[Featuring Marvelouz, Storm]
(Tupac)
Now of course I want peace on the streets
but realisticly
painting perfect pictures ain't never work
my mysery was so deep
couldn't sleep through all my preasures
my quest for cash
I learned fast
you survive voilent measures
memorys of adalicent years
their was unity
but after puperty we roll over
to our community
so many bodies dropping
its got to stop
I want to help
but still I'm stepping
keeping my weapon
must protect myself
promise of a better tomorrow
ain't never reaching
plus my teachers were to petrfied in class to teach me
sipping thunderbird
and grape kool-aid
calling Earl since my stomach was empty
it suduced me to fuck the world
watch my lil homiez
lose there child hood to guns
nobody cries no more
cause we all die for fun
so why you ask me if I want peace
if you can't grant it
niggas fighting across the whole planet
so we can never be peace
(Chorus)
We'll never be peace, or all we all just headed for doom, still
casumed
by the peace, and i'll know there never be peace, thats why I keep my
pistol when i walk the streets cause there never be peace
(Marvelouz)
No time to rest
they stressed out
I can't remember the days my homie was here
now a days we live in fear
the stuggle is still here
so now who's grabbing there strap
who's getting bucked wild
representing the generation of killers
when I was a child had many dreams
reality kept me and my homiez stressing
tyring to raise my baby girl to be the strongest
know when I'm doing wrongest
I never had a bright day
just drunkless smoking blunts
getting faded
wishing my partna made it
if it was peace
or ???????????
I know there will never be
all my tears were shed
when I lost my homie number three
it's getting harder to see
impossibilty should we just face it
can't get through the pain
but still I can't erase it
so many trials and tribulations
things we facing
wicked days
can't see no brighter days
it's time to chase it
cross dreams
cause the scene is when you never get by
thats why I got to stay high
you'll never know when you'll die
my heart will never leave the ghetto
I know to rise only in peace
thats why I say
there ain't never going to be no peace
(Chorus)
(Storm)
Living life lonely
but I can't even cry
cause visions of diseption
all around me
got my eyes full of despise
who can I trust
why even try
they say the world is mine
but I know that's a lie
living to die
set up from birth
steady dreaming
wishing for better days
but all I see is demons
close my eyes
reminisence of my childhood
all I felt was pain from my arrival
no memories of nothing nice
nothing but blinded reminders of my future life
I'm freaking out
I'm getting closer to that other level
will I be strong with game
or just the heartless devil
I hope I'm able to find peace in me
cause theres a storm sixty four inches deep in me
and I try to do the right thing
but it's the wrong thing
that seems to bring me right back
to this dirty game
there never be peace
fuck peace
(Chorus) x3
(Tupac)
shit fuck peace, on the strength to my niggas get a peace, we can't
have
peace, how the fuck we gonna live happy when we ain't got none, tear
drops and closed caskets, these mothafuckas are smiling but don't mean
much, why cause I got to be a thug, see drugs gonna turn this
mothafuckn
head out, all us niggas acting up, wild ass mothafuckn adalicent,
these
niggas ain't got a childhood no more, how the fuck can you have a
childhood when your at the funeral every fuckn weekend, you
mothafuckas
are talking about peace, niggas it ain't no mothafuckn peace, you
ain't
seen the news mothafucka, you ain't heard, little babies getting
smoked,
mothafuckas killing their whole family, little kids getting thrown off
buildings, mothafuckas getting abused, peace, niggas you out your
mothafuckn mind, fuck peace, we can't never have peace until you
mothafuckas clean up this mess you made, Deathrow, until you clean up
the fuckn dirt you dropped, till we get a peace, fuck peace, westside,
Deathrow, Outlaw Immortals, Thug Life baby, you know we do this shit,
that was Storm, Marvelouz, and Pac
(Chorus)
[Tupac]
Under Pressure
Yeah, Babyyy
When tha pressures on...
[Thug Life]
when it's on it's on
[Tupac]
One of these days i'll
learn
don't fuck with trick ass niggas
cause they
turn into bitch ass niggas
i'm sick of bein stuck in tha county jail
my niggas clown
bring a pound
when they posten bail
smokein' blunts in tha driveway
my four-five screamin
fuck tha police
won't fly away, thug, till I die
you wonder why I'm made this way
I wasn't
turned out
I was raised this way
of thinkin
these are tha dreams of a young teen
sceam, and stack green on tha crack fiends
one time can't hold me
one of these days
we gotta bust back for tha homies
locked down in tha penitentry
finaly loose my mind
if tha pigs succeed
stress, smoken weed and nicoteen
but what a nigga really need is Thorozine
right before I die
i'll be curseing tha law
reincarnated bitch even worse than before
my four-four's givin payback
my underhanded plan
to get them niggas while they laid back
and big stretch hit tha scene with tha mini 14
servin suckers like dope fiends
and lead tha whole team
Under Pressure Nigga
That's right
[Stretch]
Never run
throw your gun in tha air
oh yeah
nigga bust ain't no time to spare
called tha ruffest mothafucker and we fuck shit up
and with tha stainless steel [???], we cut shit up
flash and blast a nigga with tha quickness
cock tha four pound motherfucker when I spit this and rip this
damn, my mind is in tha depths of hell
but when i'm walking on tha street kid my name rings bells
and I never fell
nigga I stand to tall
i'm just a thug motherfucker who was born to brawl
givin my all
so niggas wanna bring it to me
so i'ma sell my cocain
and lay they ass down 'G'
Under Pressure
[Tupac]
yeah, look here tho
Runnin wild
I never smiled as a juvenile
even now I keep a frown when I come around
don't ask me about tha past
it was all bad
shots blasted
will I last
in tha wrong path
in tha dark is where my heart saw tha most grief
mothafuckers is getten shanked over gold teeth
am I sick ?
cause i'm addicted to get splifted
watch tha stupid ass tricks get lifted
nothens changed
cause in tha came it's a steady aim
fuck friends
cause when in danger those niggas change
puff weed
and stuff G's in my sock G
call Ki's and Hennessy where tha glock be
Times passen will I last here another day
I put my gun away
and grab my AK
it's getten hectic
I can't call it
house full of alcoholics
now we're niggas under pressure
yeah, that's right...
