To live and die as a millionaire, on ..
Set to explode, my m.o., is kill them hoes
My pistol's like a disease, my enemies and foes
Get murdered and disposed of, we in the fog
Makaveli the don, and my closest road dogz
18.Niggaz Nature(Remix)
2pac and lil' mo...how gangsta is that？
One-two, be a nigga nature
Ha ha ha
No need to cry now, go wipe your tears be a woman
Why you actin suprised？ you saw the bullshit comin
Fake hair, fake nails, fake eyes too
So why you bound to fuck with fake guys too
Ain't nuthin hard about it
Why you lookin sad？ shoulda thought about it
Say you learned, i truly doubt it
I guess you got a problem with affection, kinda loser for love
Gettin freaky wit the thug niggaz up in the club
Ask to buy you a drink, you holla don perrion
Knowin i got my cash getter, still i remain calm
Let you chill wit me,
Plus you was smiling till' bed wishing
That's what you get for tryin to dick with me
Missed me with that buy me this, buy me that syndrome shit
Bitch get a job if you wanna be rich
Gettin mad cause i curse, and i scream 'i hate cha'
Introduce you to a nigga nature
Feel me
Yes the girls need to cry
Other night, gettin' hi (yea, yea, yea)
Why you gangsta all the time？
That's a thugs nature
(that's a nigga nature)
Yea sometimes i can deal with it
I realize that i'm feelin' it
It's a love and hate relationship
But that's a thugs nature
I'll probably be nice at first first
I let you kiss me where it hurts
Me and you gettin busy slingin dick in the dirt
Bet you had a pool party cause it's cool to kick it
See us tongue kissin, you was truely wit it
Little ecstacy, hennesey mixed wit me
Picture me pay for pussy when this dicks for free
Hay now, with my niggaz that tell these hoes
Before i pay i jerk off , word to moses
Visions of you sittin there sweaty and wet
Pointin to the places that you want me to hit
Gimme room all up in the womb call the cops
Nigga, hitin' walls all til them bastards drop
Label me makaveli thug nigga wit pipe
Livin life like a rocks stars friday night
Make money, get pussy always keep a pager
Cellphone in the ride to complete my nature now
Yes the girls need to cry (need to cry)
Other night, gettin' hi (yea, yea)
Why you gangsta all the time？
That's a thugs nature (everyday)
Yea sometimes i can deal with it
I realize that i'm feelin' it (yea, yea)
It's a love and hate relationship
But that's a thugs nature
Started as a seed from the semen
Straight outta papa's nuts
Lustin for creamin, bitches with big butts
Curves makin nigga cry, tits and shit
When i'm locked down, beggin you for porno flicks
Sneak weed in, help a nigga pass the time
Put my name tattoed so that ass is mine
Tell everybody pac put it down for good
A local legend thru the whole hood
Follow me, i got a gun on me
Going for none on the run baby
You know a nigga need some, is for some crazy
Why cry, when i'll be thuggin till i die
Picture a nigga in heaven high off weed i fly
Got me missin dead homies, wish these phoneys would die
Hit the weed ＆ hope it get me high
Dear god understand my ways, livin major
Blessed with a thugs heart, in a real live nigga nature
Yes the girls need to cry
Other night, gettin' hi (whoa, euuu, whoa)
Why you gangsta all the time？
That's a thugs nature
(that's a nigga nature)
Yea sometimes i can deal with it
I realize that i'm feelin' it
It's a love and hate relationship
But that's a thugs nature
(that's a nigga nature)
Yes the girls need to cry
Other night, gettin' hi
Why you gangsta all the time？
That's a thugs nature
(this be a nigga nature)
Yea sometimes i can deal with it
I realize that i'm feelin' it
It's a love and hate relationship
But that's a thugs nature
('cause that's a nigga nature)
(it ain't my fault)
(qd, where you be？)
(don't blame me, blame mamma, a nigga nature)
(qdiii and lil' mo, 2pac puttin' it down for sho (cause that's a
nigga nature)
I realize that i'm feelin' it, cause that's a thugs nature
I know sometimes i can deal with it
I realize i'm feelin' it
Love and hate relationship
Cause that's a thugs nature)
(cause that's a nigga nature)
(yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea)
19.When Thugz Cry
Intro：
When thugz cry
Now i lay me down to sleep
I pray to lord my guns to keep
If i die before i wake
I pray to lord my soul to take
Got us dying
When thugz cry
Times is hard
Verse one：
Born thuggin' and lovin'
The way i came up, big money clutchin'
Bustin' while evadin' cocaine bust
My po's rushin'
To my cushin' into insanity
They shot at my cousin now we bustin' at they whole family
These cowards wanna see me burried, i ain't worried
I got a line on the d.a. cause i'm fuckin' the secretary
I black out, start cussin, bust 'em, and touch 'em all
They panicin' bitches duckin', i rush 'em, and fuck 'em all
Probably be an old man before i understand
Why i had to live my life with pistols close in hand
Kidnapped my homie sister cut her face up bad
They even raped her so we blazed they pad
Automatic shots rang out, on every block
They puttin hits on politicians even cops
I ain't lyin', they got me sleepin' with my infrared beams
And in my dreams i hear muthafuckas screamin'
What is the meanin'？
When thugz cry
Chorus：
Oh why
Should you send your child off to die
In the streets of chalk
When they die
Let the rocks cry out
When thugz cry
Dear god
(when thugz cry)
Oh why
Does it have to be this way ahh
Children of today won't stay by
(when thugz cry)
Let the children hear
When thugz cry
Dear god
Oh why
(ha)
Verse two：
Maybe my addiction to friction got me buggin'
Where is the love, never quit my ambitionz to thug
Ain't shed a tear since the old school years of elementary
Niggaz i used to love they closed the penitentiary
Still homie keep it real, how does it feel？
To loose your life over somethin' that you did as a kid
You all alone no communication, block on the phone
Don't get along with your pops and plus your moms is gone
Where did we go wrong？ i put my soul in this song
To help us grow in time but now our minds is gone
We went from brothas and sistas to niggaz and bitches
We went from welfare livin' to worldwide riches
But somethin' change in this dirty game
Everythin' strange, lost all my homies over cocaine, man
See they ask me if i shed a tear, i ain't lie
See, you gotta get high or die
Cause even thugz cry
Chorus：
Oh why
Should you send your child off to die
In the streets of chalk
(when thugz cry)
When they die
(we don't shed tears, we shed blood)
Let the rocks cry out
When thugz cry
(do you still wanna be a thug)
Dear god
Oh why
Does it have to be this way ahh
Children of today won't stay by
Let the children hear
When thugz cry
Dear god
Oh why
Verse three：
And all i see are these paraniod bitches, illegal inventions
Bustin' muthafuckas with upper cuts, i leave 'em with dentures
Cause in my criminal mind nobody violates the don
I write your name on a piece of paper, and now your family's
gone
Well perpetrate like you could handle my team
So merciless in mind try to take command of your dreams
Leavin muthafuckas drowin in they own blood
Clown and taking pictures
Later, laugh about the punk bitches
That turn snitches
Regulate my area the terror i represent
Make your people disappear, your wonderin' where they went
Am i cold, or is it just i sold my soul？
Addicted to the streets
Never find true peace i'm told
Come take my body, god
Don't let me suffer any longer
Smoke a pound of marijuana so i know it ain't long
Where is the end to all my misery？
Is there a close？
I suppose that's why i murder my foes
When thugz cry
Chorus：
Oh why
Should you send your child off to die
In the streets of chalk
(i shed tattoo tearz for years)
When they die
Let the rocks cry out
(to my dead homeboyz and the prison peace)
When thugz cry
Dear god
Oh why
(yall ain't never heard my cries, nigga, what about if you would
die)
Does it have to be this way ahh
Children of today won't stay by
Let the children hear
When thugz cry
Dear god
Repeat chorus until fade
20.U Don't Have 2 Worry
Yo c'mon man, what do you mean you don't wanna ride with me
nigga
C'mon, get in the car, get in the fuckin car man
Yo why you trippin man？ get in the fuckin car man
Get in the fuckin car.. get in the car
(heh, say you, you scared to ride in my car
Cause you, you think niggaz gon' be blastin at it
It ain't even that deep baby)
You don't have to worry you can ride with me now
Niggaz are quick to scream how they die for me now
Only got one click, we outlawz on the row
Fair exchange when we fuck them hoes
Repetitive blows are thrown, to my foes
No love shown get disposed of blasted full blown
My unknown tendencies to mash my car
Getting wicked with my ski-mask, find the stash and dump
Why niggaz run i'm the last one standin the rest die
Victims of my lethal chrome cannon, westside
Though it's worldwide no one can deny my views
Tracked it to my very fabric once the plastic blew
Five shots changed my whole life, throats were slit
Niggaz die by my orders when i wrote this shit
Though we go back like wild knights at latin quarters
Niggaz tried to kill me, and i fed they wife and they daughters
Blazed the weed, draped they seeds, gave 'em cash
Pass the fame and let the game go rollin past
Why you change, it's a cold world taught me life
Retaliation proves niggaz never caught me right
Say they shot me in my nuts, out of luck quick
Bullshit nigga cause i'm still fuckin yo' bitch
Niggaz got me twisted in a bad way, why you change？
Fuck with me, all this shit pay, nigga fuck the fame
Don't remember 'hit 'em up,' don't make us do it once.. more
Yo' niggaz know, you ain't fucking with them out..lawz
We keep souljas, souljas from compton to brooklyn
Your the type to get sniped, when the cops is lookin
Don't nobody give a fuck cause you done crossed the game
Lost in fame, and you should take, all the blame
You made yo' bed nigga lay in it
Scared to come up out that cell nigga stay in it
It's not a game only got one click we outlawz from the do'
Dirt stains when i buck on the fo', you kissin the flo'
We dirty as the motherfuckin streetz of jerz
We sweep niggaz with the words though the heat's preferred
Holla
You don't have to worry you can ride with me now
Niggaz are quick to scream how they die for me now
Only got one click, they outlawz on the row
Fair exchange when we fuck these hoes, let the punks know
'pac i wish i was in the motherfuckin car wit'cha
I'd have took every bullet that they threw, hand of god nigga
I only got one click, outlawz 'til i'm gone
Heavy in the game and we coming for they fuckin throne
The love is gone well it is what it is
And plottin on us, they best be prayin for they kids, mayne
You don't have to worry cause i ride for ya
Like k said over loyal even tell bout a lie for ya
You put me in the game and dog i owe it all to ya
And when it get to poppin i'ma fuckin ball for ya
And everything i do gon' have your names on it
I'll never let them forget i put my seeds on it