Under Pressure, we're niggas under pressure
yeah
[Tupac and Stretch together repeated 11x]
When tha Pressures on it's a hit
Ski mask
Extra Gats
bring tha clips
don't nobody move when we walk tha streets
they stay silent
cause talk is cheap
(Tupac)
Aight, new drink
one part alazhay one part chrystal
Thugs Passion baby
y'all know what time it is
This drink is Gauranteed
to get the pussy wet and the dick hard
now if ya with me
Pour a glass and drink with a nigga
know what I mean
I ain't trying to turn you all niggas into alcholics
Alcholics [ha ha]
I'm just trying to turn you into muthafuckin thugs
So come and get some of this thug passion Baby
(Dramacydal)
I could pull out the [drink]
and be good 'till it's relevant but
I'm a straight solider, I'll roll up a nigga
like its seven cent
Tripping over dead presidents
they got us starein'
I throw it down this with business
They clown and try to get us
and It's so evident
stand forever and be thinking
drinking over a felony
and hell of me and how it will be some other shit
People telling me to cool out
But they ain't filling me
a mutha fucking food bound
my fuckin cheddar cheese
and a please passion of mine
Thuggin huggin plenty of G's
and laughing while I pass through time
And all thes back stabbers be watchin
Just keep it plain
I'm a keep it the same partner
Just take it the simple game
I can pinkle with the rain twinkling
diamonds and thangs go plinklin
enough to hold until I'm old and wrinklin
and These adversaries
they gonna have to be worrying
cuz I'm a be illing
Fufillin my Passion
Till I'm burryin'
My Thug Passion
Chorus (Jewell)
I heard it's the bomb
and you got it going on
give me some of your Thug Passion Baby
You got me dripping wet
from the way you make me sweat
give me some of your Thug Passion Baby
owwowwwowwww
(Dramacydal)
Now what if me
turn this Henessee
into a robbery
the Prophecy probably suddenly
switch and How it supposed to be
And Dirty money be evil
Can't be evil cuz it's filling up my tummy see
Born in a position
Death collision
was futuristic
twisting riches
But there is only one way to make mo'
so I'm standing on the corner
trying to hustle in the snow
and My bigga bro
couldn't know
but buy a four four
blasting at playa hating
runnin' mo'
with a Thug Passion
(Dramacydal)
Putting down mashin'
control by this Thug's Passion
unlike them other bustas pistol blastin'
I'm asking, What Happened
To the niggas who kept them bail
like they claim to
that's when I bang do
see thang true
Traveling this road my whole soul
been consolidated
with all this bullshit I done tolerated
How I made it
can easily stated
like my heart be gripped with the Passion
Must be the fucking greatest
Load up and take shit
(Dramacydal)
Make this to some high dollar gangster shit
jake a stack till we got enought bank to split
(Storm)
Creep with me
with that Imortal flow
Thug Passion got you tremblin'
like Death on the Row
make your move
so I can throw your mind a curve
while i'll be blowin up tha scene
like my nigga Mr. Herb
take a toke
as your heart goes full arrest
I got tha bomb
so nigga, fuck tha rest
ya need a 3rd to get ya flowin'
and let that loc see smoke
feelin' tha strokes of tha lines squeeze tight and slow
Chorus (Jewell)
I heard it's the bomb
and you got it going on
give me some of your Thug Passion Baby
You got me drippin' wet
from the way you make me sweat
give me some of your Thug Passion Babby
owwowwwowwww
(Tupac)
They say money don't make tha man
but damn i'm makin' money
observin' you muthafuckers
cause some of you bitches
say you want it
but you bullshitin'
lickin' them lips
you got me about to act a fool quick
sippin' on some Alazay and Chrystal
meanwhile
buy me a drink
and get to winking at me
she smiles
our niggas full of passion
Satisfaction is everlastin'
Now there's a fear
what i'm askin'
while i'm rubbin' on that ass
why you laughin'
see, i'm diggin' as if i'm curious
full blown and furious
baby get a grip
when I be doin' this
It's so physical
my attraction
driven by alchol
beware of my reaction
baby i'm goin' to war
thugged out on Death Row
You better recognize
and picture what I said so
Now you can feel it
it's a poiton for my niggas in motion
forever blastin'
bitches ain't ready for this Thug Passion
Chorus (4x) (Jewell)
I heard it's the bomb
and you got it going on
give me some of your Thug Passion Baby
You got me drippin' wet
from the way you make me sweat
give me some of your Thug Passion Baby owwowwwowwww
[Tupac]
Yah nigga, Drop the top on your muthafuckin ride
This how we do it on the west coast BAABBBY
Rollin' down the Four O Five
Gettin' high
White boys done wrecked their shit
Tryin to check my ride
I ain't being bootsy
Crusin' in a Six-o Impala
Drivin' like I'm in a Hooptee
car full of ballin' caps
keep yo hand on the strap
and take all the craps
Niggas know my steel-lo
all legit
but I'm drapped
like a nigga movin' kilo
Shit don't stop
cuz i can make that ass drop
make the front pop
And Hit the three wheel motion
All Day
Hit the freeway
take it easy, uhh
Let's slide
And pick-up some hoochies
ride
right back to the movies
High
talking back to the screen drinkin' liquor
Havin' big dreams of gettin' richer
I'm livin that
[Chorus (4x) (Tupac)]
Thug Life, y'all know the rules
gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay True)
Big Stretch represent the real nigga
flex, Live squad and this mutha fucker catch wreck
[Stretch]
Thug Life
sharp as a roughneck
Shakin' the dice, we roll long, ain't nothin' nice
so the vice wanna follow us around (raize up)
Got 'em runnin' as we clown thru the town (blaze up)
Another one, had to throw another gun
Don't need another case
you can see it on my face son
But I ain't fallin' yet
And I gotta give a shout to where my ball is at
[Tupac]
Mophreme Tell 'em why the hoes dream
gettin high off a nigga like a dope fiend
[Mophreme]
Cuz I'm non-stop, and I'm always hustlin'
twenty four seven, ain't nothin buck
but when a young G's flippin keys for a livin'
Try to make a mill off the time I'm givin'
trippin'
I'm crazy
Can't nobody fade me
And I been goin' insane lately
And everybody tryin ta hold me back
I'm about to snap
You better move back
You know I led a.....
[Chorus (4x) (Tupac)]
Thug Life, y'all know the rules
gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay True)
Maaaannnn, I don't worry about the Five-O
if they start,
cuz it's all about survival
Just stay smart
Keep your mind on your bank roll
always
stay ahead of these stank hos
These days
It's an all out rat race
And look at MEEE just caught another cat case
That makes three
My laywers getting cash up the ass
Don't even ask
Why I'm buck wild ?
Don't smile
don't laugh
To the young G's comin up
peep game
Don't let the money make you change
or act strange
Stay broke
It's all in together now
Keep pumping loud
till the crowd
bring the top down
Is that Tupac Thug Life ?
Hell Yah
Try to dirty up my name
but it's still here
which way do I turn ?
i'm strapped
Lost in the storm
I can't turn back
with that...
[Chorus (4x) (Tupac)]
Thug Life, y'all know the rules
gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay True)
[Tupac]
Staring at the world through my rearview
Just looking back at the world, from another level yaknowhatImean?
Starin...
Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun stops
Niggaz is callin cops, people shot, nobody stop
I wonder when the world stopped caring last night
Two kids shot while the whole block staring
I will never understand this society, first they try
to murder me, then they lie to me, product of a dying breed
All my homies trying weed, now the little baby's
crazed raised off Hennesey, tell me will my enemies
flee when they see me, believe me
Even Thugs gotta learn to take it easy, listen
Through the intermissions search your heart for a plan
and we turnin Bad Boys to grown men, it's on again
I give a holla to my niggaz in the darkest corners
Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya
One love from a thug nigga rollin with a posse
full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend
I'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin true
While I'm starin at the world through my rearview (see)
[repeat 2X]
(They got me) starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die (we)
Gettin high, watchin time fly, and all my motherfuckers
[repeat 2X]
[E.D.I.]
Now you see him, now you don't, some niggaz
be here for the moment, and then they gone, what happened to em?
Well let's see, it seems to be a mystery
But all I know I never let the money get to me
Stay down like the, truest
Thug Life until I check out this bitch, I thought you knew this
Who is, gonna catch me when I fall or even care to
While you thinkin I see you lost up in my rearview
Half you, is down with them Outlawz
Outcast, left far, I'm through like southpaws
But still we keep mashin til our dreams come through
Starin at the world through my rearview
[Tupac]
Now I was raised as a young black male
In order to get paid, forced to make crack sales
Caught a nigga so they send me to these overpacked jails
In the cell, countin days in this livin black Hell, do you feel me?