You gon' die before yo' time, come face the truth
In the middle of the desert nigga lace your boots
As a youth, hundred proof, tap my chest is a dead rest
You studio niggaz still remind your vest
Why the fuck you ain't done yet swallow yo' teeth
In the field you woulda been need a straw when you eat
Fuck a glock nine that shit is weak on the streets
And if you can't strategize then you just can't eat
If your life in another nigga hand, you deaded
And if it's beef and your man disappear then don't sweat it
Another fake nigga usin my strengths to get credit
I mean (？) face sound scared but your heartbeat said it
I was born ugly, unlucky and dusty
But now i'm a rider, connivin gutsy
And i don't trust nobody, so don't nobody trust me
And that's how i'ma go about it 'til somebody bust me
I play for keeps like the og's raised me
If i sleep i won't eat, who gonna feed my baby？
And i think i'm goin crazy cause my hair is gettin thiner
I've been drinkin on the daily, i can hardly remember
I got - bad nerves, paranoia destroyed me
I love the lord but the church can't cure me
I sleep light, i wake peekin out my window
With guns under my mattress and guns under the pillow
And that's the way it's gonna be 'til they bury me
But don't twist it cause none of y'all niggaz worry me
What the fuck you didn't know？
Kizza-kastro, young noble with the criminal flow
You nervous nelly ass niggas belly up in the river, no dizoubt
Y'all niggaz can't fade me with the clippers
We put it down, look around, 'til we find you we hound
Penitentiary bound, to remind you
Kadafi i bring the lingo to the click
Tasty like a pringle, sneakin through your chimney like kris
kringle
On some shit, get me free to let my ice click
Ka-pling, ka-plow, i been a thug shootin slugs since a child
Let the punks know (repeat 3x)
21.This Ain't Livin
Intro -
This ain't livin;
1st verse -
Nigga;
I hear even the smaller 'g's be dippin' chevy impalas;
While flossin' they gold d's;
O.g's is who they follow;
We swallow tomorrow's seeds;
What we leave is hollow;
We feed violence and greed;
Let 'em lead tomorrow;
In time they grippin' nines;
Sippin' wine they wild;
Still i be starin';
Watch the parents sacrifice they child;
The love's gone;
A thug's home;
With no love feelin' so strong;
Make young boys in the club dealers;
Now one's for adolescents;
Now dose for doughs;
Keep your friends by your side;
Even close your foes;
Now three for johnny law;
Tryin' to take my chips;
I never pulled the trigger;
Didn't touch that bitch;
Throw your hands in the air;
It's a robbery;
_________ think of pac;
Would you ride with me？;
Let's go see what our enemies talkin' 'bout;
When 'g's enter the house nobody's walkin' out;
This ain't livin;
It's similar to prison;
We're trapped;
My homies jealous plus they tell us that the phones is tapped;
I watch my back twenty-four seven;
And never let a busta send a 'g' to ghetto heaven;
Y-ou know;
This is how it goes;
When we floss with flows;
Before i toss your hoes;
It would cost you mo';
I do shows;
Make a lotta dough;
Murder my foes;
But i'd give it all up - if it would help you grow;
This ain't livin;
Hook 1 -
(singer)
Takes a life to make a life;
Livin in a world of crime -
And i -
Can't find a better way to breakthrough;
(pac)
This ain't livin;
(singer)
This ain't livin' - i gotta do what i gotta do;
(pac)
This ain't livin;
(singer)
Takes a life to make a life;
Livin in a world of crime -
And i -
Can't find a better way to breakthrough;
This ain't livin' - i gotta do what i gotta do;
2nd verse -
Peep;
Gunfire is produced at alarmin' rates;
Today's youth quick to shoot;
Get in the car and break;
It takes a nation of millions;
If we intend to stop the killin';
Just search your feelin's;
Participation should be appealin';
They our seeds;
And when they bleed we bleed;
That's what becomes of lonely children;
They turn to 'g's;
Heavenly father can you rescue？;
My young nation - rest;
The lord will protect you;
Respect due;
Not a threat;
As i step in blue;
And check those that opposed when i froze them fools;
And who are you - to watch me fall father;
I disappeared and reappeared as the _____________;
(my guess is 'as the don killuminati')
Follow me now;
Skippin' class and livin' fast;
Will get your ass;
Stuck in the pen;
Doin' life plus ten;
Young brother pump your brakes for me;
Before you choke;
Won't you soak up some game from your big homie;
This ain't livin';
We givin' you jewels;
Use 'em as tools;
Explode on the industry;
And fade them fools;
You know the rules;
Gotta be a ridah;
You can run the redlights but read the street signs;
Hey;
This for all of y'all to keep on raisin' hell;
Put a pistol in your hand and let you fade yourself;
It ain't right;
What you put your mama through;
Young 'g';
Gotta change your life;
Take the game from me;
This ain't livin';
Outro -
(singer)
Takes a life to make a life;
Livin in a world of crime -
And i -
Can't find a better way to breakthrough;
This ain't livin' - i gotta do what i gotta do;
(singer)
Takes a life to make a life;
Livin in a world of crime -
And i -
Can't find a better way to breakthrough;
This ain't livin' - i gotta do what i gotta do;
(singer)
Takes a life to make a life;
Livin in a world of crime -
And i -
Can't find a better way to breakthrough;
This ain't livin' - i gotta do what i gotta do;
(singer)
Takes a life to make a life;
Livin in a world of crime -
And i
- can't find a better way to breakthrough;
This ain't livin' - i gotta do what i gotta do;