Keys to ignition, use at your discretion
Roll with a twelve gauge pump for protection
Niggaz hate me in the section from years of chin checkin
Turn to Smith and Wesson war weapons
Heavenly Father I'm a soldier, I'm gettin hotter
cause the world's gettin colder, baby let me hold ya
Talk to my guns like they fly bitches
All you bustas best to run look at my bitches
Now I know the answers to the question, do dreams come true
Still starin at the world through my rearview (I say)
[repeat 2X]
(They got me) starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly -
and all my motherfuckers/nigga can die
[repeat 2X]
[Khadafi]
Back in the days we hustled for sneakers and beepers
Nine-six for glocks cause fiends hittin up blocks with street sweepers
Bless myself when knowin rules to these streets, somethin I learned
in school, on some Million Man March shit for the piece/peace
True that, only one life to lead, a fast life of greed
Criminally addicted, infested since a seed
We all die, breed bleed like humans, towns run
by young guns, Outlawz and truants, shit's deep
Turn eighteen, burn my will when I go
Burnt my body with my shotty, or chosin my dough
So while you reminiscin all nights out with the crew
Smoke a blunt for me too, I'm starin through your rearview
[Tupac]
Hahahaha, you ain't knowin what we mean by starin through the rearview
So since you ain't knowin what we mean let me break down understandin
The world, the world is behind us
Once a motherfucker get an understanding on the game
and what the levels and the rules of the game is
Then the world ain't no trick no more
The world is a game to be played
So now we lookin at the world, from like, behind us
Niggaz know what we gotta do, just gotta put our mind to it and do it
It's all about the papers, money rule the world
Bitches make the world go round
Real niggaz do they wanna do, bitch niggaz do what they can't
Starin at the world through my rearview
Go on baby scream to God, he can't hear you
I can feel your heart beatin fast cause it's time to die
Gettin high, watchin time fly, ya know/and we'll be
[repeat 4X with vocal fade]
[Featuring Ray]
[Tupac]
Fumble suckers tumble goddamm I'm good
since i was born I was strong
Always knew that I could
Don't care anywhere anyplace I rock
Give me a mic tonight competition I'll drop
Fast or slow I'll go and no one is gonna stop me
Yo you must be kidding you swear you gonna drop me no
Well sure as battlin is bad for your health
I know your confident boy but don't fool yourself
My mic's a weapon I'm steppin with a capable rhyme
Yo your time for playin is ova you got your crew I got mine
Not braggin I'm bad and I could only get betta
Your girl came on to me she wanted me I wouldn't let her
Don't make sense to come against me and my man "D"
How it is how it was that's the way it'll be
You still think you can beat me get it together
Cause I'll never be beat, never be beat, never
[Ray]
Boldly you steppin to the top of the piece
Cause I'm the predator competitor and I'm risin like yeast
I'm the microphone musician musically I'm the most
When I rumble you tumble like a burnt piece of toast
Proceed with caution i cannot be stopped
A deadly weapon that's kept inside a Sentry lock
Strong hold holding on but there's no holds barred
Fuck around feel the wrath and your forever scarred
Anybody want to battle step the hell up
Toss your ass like a salad and eat you all up
You climb the rope of success but you know you can't win
You get discouraged cause I hold the otha end
If I let you go like all the others you will fall
The vicious vocalist consoloist will still be raw
[Tupac]
Your bein waxed like a sucker but you'll neva recoup
I'm a veteran a breathren goin in like a troop
Try to stop me you can't you puff and you pant
Try to beat me at this game you gettin stomped like an ant
In the long run I'm the one that's holding the mic
Upset to get to me sweatin me for the rhymes that I write
This time we're goin at it get ready
Cause I'm your worst nightmare, fuck Freddy
Where's that mothafucker that said that I was a dope
Tyin up rhymes like a rope I'll pull it tight and I'll choke
You swear that you could beat me punk get it together
Cause I'll never be beat you punk, never
[Ray]
Hard is what you wanted knowledge is what you gettin
I'm movin and groovin and proven, you're still sittin
Got me blowin up, like a Hawaiian vulcano
Runnin things like Drano
Lettin you know that there ain't no-body
gonna diss me now I'm comin exact
I'm paid got it made cause I'm makin tracks
This is a lesson at bein dope that is
Cordless mics are mine and the wheels are his
Tons and tons of freaks I'm a mack daddy-o
Writin def jams while I'm chillin on my patio
You are useless as a toothless piranha
I'm ruthless now I'm gonna
Bust it and discuss it make it funky to hear
Paragraph to the people penetratin your ear
You wanna taste of it ooh here take a full dose
Burn you up like radiation if you get too close
[Tupac]
Cause my mouth is like an uzi when it moves so quick
And my lyrics are the bullets that I'm loadin it with
You wanna beat me homeboy I think you'll be destroyed
Get dropped like a habit and played like a toy
Never defeated I'm not conceited but let's face the facts
Couldn't beat me with a motherfuckin baseball bat
If I gave you a bomb that was nuclear armed
You could shoot it at me and I wouldn't get harmed
Cause punk you can't stop me bullets couldn't drop me
Stand on a mountain and still you couldn't top me
You think you'll beat me boy get it togetha
Cause I'll never be beat you punk, never
[Ray]
When you hear my thumpin it's a maximum charge
Cause I'm the hip hop hood the ringleader at large
Got a Ph.D in history
I'm deadly boy not a toy like a poetry, prodigy
Young beat conisseur hummin like a bird
It was true when uou heard I'm the wiz the word
Your eyes delate your eardrums expand
When my voice comes through speaker from the mic in my hand
Woofers stompin like thunder all about to explode
The needle on the nuance stuck in overload
Don't laugh cause I'm serious Mr. Mysterious
Don't make me wad (why) cause I get furious
Countless time is he just when you think I'm through
I let my melody stretch to make more for you
Just bust it cause I'm just too clever
and I'll never be beat ya punk, never
(feat. Dramacydal)
[Tupac]
That's right nigga you gotta get your papers in this motherfucker
I ain't mad at ya at all (damn)
Aiyyo, what the fuck you wanna be when you grow up RahRah?
[RahRah] Nigga, is you stupid, I wanna be a motherfuckin Outlaw
[Tupac] That's right nigga, hahaha.. housin these hoes, you feel me?
[RahRah] Aight, knowhatI'msayin?
[Tupac] You got to do that shit, keepin it real nigga or what?
[RahRah] Keepin it real!
[Tupac] How old are you nigga?
[RahRah] I'm eleven
[Tupac]
Cause all I see is, murder murder, my mind state
preoccupied with homicide, tryin to survive through this crime rate
Dead bodies at block parties, those unlucky bastards
Gunfire now they require may be closed casket
Who can you blame? It's insane what we dare do
Witness an evil that these men do, bitches in, too
In fact they be the reasons niggaz get to bleedin
Pull the fuckin fire when I leave em, you shoulda seen em
Hostile hoes catch elbows (beotch!) negroes disposed of
and snitches get dealt with, with no love
Body bags of adversaries that I had to bury
I broke the law and they jaw, all in the same flurry
But never worry, they'll remember me through history
Causin motherfuckers to bleed, they'll label me a
[Chorus]
Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (They came in to sin)
Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw (Dear God, I wonder could you save me?)
[Tupac]
Before I close my eyes I fantasize I'm livin well
when I awake and realize I'm just a prisoner in hell
Just as well, cause in my cell I'm keepin pictures of these bastards
Excersisin, visualizin, everyone inside a casket
Picture me blasted, surrounded by niggaz in masks
Sent with the task to harass and murder my ass
Will I last? Heaven or Hell? Freedom or jail?
Shit's hard, who can you tell? Aand if we fail?
High speeds, and thai weed on the freeway
When will they learn to take it easy? Uh
Drivebys and niggaz die, murder without a motive
by making motherfuckers fry
Got me runnin from these coward-ass crooked-ass cops
Helicopters tryin to hover over niggaz til we drop
Got no time for the courts, my only thought is open fire
Hit the district attorney, but fuck that bitch, cause she's a lie
Now it's time to expire, I see the judge, spray the bitch
'Motherfuckers is crooked,' is what I scream, and hit the fence
I comense to get wicked, spittin rounds as the plot thickens
Never missin an early grave is my only mission
If I die, never worry, bury me beside my four-five
May God forgive me, I was high, label me a
[Chorus]
[Dramacydal]
Society lied to me, I ain't never gonna try to be
My mob'll be doin robberies, and stickups on these wannabe's
I witnessed niggaz lose they chest
For ordinary reasons niggaz bodies put to rest
So I just.. swallow my Beck's and holla, 'Fuck em!'
And if I'm next.. just let a nigga step with somethin
I ain't fearin nuttin
Young and thuggin, prepared for bustin if that's my destiny
Ready for whatever, see you niggaz can't get the best of me
(hold me down) Definitely no need for askin
(now he mad) Top speed (smokin weed) blasted (biotch!)
Cause when I bust em they gonna shiver, the killers cry
Soldiers got bodies floatin in the river, what is they sayin?
Talkin bout prayin -- they need to stop, that ain't gon' help
These niggaz sprayin up my block, tryin to take my wealth
[Chorus 2X]
[Tupac]
Fuck the judge, I gotta grudge
Punk police, niggaz run the streets
Hahah, it ain't nuttin but muuuuzik
Shit's changed
1995 the game has changed, motherfuckers is actin REAL strange
The rules is all rearranged
You got babies lyin dead in the streets
These punk police is crooked as me
but all I see is motherfuckers actin less than G's
Stop bein a playa-hater, be a innovator nigga
Fuck that shit, don't be no entertainer and a stranger
Be a real motherfucker keep it real pack that steel
Cause you know these streets is real deal
Muh'fuckers wanna see me in my casket
Jealous, motherfuckin bastards
I never die, thug niggaz multiply
Cause after me is Thug Life baby
Then the young thugs
Then the youngest thug of all my nigga RahRah
[Verse 1]
I lay awake tonight, because I wanna be with you
If you were beside me, I'd playfully kiss you
Each time I see ya, the feelin gets stronger
You sit a bit closer, we stare a lot longer
Huh - reach for my drink and for a second we touch
Words are muttered I stutter, cause I want you that much
The situation is a no-win, cause he's my best friend
But now I'm guilty, of fallin for his girlfriend
I know it's wrong but my heart is filled with purity
I offer passion but he offers security
Its like a trap that I'm sinkin into
I wake up sweaty when I'm sleepin cause I'm thinkin of you
Then we make eye contact, and I can't hold back
I try to shake it but the feelin comes right back
What have I gotten into, I feel posessed by you
I have these thoughts at night, of undressin you
Its kinda obvious blind men might see it
But he doesn't, so he keeps on trustin me
Leaves me alone wit you, while he's on vacation
Well how could he leave me, with this temptation?
Now I'm confused, cause I'm no Casanova
But you keep callin - you're sayin to come over
What do I do? Go or stay and play it smart
Its gettin rougher cause I suffer from a burnin heart..
My burnin heart..
[Verse 2]
Girl, you are my one and only
You are my angel, and now ya wanna leave me lonely
What did I do? Baby did I treat you bad?
My heart is broken, and now ya make me sad
I remember, when this love affair first started
We was so in love, and now we are departed
Girl, I'll buy ya anything ya heart desires
I have to let ya know, baby you're my fire
Warm and wet, each kiss is prolonged
It's your sweet caress that makes Rock T strong
Just bein with you, and seein the two of us
walkin along the beach, cause girl you are my peach
So sweet and tender, my love I surrender
No need to pretend, that you'll want it to end
I'll never let you go, you're forever my girl
Ya know why? Cause girl, you are my world
My burnin' heart..
[Verse 3]
Totally tounge tied, every three seconds I keep watchin you
He's my best friend, but I can't help clockin you
How could this be? How could we both love you
Now I'm trapped in this position and don't know what to do
I could forget about you, pretend that we never met
But when I'm here without you, I start to heavily sweat
You give me looks that reinforce the bond that's already there
So many times I find eyes locked up and just passionately stare
Play the role like you don't matter, he swears that we hate each other
But in reality we can't wait to taste each other
You're my addiction casue I fiend for your desperately
I stand here fantasizin, because you're next to me
What can I do, with this passion I feel
It's too hard to conceal, so I know it's for real
Watched you so many times, I know where every curve is
I think you reads my mind, and so I'm feelin nervous
I wana tell you how I feel, but that wouldn't help
It would only cause problems so I keep to myself
Even though, it drives me crazy, to see you sittin with him
A tear rolls down my cheek, because I see you kiss him
I know the words you're sayin before they can be said
Hear the thoughts that you thinkin before they come in your head
Wouldn't hurt the brother, for anything in this world
But damn I fell in love with his girl - my burnin heart, heart, heart..
[Verse 4]
My heart is burnin, ya know it's yearin, for ya sweet caress
I lay in ecstacy, as you kiss and rub my chest
You know ya love me, why must you deny yourself
what I can offer you, yet you want somebody else?
It's not that - well then girl, what could it be?
I hope I'm good for you, cause baby you're so good for me
Many nights I cried and tried to make this work
Then act the fool and cool and cruel like the church
Well I'm sorry baby, I have to let you know
You are my life my strength I refuse to let you go
You are so beautiful, baby you light up my life
I close my eyes and dream of that you'll become my wife
Day in and day out, it's you I pray about
Don't lock the door to your heart and make me stay out
I love you cause honey, you're like a work of art
You got me on fire - my burnin heart..
[Verse 5]
I lay awake tonight, because I wanna be with you
If you were beside me, I'd playfully kiss you
Each time I see ya, the feelin gets stronger
You sit a bit closer, we stare a lot longer
Huh - reach for my drink and for a second we touch
Words are muttered I stutter, cause I want you that much
The situation is a no-win, cause he's my best friend
But now I'm guilty, of fallin for his girlfriend
I know it's wrong but my heart is filled with purity
I offer passion but he offers security
Its like a trap that I'm sinkin into
I wake up sweaty when I'm sleepin cause I'm thinkin of you
Then we make eye contact, and I can't hold back
I try to shake it but the feelin comes right back
What have I gotten into, I feel posessed by you
I have these thoughts at night, of undressin you
Its kinda obvious blind men might see it
But he doesn't, so he keeps on trustin me
Leaves me alone wit you, while he's on vacation
Well how could he leave me, with this temptation?
Now I'm confused, cause I'm no Casanova
But you keep callin - you're sayin to come over
What do I do? Go or stay and play it smart
Its gettin rougher cause I suffer from a burnin heart..
My burnin heart..
My burnin heart.. my burnin heart.. my burnin heart..
[Featuring Outlawz]
2Pac: Spoken
No one seperates what we create
Unstoppable, untouchable
Motherfuckin world wide mob figures
Death Row at its finest
M.O.B. thugs for motherfuckin life
Motherfuckin made niggas
We comin after these niggas world wide
Feel me
Makaveli The Don
My life in exchange for yours
Born hated as a thug
House full of babies cryin
From a lack of gettin love
Won't nobody tell me shit
Till I got a sac of drugs
At the block sewn up
Cause I wanna pack a gun
Do you feel me?
World do ya hear me?
Catch a risin' star
Fuck the love
Niggas fear me
Got these niggas runnin all wild
From my double R when we ride
Motherfuckers is sure to die
Boom once I enter the room
In the air all you hear
Is the whispers of doom
Niggas scared
They don't wanna see me head on
Think of all the busters
That I had to leave dead and gone
Called a brave nigga
Fuckin with a made nigga
M.O.B. gun fire
Gettin sprayed quicker
Fuck em all let em understand
My plot to get richer
Much more than 6 figures
A motherfuckin made nigga
(Feel me)
Motherfuckin Made Niggas
(Made Niggas)
I got a plot to get richer
Take my picture
A made nigga
Napolean:
Nigga I was raised on the streets
I had to hustle just to eat
My role model was killin niggas
So I know I would never be weak
They got me sittin wonderin
Where my life begins
These niggas cross my father
Then my father cross them
Cause I role with Immortal Thugs Niggas
And my number one plan
To kill a man and grab a needle
And drug niggas
Niggas don't like us
Because they bitches straight love us
The president told us to leave
Cause the government don't want us
It's Napolean
I get my pleasure out of sin and seeing
Plus billin shit
Cause I seen it at the beginning
A Made Nigga
Khadafi:
How many niggas fall in ya vision
Gunnin em down for every last minute
That I spent in prison
We mash together
Plus we get cash together
Blast whenever
Knowin it don't last forever
It's only one way out
And one way in
Motherfuckers cross
And get crossed out
Never made men
We find excuses to loot, cock, and shoot
Blow the roof off them groups
Like rock block raute
I can't be touched
Cause of the weapons I clutch
And them niggas that I'm unda
Is just to much
We Made Niggas
E.D.I. (Idi Amin):
Picture the scenery
So now you gonna have to imagine
Call me a prophet
cause I predicted whats going to happen
I be gettin the paper stackin
At those who be paper snatchin
While their mugs got cracked in the 80's
Baby, maybe thats if I slip
But I became official
Since the start of this
Idi Amin born July
7 of fushid eyes
Plus wit all this gave me they hate to cherish
But still I made it
A made nigga made by the game
Made for war
My aim is simple and plain
Yah wether its cane
Or these tracks made for ya brain
You'll forever know my name
Idi Amin
Hussein:
I aint killed my line, my strap, my head
There will be none of that
The young hog Kato playin
Outlaw immortal combat
With the criminal skill
they can't beat me a nigga
Till we still, and chill
Recognize the real deal
Still a nigga made when I was young
And dumb with a gun but it pays
So I'm bustin for fun
And the outcome will be the same every time
We all going to die
Get yours cause I'm a get mine.