22.Why You Turning On Me ？
Intro：
Those old switcho ass bitch made mufuckaz
Outlaw nigga, westside throw it up
Hahaha
Use to have love for 'em
Why u turning on
(why me？)
Westside! how you do it ？
Verse 1 ：
I went from nothing to something
Now they all see me fall
And the playahaters hate to see a thug hit the ballers
They say we hate the eastcoast
But thats funny
Got a lot of love for any niggas getting money
I made a song about my enemies and niggas trip
It was hip-hop until 2pac fucked biggie's bitch
You'll niggas need to get your bitch made
Either love me or hate me
But real thug niggas get paid
Have me catching cases all across the nation
I went to jail to bail to barely on probation
And got a playa facing three strikes and we might
Just blast god bless the child that can get cash
But all these niggas turning and never learn
Got a long line of niggas playa hating me
But getting bird
Talk a lot of shit
But you trick and trash
Like the mac making a fall back
And stick your ass for back staping
Chorus ： - (2pac)
Why you want to turn on me
I never thought you were back stabb me
(why you turning on me？ why me？)
When you niggaz see me, you flee (why me？)
Cause i'm a t-h-nigga-u-g
(why me？)
Why you want to turn on me
I never thought you were back stabb me
When you niggaz see me, you flee (yeah nigga)
Cause i'm a t-h-nigga-u-g
Verse 2 ：
It started so innocent
But ended in the fiftiesm
I vote you juvenile deliquents
We still peacing
Plain catching hits
You diss the herts
Fuck school you was skipping (haha)
You were sleeping on the curb
Me and you no close than two
While drinking brew
What you need nigga
Anything it will come to me nigga
You can wear my clothes and my gold for the hoes
Gave you the keys to the jeep
Offer my home as an open door
But then you victimed in a direction
In a blink of an eye
My time away just made perfection
Did you think i would die？
I never got a single visit
Yet i carry on
All my old friends to busy now my money is gone
Said i got raped in jail picture that (hahaha)
Revenge is a pay back bitch
Get your gat
Fuck (blank) and i pay back, bitch
On the next knit down your throat
For turning on me
Chorus ： - (2pac)
Why you want to turn on me
I never thought you were back stabb me
(why you turning on me？)
When you niggaz see me, you flee (why me？)
Cause i'm a t-h-nigga-u-g
(why me？)
Why you want to turn on me
I never thought you were back stabb me
When you niggaz see me, you flee
Cause i'm a t-h-nigga-u-g
Outro：
I'll put jenny craig on your fat ass,
You fatro, anybody seen (blank)
Fat ass, why you always wearing spandex, you fat bitch,
I know your pussy stinks, you fat hoe,
I'm putting jenny craig on you bitch, i'm about to
Put a $20,000 dollar hit through jenny craig to come find your
fat ass
And put you in a fat farm bitch,
You fat bitch, thug life, outlawz, wetside, bitch,
It's tupac so you now who said it,
And everybody who didn't like what i said about that other trick
mobb deep,
Fuck you too nigga,
If the nigga didn't want to get talked about,
He never should have stepped in the mothafuckn ring,
If tyson doesn't want to get knocked out,
He don't step in the mothafuckn ring,
That's how the shit goes,
When tyson get in the fuckn ring, he knocks mothafuckas out,
Well that's what tupac going to do,
When niggas come against me, i'm going to knock their punk ass
out,
One way or the mothafuckn other,
This own mothafucka is nigga and it's outo nigga,
Theres more than one way to skin a gat,
Theres more than one way to shoot a gat,
Theres one more than one way to die nigga,
When i'm through everybody cry's nigga,
This is how we do it
Outro chorus ： - (2pac)
Why you want to turn on me
I never thought you were back stabb me
(why you turning on me？)
When you niggaz see me, you flee (why me？)
Cause i'm a t-h-nigga-u-g
Why you want to turn on me
I never thought you were back stabb me
When you niggaz see me, you flee
Cause i'm a t-h-nigga-u-g
(fuck you too!!)
23.Last Ones Left
Nigga westside
Westside in this motherfucker
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Can't nobody stop us when we blunted up and swervin
Packed in a suburban, screamin outlaw runin on the curb
They never try me cause right behind me your killer team
I get a word cut the head off a nigga like a guillotine
This hennessey'll keep me calm though
Sittin in the back of the club, tradin convo
Livin like a don in my own mind
Signal kadafi, nigga watch me with the chrome nine
All the time drinkin champagne
Walk through the crowd let the tramps hang
Niggas playa hate but do a damn thing
Picture me doin eighty down a one way
Stuck in the trunk, caught with gun play
So i gotta keep my eyes open
Gettin high, wonder why we gotta die smokin
My alibi, i'm victory
Like them other vile men i'm marked for death
Spendin my nights like its the last one left
I'm an outlaw
Am i wrong, i wanna get it goin on
Last to leave, till i see everybodys gone
I'm at the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor
Puffin on a sweet swisher i'm the last one left
Tell me am i wrong, i wanna get it goin on
Last to leave until i see everybodys gone
I'm at the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor
Puffin on a sweet swisher, guess i'm the last one left
I got my back against the wall
Gat chillin by my balls
Prior to war is rider nigga only five six tall
Napoleon only knows on we outlaws fuck fear
Better strap down to the feelins cause we out yeah
Thug passion all up in me
Feelin like i took some henne
It aint easy i'm tryin to make a dollar out of two pennies
What we got with these rap niggas
Wanna pull they're gat niggas
Only got my side cause they think pac die nigga
Last niggas with our tape
Take a shot within our vest
Pac come and catch weight
Nigga we the last ones left
If we woulda known the zone inside my own dome
Fresh outs jail it was hell but i'm probably home
Lookin for niggas that was roofin that shit when i was locked
back
Hands on the pump, makem jump when its cocked back
Fuckem all they're bitches inside a world of weak
Bitch niggas be afraid to speak
We the last ones left
Tell me am i wrong, i wanna get it goin on
Last to leave, till i see everybodys gone
At the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor
Puffin on a sweet swisher like i'm the last one left
Am i wrong, i wanna get it goin on
Last to leave till i see everybodys gone
At the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor
Puffin on a sweet swisher, last one left
Am i wrong, i wanna get it goin on
Last to leave till i see everybodys gone
At the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor (yeah)
Puffin on a sweet swisher, i'm the last one left
I eat and sleep the worst shit, turfs and birth
Me and my team super supreme putin in work
I'm passed out, drunk as a fuck, till it hurt
And i call earl screamin fuck the world
I got a bitch on the side wanna be my wife
And wify beefin wanna know if she gonna see me tonight
And i know it aint right, but its the life i got
And thats until i see yak
And thats until i see pac
Young know i lost a troll somebody owed me down
And if the world was a girl i'd stick my dick in the ground
Fuck the world
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Yeah
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Uh
Outlaw in this motherfucker right here
Outlaws in this motherfucker
Uh
In this motherfucker right here
In this motherfucker
Uh
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Uh
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Uh
Outlaw in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Uh
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside
(＊fades out＊)
24.Thug N U Thug N Me
Put me in that; ay come on jojo ('pac.. hahaha)
Yeah that type of shit (maybe it's the thug in me)
You know what time it is (maybe it's the thug in me)
By age thirteen i was buckwild, good at my knuckle game
Made it through a tough childhood never be the same
Walked in my daddy's shoes
No time to be a peaceful man had to shatter fools
That's 'til i put my eyes on you
God damn, sweetheart you got some thighs on you
Now i can't wait to get you home, get you all alone
In my bedroom, baby can we bone, and get it on
Tell me lady how you like me
And if you want it harder baby, come and bite me
But do it lightly; cause that excites me to let it pop
And if you lick me right, i'll do it all night
Only got fucked by a drug dealer
Never felt the real passion of a thug nigga (haha)
Though i like the way you scream when you lovin me
I'm goin deep, it's the thug in me; so whatchu sayin girl？
A thug nigga like me, i need a thug lady like you
Got a lot of thug in me, that i wanna put in you
A thug nigga like me, i need a thug lady like you
Got a lot of thug in me, that i wanna give to you
＊ 'pac repeats 'maybe it's the thug in me' at various points
Moan baby when we bone it's on
It's so strong niggaz in the next room'll cum
I got ya head swingin, tongue kissin as i hit it from the back
With the bed ringin (haha)
Give me space as i lick ya face, stick the place
Synchronize so i drive when they kick the bass
Love fuckin in tha mo'nin
I get ya wet and bust a sweat, then i'm gone
Left you on yo' own girl
Tell me what you feel like, blindfolded
I'm cold do it real nice - that's if it feel right
Maybe it's the thug in me
I pull ya hair while we fuckin in the chair, when ya lovin me
Up against the wall, you can have it all; just try
Bet my kiss, can get you high, don't pass by
Grab me by my nuts when i'm lovin you
Now open up and let me put the thug in you
Say baby what's your phone number？
Be warned, i'm like a storm with my own thunder, i make the room
rumble
In and out long stroke, hold ya breath now
Close your eyes deep throat - did you like it？
Oooh i'm excited!
Cause it's a party in my bedroom, you're invited - c'mon now
Let me see ya shake your rump, tell me
How long will it take to cum, havin fun
Do it one on one and we can all get involved
First y'all do me, then i'll fuck y'all
When you call me the next day
To get sexed by a nigga in the best way
Yeah baby it's a price to pay, only play in the fast lane
When you a hustler, motherfuck a cash came
I gotcha goin wild, cause i'm lovin you
Drugged out with this motherfuckin thug in you
I don't wanna talk, i don't want no explanations
I don't got no motherfuckin explanations, y'knahmsayin？
It's the thug in me
Don't be askin why i'm pullin your hair
And why i fuck so motherfuckin thuggish
That thug passion, y'knahmean？
Bitch, no mercy
What you scared of？ didn't you come over here to get fucked？
You ain't come over here for me to be
Strokin, and all that bullshit
You came over here to get fucked
Shit, if i ain't fuck you thug style
Bitch you'd leave my house talkin bout, 'tupac can't serve me'
Won't have me crossed up in that bullshit, hahaha
Turn over!
Maybe it's the thug in me!
(that too baby..)
(ohh yeah, ohh that's right.. mhmm.. okay.. okay baby.. yeah..)