Castro:
Tha Outlawz
We be the Don Wons of this rough shit
Minds baptize your moms
While paralyzin the public
Wit my mentality of war
Dead bodies and silence
Give it to ya raw
Thug nigga to the core
It was also livin poor
Got me thinkin on a made level
Shootin my gauge to get paid
A fuckin crazed devil
Mad shit from here to there
Day by day
Year to year
Made Niggas on your motherfuckin shit
2Pac:
(ha ha ha)
Call me a Bad Boy killer
Murder motherfuckers daily
Know the fed trail me
So my alias is Makaveli
Gettin lessons from niggas in penitentieries
Game when I'm high
Help me survive several centuries
Lock me in a cage
I'll display my rage
Surround the court building
With the gauge and spray
They wonder if I'm going, and finally sentenced
On my knees to God
Beggin for repentence
I'm convinced that I'm a thug
They got me feenin for my cash
Like a feen when he dreams of drugs
Get the dollar
And I'll kidnap your daughter
Kill your wife and hit the funeral
And tell yah just who gave the order
Makaveli The Don, til I'm gone
I maintain my army of lunatics
That stay armed til the day I die
I'll be remembered as a paid nigga
Outlaw til the grave a motherfuckin made nigga.
2Pac: Spoken
Can you feel me, come closer
(ha ha ha)
Get into the mind of a made nigga
I can't be touched
My adversaries get fucked
(feel me)
About time
Niggas made their dreams
All I want is the C.R.E.A.M.
I sell my shit to the feds
All the bitches scream
Come and see
See made niggas
Outlawz Makaveli The Don
Hussein Fatal, (E.D.I)Idi Amin, Castro, Napolean, Khadafi, Mussolini,
M.O.B.
I send this out to my niggas on the streets
The motherfuckin Made Niggas
All my niggas on Death Row
Tha Dogg Pound
Tha Dogg Father and all his niggas
you know what time it is the ass dilinga
Kurupt, Young Godde
___________________________________________________________
The cops in The background while 2Pac speaks:
Cop:
A Srg a we've got a 2Pac Shakur, Fatal, Fatal Hussein, a Castro,
Khidafi
We got a bunch a niggers here
They got guns in their car, they got weed, they got money
They're with a lot of black women
What should we do Srg?
Srg:
I repeat let em go
I repeat let em go their made niggas
Let em go
Cop:
But... But
Srg they got guns, they got weed
Srg:
I said let em go
Cop:
Alright
You guys can go
Sorry... sorry about the mix up
You guys can go.
(Tupac)
Under Pressure
Yeah Babyyy
When tha pressures on...
Thug Life
when it's on it's on
(Tupac)
One of these days i'll
learn
don't fuck with trick ass niggas
cause they
turn into bitch ass niggas
i'm sick of bein stuck in tha county jail
my niggas clown
bring a pound
when they posten bail
smokein' blunts in tha driveway
my four five screamin
fuck tha police
won't fly away, thug, till I die
you wonder why I'm made this way
I wasn't
turned out
I was raised this way
of thinkin
these are tha dreams of a young teen
sceam, and stack green on tha crack fiends
one time can't hold me
one of these days
we gotta bust back for tha homies
locked down in tha penitentry
finaly loose my mind
if tha pigs succeed
stress, smoken weed and nicoteen
but what a nigga really need is Thorozine
right before I die
i'll be curseing tha law
reincarnated bitch even worse than before
my four-four's givin payback
my underhanded plan
to get them niggas while they laid back
and big stretch hit tha scene with tha mini 14
servin suckers like dope fiends
and lead tha whole team
Under Pressure Nigga
That's right
(Stretch)
Never run
throw your gun in tha air
oh yeah
nigga bust ain't no time to spare
called tha ruffest mothafucker and we fuck shit up
and with tha stainless steel [???], we cut shit up
flash and blast a nigga with tha quickness
cock tha four pound motherfucker when I spit this and rip this
damn, my mind is in tha depths of hell
but when i'm walking on tha street kid my name rings bells
and I never fell
nigga I stand to tall
i'm just a thug motherfucker who was born to brawl
givin my all
so niggas wanna bring it to me
so i'ma sell my cocain
and lay they ass down 'G'
Under Pressure
(Tupac)
yeah, look here tho
Runnin wild
I never smiled as a juvenile
even now I keep a frown when I come around
don't ask me about tha past
it was all bad
shots blasted
will I last
in tha wrong path
in tha dark is where my heart saw tha most grief
mothafuckers is getten shanked over gold teeth
am I sick ?
cause i'm addicted to get splifted
watch tha stupid ass tricks get lifted
nothens changed
cause in tha came it's a steady aim
fuck friends
cause when in danger those niggas change
puff weed
and stuff G's in my sock G
call Ki's and Hennessy where tha glock be
Times passen will I last here another day
I put my gun away
and grab my AK
it's getten hectic
I can't call it
house full of alcoholics
now we're niggas under pressure
yeah, that's right...
Under Pressure, we're niggas under pressure
yeah
(Tupac and Stretch together repeated 11x)
When tha Pressures on it's a hit
Ski mask
Extra Gats
bring tha clips
don't nobody move when we walk tha streets
they stay silent
cause talk is cheap
Aight, new drink
one part alazhay one part chrystal
Thugs Passion baby
y'all know what time it is
This drink is Gauranteed to get the pussy wet and the dick hard
now if ya with me
Pour a glass and drink with a nigga
know what I mean ?
I ain't trying to turn you all niggas into alcholics
Alcholics (ha ha)
I'm just trying to turn you into muthafuckin thugs
So come and get some of this thug passion Baby
I could pull out the drink
and be good 'till it's relavent but
I'm a straight solider, I'll roll up a nigga
like its Heaven sent
Tripping over dead presidents
they got these derelicts
I throw was down with this business
Tryin' clown and get a cent
and so rather
than stand forever, been thinking
drinking over a felony
and hell of me and how it will be some other shit
People telling me to cool out
But they ain't feeling me
a mutha fuckin fool 'bout
my fuckin cheddar cheese
and it pleases, passion of mine
Thuggin huggin plenty of G's
and laughing while I pass through times
And all thes back stabbers be watchin
Just keep it plain
I'm a keep it the same partner
Just take it the simple game
I can pinkle with the rain twinkling
diamonds and thangs go plinklin
enough to hold me, til' I'm, old and wrinklin
and These adversaries
they gonna have to be worrying
cuz I'm a be illing
Fufillin my Passion
Till I'm burryin'
My Thug Passion
I heard it's the bomb
and you got it going on
give me some of your Thug Passion Babby
You got me dripping wet
from the way you make me sweat
give me some of your Thug Passion Babby
owwowwwowwww
Now what if me
turn this Henessee
into a robbery
the Prophecy probably suddenly
switch and How it supposed to be?