25.Words To My First Born
(2pac)
Hahaha
Yeah, these r my words to my firstborn
U know what time it is
These r my words to my firstborn
Nothin left to give
Verse 1
Now can ya picture young niggaz in a rush to grow
To old timers in the pen had to crush his throat
Probably never even saw it comin
Too busy bullshittin, caught him wit his mouth runnin
Ain't this a bitch they got me twisted in this game
The feds and the punk police pointin pistols at my brain
I wonder if i'm wrong cause i'm thugged out
My homies murdered execution style runnin out the drug house
What was supposed to be a easy hit
Now things r changed cause niggaz died over bullshit
Inside my dreams i'm seein pictures of a broken man
No witnesses only questions of who smoked the man
Young adolescents in our prime livin a life of crime
Though it ain't logical we hobblin through these tryin times
Livin blind lord help me with my troubled soul
Why all my homies had to die before they got to grow
And right before i put my head on the pillow say a prayer
One love to the thugs in heaven i'll see ya there
It's written for the young and dumb that wasn't born
Help ya make it through the storm
My words to my firstborn, feel me
My words to my firstborn
My words to my firstborn
Since my very first day on this earth i was cursed
So i knew that the birth of a child would make my life worse
And though it hurt me there was no distortion
Cause wild seeds can't grow we need more abortions
Quiet ya soul, cause ya know what ya had to do
And so did victims of a world they never came to
I understand it's a better day comin
Sometimes catch me sleepin on a dead end drivin with the car
runnin
Blinded
Ain't no love in the hood only hearts torn
Love letters to the innocent and unborn
All the babies that died up on the table
Cause the family wasn't able
Can't blame em i would do the same
All i had to give it was my debt and my last name
Cause in the game things change livin up and down
This hard life got me walkin with my head down
Flashin frowns wasn't meant to be was i wrong
But i'll never get to know so i carry on
It's written for the young and dumb that wasn't born
My words to my first born, feel me
My words to my firstborn
(my nigga nutso up in this bitch)
These are my words to my firstborn
(hey nigga talk to ya boy, talk to ya seed nigga)
(nutso)
I'm just another thug nigga trapped up in this ghetto life
And endless hustle, strugglin tryin to settle right
And doin dirt ain't savin me
But the streets is the only thing payin me
Feel me
Runnin with g's stackin g's packin heat
Mob life till this muthafuckas wack me
Stackin greenery thuggin till i die
Pickin up so much drank i'm gettin high
Got the feds on me
And they label me a bad crook
Thinkin i'm the reason this nigga got his hat took
On the run, now daddy gotta pack a gun
Cause these niggaz wanna make u the last one
About these riches and jealous bitches and things u gon be
sellin through
And if i die, remember that it's all love and i'm by your side
every night
Don't be a loser, choose your dreams do your thing
Go solo cause these cold ho's will twist u up like shoe strings
Open your eyez don't let these haters get you
Roll up and diss you
My words to my firstborn
(2pac talking)
Words to my muthafuckin seed
You feel me
Nigga don't know what's gonna happen come tomorrow or the next
day
Muthafucka be here today be gone tomorrow i done seen it happen
Muthafucka get two put to his head he no longer existin
Thats what i'm talkin about
What u gonna tell ya kids nigga, who was u, what was u doin, how
did u put it
Down
These r my words to my muthafuckin firstborn
So he can know, ya know wha i mean
Haha
Ain't nothin buy a muthafuckin ridah
Westside till i die
Thats all it was
These some crooked ass ？？？ dealin muthafuckaz
I just play to win
Muthafucka gotta bet against the odds
Know what i mean, rollin with muthafuckin ？？？, sometimes u hit 7
11,
Sometimes u cramp out,
Thats just a chance a muthafucka take when u a ridah though
These r my words to my muthafuckin firstborn, me and my nigga
nutso,
Representin thugs all over this muthafucka
Worldwide, you know what time it is
All the abortion clinics, all the babies that died of
miscarriage, you know
What time it is
We out this bitch
26.Let Em Have It(Remix)
Artist：2Pac／Left Eye
Now you've been actin like you want it for a long time
All up in a nigga face, givin me them strong vibes
Look in my eyes and you'll find peace
A gemini, so you really blow my mind freak, c'mon
I got my clothes off, hard as a nigga in jail
Skinny niggaz throw the dick well
Everybody get they condoms, brother cause it's time to fuck
Hurry up and put it on nigga, time is up
What's next got my mind on some group sex
Where you goin baby, i ain't even through yet
Do it like a true vet, love it how i threw it to ya
Even now make it good to ya, remember me？
I love fuckin slow with the lights low
Black puerto rican even white hoes, bellisimo
Que linda, dame beso, come to papi
Fuck until the shit is sloppy, if you really want it
If you really want it
Alright all my real niggaz and my real bitches
Let me see you do it like this, c'mon
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, rock your body
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, we came to
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, rock your body
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body..
Do you, you remember the time
When you absolutely, said never let it inside
Feel it's my duty, from gemini, to gemini
Can you imagine the trouble come bustin double, i'm much obliged
See i would love to go and take a ride
Have total leeway up and down your freeway, nothin to hide
If i was committed to suicide
I'd fuck around meet you now put it down, i'd testify
Ain't nobody here to understand the reason why
It's you and i, so everything is rectified
I know you tried, you even made a nigga cry
But love is blind, now can you stand the test of time？
Redefine, what it means to be an open mind
Feel the climax..
I bust a round for you, painted the perfect picture
I'm down for you, can't wait to get witcha
Rock, your body body, rock your body
Rock, your body body, rock your body
Damn..
If you really want it
You like that？ yeah
If you really want it
Rock, your body body, rock your body
Rock, your body body, rock your body
Don't hold back.. (？)
Yeah, yeah, i feel you
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, we came to
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, rock your body
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body..
See, it all started simple, turned into me lickin the nipples
Fuckin you doggie style to this instrumental
Hands up, all up inside ya, hell i can stand ya
Eyes open i don't plan to bust, just hold on
Baby let me zone in, whaddyou mean？
Can you scream let it go beotch, how does it feel？
Got a nigga like steel in ya, to keep goin
Now i'm fuckin like i'm killin ya, let's go another round
Baby is you down really, two shots of ecstasy
Lick a nigga down silly, your body next to me
I could touch you inside, and you'll cry
So good when a nigga leave, you'll die
My mama told me baby be a man put it on her
Hittin bitches like, switches comin around the corner
I wanna let me get my ride on
It's yo' dick baby but it's my song, now if you really want it
Gots to send this one out to the freaky bitches
Definitely all the scorpios, and the geminis, and the virgos
You know i know the truth about you scorpios and you virgos
No doubt gotta give it to the capricorns
They some freaks too on the down down
The libras, they like it even but they still like fuckin
No doubt, aquariuses, libras, i said those
Leos, yeah they some freaks, leos is freaks
They always wanna run shit in bed
Sagitarrius, taurus.. cancer, all you freaky fucks
I'm a zodiac fucker i'll do you all one at a time
And all day long, let's get busy!
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, rock your body
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, we came to
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, rock your body
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body..
27.Runnin On E
Artist：2Pac／The Outlawz
If you a bad boy
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They fucked up when the rob me
Put another contract on mobb deep
I focus my locus thought on my enemies
Sip off the hennessey it's necessary to finish me
I'm in this social immortal when it comes to the phone book
Jersey them niggas they think i'm crazy and creepy
And as we speak they tryin to find me a therapist
Rapid fire i clap and hire till you die a liar
Strap in back to the corners droppin on to spin the tires
My man define ya 357 anaconda
This enough to bring your mama then turn around and hear the
drama
Havoc i gotta have it steady blastin at prodigy
Mobb 6 feet deep you try to blast me till death
And i suppose you got the dopest moves like chucky on fresh
You know the verdict, who what when why he died murdered
Get your physical diverted and your vision deserted
Ever since mama got fucked and papa ducked out
Look at us murderous thugs showin less love in the drug house
Similar to savage it's a wonder we manage
Bring chaos causin damage on our quest for cabbage
They ask my style similar to cash we flaunt it
Most wanted by the population murdered you for it
Exploit your weakness revenge flow deep without release
Criminal orders across the waters bringin the war to the streets
Why fear me, fear the shit i speak
Once this shit drop it's heard on every fuckin street
Like the sound of police who run the street really
And every hood let you grow
From the hustlaz up at harlem to the shot callers in o'
And though, congress, don't want us to progress our step
My homie buried at an early age hustled to death
His last breath, a lesson i posses like jewels
Stay thugged out keep it movin'
Halfway thugs are buged when we stalk the streets
Sort of like thugs and narcotics when we walk the streets
You speak the big pussy throw down and drop it
Hit you with 6 shots lay the law down and throw the shells in my
pocket
Getting mine with nine coked extorting
Block shots with 22's with my socks with the butt hangin out the
chalk
You never seen time i travel across the mean crime
My rolls like a million dollar bills folded in green slime
With my foes erased drink my henney straight no chasin
Catch my body like haitian 5 minutes from the station
Hit the hole like allen iverson with confidence
The bigger prick don't mean no evidence or proof the i was
present
At the scene of the crime around 10 niggas bleed
After they made this punk fag motherfucker bleed
All the money was bloody as shit, y'all niggas shoulda seen it
Bust a cap and freak with, bow down on your knees shit
The glock to your head nigga, don't let inside action
Hit innocent by-standers when he blasted, shot fucken backwards
Little homies puttin work for stripes
But is it worth your life a g-rides runnin red lights
I wish somebody would have t old me then
Since i'm an outlaw like napolean ain't no cell they can hold me
in
Caucassian crazy like arabians
Hold this spot like some niggas fade me in having the scene
chase me
When they want the product nigga i got the smoke
Got the weed and the coke what you need what you want
What you working with i'm some immortal shit
Outlawz we straight hurtin shit use artillery to murder with
Put then on the box gangsta party like pac
Lifes hard from the ox me and my niggas on top
I know the law hate me dearly, comin for me
We outlaws, thugged out, niggas runnin on e
With the leaded pac, fuck the law
Carry steal cause i live in the nigga side of the law
Ridin' foes cause i can't let hoes catch me slippin
Quick to blow and dispose if you block on hittin
Ridin high, blazing, kryptonite got a nigga dazing
Burpin and smurkin got on his knees before i grave em
Ride em, look behind him, i see him, he slipped
At a stop light in a growin night, this motherfucken trick
Slide over so i can dip and put it in him
Damn, i guess this motherfucker know that i sent it
Hit the pedal now we high speeding
With the metal trying to make these motherfuckers die freezing
Up the way i seen him slow down
Shit!! i think i'm gonna bust these hoes down
Caught them runnin on e it kind of funny to me
They know they was fuckin with me but they dumb to see
Open up fire watchin me spy when my shells split em
Plus all them tricks and the bitches go to hell with em
Fuck em they phony claimin they homies but the foes
Speakin on thug niggas daily while we nailing they hoes
Explode boldly at my stage shows and formation
Words known to spray blaze as i raise my thug nation
Crooked thoughts cops get bought no longer caught
Did you cry when my girl died
Put out the hit politc niggas worldwide grabbin my dick
I'll never learn take away the pain with sherm
Throwin gas on my enemies watchin them burn
Call my posse, i'm shootin up the casket take the body