And Dirty money
Can't be evil cuz it's filling up my tummy see
Born in a position
Death collision
was futuristic
twisting riches
But there is only one way to make mo'
so I'm standing on the corner
trying to hustle in the snow
and My bigga bro
couldn't know
but buy a four four
blasting at playa hating
wantin' mo'
with a Thug Passion
Putting down mashin'
control by this Thug's Passion
unlike them other bustas pistol blastin'
I'm asking, What Happened?
To the niggas who kept it real
like they claim to
that's when I bang do
see thang true
Traveling this road my poor soul
has been consolidated
with all this bullshit I done tolerated
How I made it
can easily stated
it's like my heart be gripped with the Passion
to be the fucking greatest
Load up and take shit
Make this to some high dollar gangster shit
jack a stack till we got enought bank to split
Creep with me
through that Imortal flow
Thug Passion got you tremblin'
like Death on the Row
make your move
so I can throw your mind a curve
while i'll be blowin up tha scene
like my nigga Mr. Herb
take a toke
as your heart goes full arrest
I got tha bomb
so nigga, fuck tha rest
ya need a 3rd to get ya flowin'
and let that loc see smoke
feelin' tha strokes of tha nine squeeze tight and slow
They say money don't make tha man
but damn i'm makin' money
observin' you muthafuckers
cause some of you bitches funny
say you want it
but you bullshitin'
lickin' them lips
you got me about to act a fool quick
sippin' on some Alazay and Cristal, meanwhile
buy me a drink
and get to winking at me
she smiles
a niggas full of passion
Satisfaction is everlastin'
How does it feel ?
what i'm askin'
while i'm rubbin' on that ass
why you laughin' ?
see, i'm diggin' as if i'm curious
full blown and furious
baby get a grip
when I be doin' this
It's so physical
my attraction
driven by alchol
beware of my reaction
baby i'm born to ball
thugged out on Death Row
You better recognize
and picture what I said so
Now you can feel it
it's a potion for my niggas in motion
forever blastin'
[church bells ringing in background]
In today's music news: the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
just released another album under the alias Makaveli.
Music insiders are running wild trying to rearrange other artist
street dates, in fear of a wipeout in retail interchart movement.
Although no one knows the exact cause of the new album;
resources tell me a number of less fortunate rappers
have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character
of not only Mr. Shakur, but of Death Row records as well.
Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at Tupac
excuse me Makaveli's verbal assault
on Mobb Sleep, Notorius P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z of Hawaiian Soapy fame, Big Little whatever
and several other corny sounding motherfuckers
are understandably shaken up by this release
The question everbody wants to know is -- why'd they get this nigga started?
Tupac, rather Makaveli was not available for comment
but released this statement:
[Makaveli]
It's not about East or West
It's about niggaz and bitches, power and money, riders and punks.
Which side are you on?
*gun cocked, six shots, bullets hit ground*
These niggaz is still fuckin talkin?
You nigga still breathin? Fuckin roaches, aight
Aight, it's the Raid on you
All day
You punk mutha-fuckas
The shit nigga
Killuminati Style
Makaveli the Don
Solo shit
Bring It
Allow me to introduce first
Makaveli the Don
Sprits, Spurting, Spiritual, Lyrics
Like the Holy Koran
Niggas get Shook Like 5-0
My 4-5 gun is next to me when we ride
Plus Survival
Money Making plans
Pistol Closing hands
Swollen Pockets
Let me introduce the topic
Then we drop it
Expose Snakes cuz they breath freely
See me ride
Located world wide
Like the art of graffiti
I think I'm tuffer than any
My attitude is shitty
Born in the dope fiends titty
And every city you'll find me
Looking for trouble
Right behind me
My outlaw Niggas
Down to die for me
(Naw what I mean)
I hit the scene
Niggas ducking for my Guillotine Stare
I'm right there
My every word
A fucking night mare
Getting high
Let me see the sun rise and fall
This is for my dogs
Down to die for yours
Extreme Venom
No mercy
When we all up in 'em
Cut em Down
To hell is where we send them
My whole team
Trying to explode
Rather die
Murder mutha-fuckas lyrically
And I'm not gonna cry
Me
A born leader
Never leave the block
without my heater
Two big pitts
I call them Mobb Bitch
Nigga eaters
And I won't whimper till I'm gone
Thug Life
Running through my veins
So I'm strong
Ha ha ha
Bye Bye bye
Lets get high and ride
Oh, how do we do these niggas
But I'm not gonna cry
I'm a Bad Boy killa
Jay-Z die too
Looking out for Mobb Deep
Nigga when I find you
Weak mutha-fuckas don't deserve to breathe
How many niggas down to die for me
Yeah Yeah
West Coast Ridaz
Comin right behind ya
Should've never fucked wit me
I want money hoes sex and weed
I wont rest till my Row Doggs free
Bomb First
Chorus X2
We Bomb first when we ride
Please, reconsider 'fo you die
We didn't even come to (hurt nobody)X1) X2> tonight
But it's my life or your life
And I'm a bomb first
E.D.I. (Idi Amin)
For so many days and some many ways
We've been duckin strays
Hate to live us
But we still some Badboy Killas
Got nothin to lose, got no where to go
I only got one home see me stranded on Deathrow
With Outlawz, it's Makaveli, be the general
and I be a soldier on a mission, suptitude
but you'll never do
That's ride for the cause
Yes I'll die for the cause
Ya best believe if I leave this bitch I'm dyin with choice
Kamikaze sicker than a mothafuckin Nazi
Got a little question for that nigga that made Poparazi
Tell me if you ain't in this rap game
For the mothafuckin cash man
Then what is ya mothafuckin purpose
None for service
Idi Amin born worthless
That's until the day I decided to bomb first bitch
Young Noble
Yer style wack as ever
Like you was rocket patent leather
Cause a massive terror
Ya'll niggas lack, you ain't terrel
Half rapper half drug kingpen
Yer tellin fairy tales son
Kickin New York like you the mothafuckin one
But I'm from Jers we don't play that shit
From the Claire down to North Bricks
All my niggas flippin chips
Gettin rich
Even though it's hard
Tryin to creep through these halls abroad without scar by ????
With no warning signs cause yo my man took five
Now I'm the young one with the nine
ready to put in my time
Shoot first, look at there head Burst Bleedin'
Don't want to hear no shit this evening, Believe me
X2
We Bomb first when we ride
Please, reconsider 'fo you die
G's and Thug niggas on tha rise
Plan-plot-strategize
And bomb first
Spice heres go them niggas yo
Hit that shit, hit that shit
We all niggaz going down where the fuck ya all going down
Damn ain't this a bitch ya all got me fucked up
On this ol' playa haten ass shit
Know what I'm sayin'? Understand me?
When I was broke you all niggaz didn't give a fuck
If I was pissin' on myself, or shittin' off tha Bay Bridge, nigga
Now you in my muthafuckin' mix talkin' that ol' crazy shit
That's alright 'cuz I'm gonna bust a cap in that ass
Me and Pac goin' let you know about
That ol' playa haten ass shit though
Ya see these jealous muthafuckaz
That be playin' me G
Like a sucka ass nigga see
That ain't feeling me
It ain't easy
To kill a G
A muthafuckin' playa
From tha F, A to tha C
Back stabbers in tha muthafuckin' place
Smilin' in my face
I got my hand on my gun
'Cuz they got me on tha run
Spice muthafuckin' one
I'm for leavin' bodies numb
I'm a G muthafucker
Can't you see
I'm a G
Rollin' deep
With my phat fo-fo Uzi
I comes with a big phat gat
And hollow point clip
And quick to be a soldier by my shit
So nigga don't try no mo' shit
No ho shit 'cuz when I was broke
Nigga didn't give a fuck
About my statics
Now that I'm at this
I'm locked out and livin' lavish
So fuck tha gun control about ta bust a cap nigga
'Cuz tha jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cuz they got me on the run
Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cuz they got me on the run
Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cuz they got me on the run
Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cuz they got me on the run
Now niggaz know that tha jealous got me strapped
Stepping close to the edge
I got tha cops and tha feds on my back
And there's no way that I'm giving up
I rather bury you bitches
'Cuz ain't no to marks gonna worry my riches
If I catch yo ass in traffic
(Humm)
You betta pull for ya pistol an open fire
Or get blasted
(Boo Yahh)
I'll be damned if I drop
It don't stop
I'm boxin' muthafuckaz with my glock
A skinny ass Neva had a penny ass nigga
I figure my Mashfurd pump will show them punks who's bigger
(Blah)
And even if I did fall, I'll still ball
I'm bustin' muthafuckers with my back against the wall
Till these jealous ass bitches kill me
I'll be thugin' like a muthafucker
Nigga feel me
And ain't no time for mistakes
So homies watch ya back
'Cuz these jealous ass tricks got me strapped
Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cuz they got me on the run
Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cuz they got me on the run
Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cuz they got me on the run
Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cuz they got me on the run
Homie ya know if I don't be runnin' with my strap
Then I might get blasted
Get blasted or blast
That's how I'm livin'
So I blast and blast the bastard
I can't be worried about no jail time
'Cuz niggaz they tryin' ta take my head
I can't have shit if a nigga dead
So I bust back
And break the bitch niggaz off propa
with a four-four take nine a chopper
And try and decapitate a niggaz arms from with his shoulders
These jealous niggaz don't know they fuckin' around with a soldier
I don't be slippin'
So nigga don't wait for me ta fall
And if I got enough
A hallow tip will smoke 'em all, y'all
Envious niggaz prepare to fly off ya feet
'Cuz I'm comin' with some muthafuckin' heat
Playa, so keep ya aim straight
And hit a nigga on tha first shot
'Cuz I'm a be tryin' ta make your muthafuckin' heart stop
And don't be screamin' out for your family bitch
'Cuz it was your choice
That we jump into this gangsta shit
Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cuz they got me on the run
Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cuz they got me on the run
Jealous got me strapped
I keep my hand on my gun 'cuz they got me on the run
Jealous got me strapped
[Featuring Ray]
Tupac:
As real as it seems the American dream
Ain't nuthin but anotha calculated scheme
To keep us locked up and shot up and back in chains
To deny us our future rob our name
Kept our history a mystery but now i see
The American dream wasn't meant for me
Cause lady liberty's a hypocrite she lied to me
Promised freedom education and ecuality
Never gave be nuthin but slavery
But now look at how dangerous you made me
Callin me a man cause I'm strong and bold
With this gumbo of knowledge of the lies you told
Promised me emancipation and a free nation
All you ever gave my people was starvation
The father of our country never cared for me
They kept our ancestors shacked up in slavery
Uncle Sam neva did a damm thing for me
Except lie about the facts in my history
Now I'm sittin here mad cause I'm unemployed
But the government mad cause they enjoy
When my people are down they just screw us around
Time to change the government now
Panther Power
Ray:
panther power from the place that resides within
Go to for to with a panther and you just cant win
Self proclaimed best supress the rest
The rich get richer and the poor take less
The American dream was the American nightmare
You kept my people down and refused to fight fair
The Ku Klux Klan tried to keep us out
With signs that state 'No Blacks Allowed'
With intimidation and segregation
Once would wait for our freedom
but now we're impatient
Blacks they others they yell sell out
Freedom equality get out yell out
Don't eva be ashamed of what you are
It's your Panther power that makes you a star
Panther Power
Tupac:
My mother neva let me forget my history
Hopin that I would set free cahins that were put on me
Wanted to be more than just free
Had to know tha true facts about my history
I couldn't settle for bein a statistic
Couldn't survive in this capitalistic government
Cause it was meant to hold us back with ignorance
Drugs and sneak attacks in my community
They killed our unity
But when I charged them they cried immunity
I strike america like a case of heart disease
Panther Power is runnin through my arteries
Try to stop me homeboy you'll get clawed to death
Cause I'll be fightin for my freedom til my dyin breath
Ray:
Do you remember that's what I'm askin you
you think you're livin free don't make me laugh at you
Open your eyes realise you've been locked in chains
Said you wasnt civilized and stole your name
Cause some time has passed we seem to all firget
There's no liberty for me and you we ain't free yet
Panther Power
Tupac)
By age 13 I was buckwild/Good in my knucklegame
Made it through a tough childhood/Never be the same
Walked in my daddy's shoes/No time to be a peaceful man
Just shatter fools/That's 'til I put my eyes on you
Goddamn 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
Cuz that excites me/The lady bite
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
Though I like the way you scream when you lovin' me/I'm goin deep
It's the thug in me/So whatcha sayin, girl?
Chorus
Thug nigga like me
Need a thug lady like you
I got alotta thug in me (In me)
That I wanna put in you (Put in you)
Thug nigga like me
Need a thug lady like you
I got alotta thug in me
That I wanna give to you, girl
(K-Ci)
Woke up this mornin'
Feelin' kinda horny
I want you to come over
To get some of this thug love
Tell me how you want it, girl
Tell me how you like it, girl
Tell me do you need it, girl
Don't try to fight it
Come on
Chorus
Thug nigga like me
Need a thug lady like you
I got alotta thug in me (In me)
That I wanna put in you (Put in you)
Thug nigga like me
Need a thug lady like you
I got alotta thug in me
That I wanna give to you, girl
(K-Ci)
How do you want it? (How do you want it?)
I said toss it up (Toss it up)
Let me be your dentist (Be your dentist)
Let me floss it up (Floss it up)
Tell me how you want it (Want it)
Tell me how you need it (Need it)
Tell me how you like it (Like it)
Don't try to fight it (Fight it)
Chorus
Thug nigga like me
Need a thug lady like you
I got alotta thug in me (In me)
That I wanna put in you (Put in you)
Thug nigga like me
Need a thug lady like you
I got alotta thug in me
That I wanna give to you, girl
(2Pac)
Moan baby when we bone/It's on
It's so strong niggas in the next room will come/I got your head swinging
Tongue kissing/As I hit it from the back
With the bed ringing/Give me space
As I lick your face/Stick the place
Sychronized so I grind/When they kick the bass
Love fucking in the mornin'/I get you wet, bust a sweat
Then I'm gone/Left you on your 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 your hair/While we fucking in the chair
When you loving 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 loving you/Now open up and let me put the thug in you
(Chorus)
Thug nigga like me
Need a thug lady like you
I got alotta thug in me (In me)
That I wanna put in you (Put in you)
Thug nigga like me
Need a thug lady like you
I got alotta thug in me
That I wanna give to you, girl
Yeah nigga, drop the top on your muthafuckin' ride
This how we do it on the West Coast baby
Rollin' down the Four O Five
Gettin' high
White boys done wrecked their shit
Tryin' to check my ride
I ain't being bootsy
Crusin' in a Six-o Impala
Drivin' like I'm in a Hooptee
Car full of ballin' caps
Keep yo hand on the strap
And take all the craps
Niggas know my steel-lo, all legit
But I'm drapped like a nigga movin' kilo
Shit don't stop
'Cuz I can make that ass drop
Make the front pop
And hit the three wheel motion
All day
Hit the freeway
Take it easy, uhh
Let's slide
And pick-up some hoochies
Ride right back to the movies
High talking back to the screen drinkin' liquor
Havin' big dreams of gettin' richer, I'm livin' that
Thug Life, y'all know the rules
Gotta do whatcha gotta do, stay true, yeah
Thug Life, y'all know the rules
Gotta do whatcha gotta do, stay true, uhh
Thug Life, y'all know the rules
Gotta do whatcha gotta do, stay true, yeah
Thug Life, y'all know the rules
Gotta do whatcha gotta do, stay true
Big Stretch represent the real nigga
Flex, Live squad and this muthafucker catch wreck
Thug Life, sharp as a roughneck
Shakin' the dice, we roll long, ain't nothin' nice
So the vice wanna follow us around
Got 'em runnin' as we clown thru the town
Another one, had to throw another gun
Don't need another case, you can see it on my face son
But I ain't fallin' yet
And I gotta give a shout to where my ball is at Mophreme
Tell 'em why the hoes dream
Gettin' high off a nigga like a dope fiend
'Cuz I'm non-stop, and I'm always hustlin'
Twenty four seven, ain't nothin' buck
But when a young G's flippin' keys for a livin'
Try to make a mill off the time I'm givin'
Trippin', mad, I'm crazy, can't nobody fade me
And I been goin' insane lately
And everybody tryin' ta hold me back
I'm about to snap
You better move back
You know I led a
Thug Life, y'all know the rules
Gotta do whatcha gotta do, stay true
Thug Life, y'all know the rules
Gotta do whatcha gotta do, stay true
Thug Life, y'all know the rules
Gotta do whatcha gotta do, stay true
Thug Life, y'all know the rules
Gotta do whatcha gotta do, stay true
Man, I don't worry about the Five-O
If they start 'cuz it's all about survival
Just stay smart, keep your mind on your bank roll
Always stay ahead of these stank hoes these days
It's an all out rat race
And look at me just caught another cat case
That makes three
My laywers getting cash up the ass
Don't even ask, why I'm buck wild?