Whip the corpse like a pita and party
His last breath a straight lesson i posses like jewels
Stay thugged out keep it movin
Chorus till fade
28.When I Get Free
Artist：2Pac／J.Valentine
When i get free, motherfuckers better watch they ass
Soon as i get released, i'ma clock some cash
Did some time locked down, but i'm back on the street
There'll be trouble when they see me
Them bitches is foul, take a look at the evening news
You'll see a nigga gettin cuffed by the boys in blue
Is it a, frame up, tryin to keep me out the game, stuck
These motherfuckers tryin to dirty up my name, but
I'm slippin quick as the wind, it's me or them
Fuck friends my foes be on a mission tryin to do me in
Fuck 'em i'm bout to get out, they all soft
I blow up like gauge, and in a rage blow they balls off
Why are you niggaz tryin to test me trick？
And be the first ones to snitch to arrest me bitch
Main thang was to make a nigga meal ticket
Only if you with the real, the nigga will kick it
I'll enforce it with the steel use the lessons that i learned in
jail
Rule one： fuck a busta he can burn in hell
Network with connects that i got in the pen
In no time i'll be clockin again
Still sittin in my cell as i dwell on my past
Tryin to figure how a nigga turned dreams into cash
Quick call her collect, ain't no respect on the other side
My cellmate's suicidal cause his mother died
And my c.o. is a lady, and i'm thinkin maybe
Me and her can hook up a scheme, to be swayze
Cause she keep on callin me baby
To a young motherfucker facin eighty that's enough to make you
crazy
Now how long will it take, to get her hooked
Got her watchin me liftin weights, sneakin looks
I devised a plan, i'm in the trunk while she drives the van
Ain't no disguise i'ma die as a man
If we make it then i'm takin it to hell
All them niggaz that was frontin while i sat up in the cell
Locked in jail, i couldn't touch her so i planned your misery
The nigga you don't wanna see
Stuck in my cell
The pen ain't nuttin like the county jail
When will they let me bail？
Walkin through the yard, i play the god
First nigga disrespect me first nigga gettin scarred
I'm, back on the scene
I'm hittin knees in the back of a limousine, puffin on weed
As we game on the drunk hoes
Hit the skunk i reminisce just on the way
We used to play, you punk hoes
What i posess is to be rich, in currency
Paranoid niggaz like bitches when they come and see me
Laid out, played out, the nigga barely breathin
As for that bullshit punk, nigga n-now we even
But i wait, until it's time
And try to find a crooked way to profit off this crime
This life of mine.. until i get free
My prophecy is niggaz screamin, as if they bleed in agony
As soon as they popped my gate
I knew these motherfuckers made a mistake
When i get free
Hahaha.. yeah nigga, when i get motherfuckin free
Pop the gate, i'm back baby!
When i get free.. we up out this bitch
29.Until The End Of Time(Rp Remix)
Artist：2Pac／Richard Page
Perhaps I was addicted to the dark side
Some where inside my childhood I missed my heart die
And even though we both came from the same places
The money and the fame made us all change places
How could it be through the misery hat came to pass
The hard times can make a true friend afraid to ask
For currency
But you could run to me when you need me
I'll never leave honestly, someone to believe in the shit we see
It's a small thing through and true
What could I do？
Real homies help you get through
And comin' knew he'd do the same thang if he could
Cause in the hood true homies make you feel good
But half the times we be actin' up call the cops
Bringin' the cease to the peace that was on my block
It never stops, when my mama ask me will I change
I tell her yeah but it's clear I'll always be the same
Until the end of time
Take, these broken wings
I need your hands to come and heal me once again
(Until the End of Time)
So I can fly
Till the End of Time
Take these broken wings
Please Lord forgive me for my life of sin
My hard stare seem to scare all my sister's kids
So you know, I don't hang around the house much
This all night money makin' got me outta touch, shit
Ain't flashed a smile in a long while
An unexpected birth worst of the ghetto child's
My attitude got me walkin' solo
Ride out alone in my low-low
Watchin' the whole world move in slow mo'
For quiet times disappear listen to the ocean
Smokin' ports think my thoughts
Then it's back to coastin'
Who can I trust in this cold world
My phony homey had a baby by my own girl
But I ain't trippin' I'm a playa
I ain't sweatin' him
I sex his sister had her mumbling like a Mexican
His next of kin
No remorse it was meant to happen
Besides rappin' the only thing I did good was scrappin'
Until the end of time
So take, these broken wings
I need your hands to come and heal me once again
(Until the End of Time)
So I can fly
Till the End of Time
Take these broken wings
You've got to learn to fly and learn to live so free
So I can fly
Till the End of Time
Now who's to say if I was right or wrong？
To life my life as an Outlaw all alone
Remain strong in this planet full of playa hatas
They conversate but Death Row full of demonstrators
And in the end drinkin' Hennessey made all my enemies envy me
So cold when I flow illuminatin' easily
Falls to they knees
They plead for they right to breathe
While beggin' me to keep the peace
Ha ha
Well I can see close into achieve
In times of danger don't freeze time to be a chief
Follow my lead I supply everything you need
An ounce of game and the trainin' to make a G
Remember me as an outcast outlaw
Another album out that's what I'm about, more
Gettin' raw 'till the day I see my casket
Buried as a G while the whole world remembers me
Until the end of time
Take, these broken wings
I need your hands to come and heal me once again
(Until the End of Time)
So I can fly
Till the End of Time
Take these broken wings
You've got to learn to fly and learn to live so free
(Until the End of Time)
So I can fly
Till the End of Time
Till the End of Time
I don't know what it is that has me acting all crazy out here
Guess it's just my arrival？
And how you been poorly treating
Until the end of time
Shit, we ain't got no other way
It ain't no mystery, you get what you give
Feel me
What comes outta that, I can't tell you that
Maybe it's the thug in me
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