Don't smile, don't laugh
To the young G's comin' up, peep game
Don't let the money make you change or act strange
Stay broke, it's all in together now
Keep pumping loud till the crowd bring the top down
Is that Tupac Thug Life ? Hell yeah
Try to dirty up my name but it's still here
Which way do I turn?
I'm strapped
Lost in the storm
I can't turn back with that
Thug Life, y'all know the rules
Gotta do whatcha gotta do, stay true
Thug Life, y'all know the rules
Gotta do whatcha gotta do, stay true
Thug Life, y'all know the rules
Gotta do whatcha gotta do, stay true
Thug Life, y'all know the rules
(Tupac)
i see no changes all i see is pasty faces
man with his underpants backwards and his untied shoelaces
im gonna die in 95 and thats fo sho' cus ive see them races
theres a big ballon thats red with me diggin vaces
its fucking bo ya better belive i love gu-zee-bows
so now im gonna chill pop a pill and sit back and write my will
its almost over in cali and now i got a ten foot grave stone still
i got a pet giraffe in my local zoo now im taking it out on you fool
im gonna go down to da local swimming pool and not pay 2 get in
and squirt ketchup in the womens violin
i got all them men looking at me and i love dre's ass in my ninety four spicey
dre is me real nigga and i love him for so' i love the way he plays Triple A's
he plays them most ways
shit happens to ya momma cus i spent her
i got hos and pimps in my gimps
shit happens to ya momma cus i spent her
i got hos and pimps in my gimps
(x2)
you got your mags in da shop win-dow's
there shit and you like my co-trin-bow's
double x-l double x-l now maby your magazine might sell
sun shine in cali while im in the police cell
but now im out on bail and all is well
i sit down at the table and i pray
before dinner my kidz will say
"daddy i fucking hate you"
and ill get my ninety four spicey
and shot em up niceley
so u niggas got a problem with this song
go fuck your self without a condom on (bitch)
what you on?
who ya fucking with?
Ya got it all wrong?
And as yo' going down...
You put your hands on the floor so your upside down.
shit happens to ya momma cus i spent her
i got hos and pimps in my gimps
shit happens to ya momma cus i spent her
i got hos and pimps in my gimps
(repeat to fade
* [Tupac]
Let knowledge drop
Why should I be forced to play dumb?
I know where I came from so I'm going to claim some
But rocking to the top where the cream of the crop
Suckers calling the cops but they can come and get dropped
Stop think of the past the brothers that die for
Sucker to try for never to cry more
Tricks to hold his back but we'll see at the end
He's a fake not a friend
So he's thinking of when he can backstab grab or go your hole
Now I know the reason we must excel
Cause if we don't we'll end up in the cell
Move on be strong with unity
Cause that's the only way to build communities
Lies are told but yo lives must move on
And never stop open your mind to this rhyme and let it drop
[Chorus]
Drop that [3x]
Let knowledge drop
[Rock]
Yo I'm running so I refuse to stop
Get sweated by them sell out cops
And I wink cause I pin the opposition
I'm on a mission to preach and teach to reach
So listen up to the flavor I gave you now dropping it
We folks know ballers know no stopping it
Dropping knowledge like the ay bomb dilly as napalm
I got you scared all you got to do is stay calm
For the simple fact that I'm black and educated
Proud of who am I and you hated
So all I have tried for this many have die for this
You see it and you hear it and you loving it
Now you buying this always keep your head look to the mountain top
Aiyyo rock and let knowledge drop
[Chorus]
Drop that [3x]
Let knowledge drop
[Tupac]
People rush when I hype this because you can write this
You constantly bite this
Thought that you could get me but you sweating me too close
Caught with the dope dose
Now suckers get toast wondering who you tossed
Cause you feeling the full force
Like what you hearing so your checking with the source
Tupac brother with the rhymes to rock on
Dizzy gets busy by putting beats to drop on
Amateurs get damaged if you try to attack me
Suckers get jealous cause the girls get at me
I'm not conceited but defeated I won't be
As long as there's dope beats I'll never be lonely stop
And let me breathe a minute
Aiyyo Dizzy what's up put the base back in it
[Chorus]
Let knowledge drop [3x]
[Rock]
By any means neccessary it's kind of scary
Knowledge of the hands of adversaries
Makes them the larger leader kind of guerilla control
I was waiting for a prayer GOD gave me a goal
I refuse to be busting like a sucker for I'm fighting like a titan
And run you down like a truck
I'll take a chance I go as far as rock can see
Not mediocrity thinking security you got deal with me
Knowledge appealed to me
Pay back's a mutha if you steal from me
The bass pumps as the speakers pop the house jump
And knowledge drops
[Chorus]
Drop that [3x]
Let knowledge drop
Under Pressure
Yeah, Babyyy
When tha pressures on...
when it's on it's on
One of these days i'll
learn
don't fuck with trick ass niggas
cause they
turn into bitch ass niggas
i'm sick of bein stuck in tha county jail
my niggas clown
bring a pound
when they posten bail
smokein' blunts in tha driveway
my four-five screamin
fuck tha police
won't fly away, thug, till I die
you wonder why I'm made this way
I wasn't
turned out
I was raised this way
of thinkin
these are tha dreams of a young teen
sceam, and stack green on tha crack fiends
one time can't hold me
one of these days
we gotta bust back for tha homies
locked down in tha penitentry
finaly loose my mind
if tha pigs succeed
stress, smoken weed and nicoteen
but what a nigga really need is Thorozine
right before I die
i'll be curseing tha law
reincarnated bitch even worse than before
my four-four's givin payback
my underhanded plan
to get them niggas while they laid back
and big stretch hit tha scene with tha mini 14
servin suckers like dope fiends
and lead tha whole team
Under Pressure Nigga
That's right
Never run
throw your gun in tha air
oh yeah
nigga bust ain't no time to spare
called tha ruffest mothafucker and we fuck shit up
and with tha stainless steel
, we cut shit up
flash and blast a nigga with tha quickness
cock tha four pound motherfucker when I spit this and rip this
damn, my mind is in tha depths of hell
but when i'm walking on tha street kid my name rings bells
and I never fell
nigga I stand to tall
i'm just a thug motherfucker who was born to brawl
givin my all
so niggas wanna bring it to me
so i'ma sell my cocain
and lay they ass down 'G'
Under Pressure
yeah, look here tho
Runnin wild
I never smiled as a juvenile
even now I keep a frown when I come around
don't ask me about tha past
it was all bad
shots blasted
will I last
in tha wrong path
in tha dark is where my heart saw tha most grief
mothafuckers is getten shanked over gold teeth
am I sick ?
cause i'm addicted to get splifted
watch tha stupid ass tricks get lifted
nothens changed
cause in tha came it's a steady aim
fuck friends
cause when in danger those niggas change
puff weed
and stuff G's in my sock G
call Ki's and Hennessy where tha glock be
Times passen will I last here another day
I put my gun away
and grab my AK
it's getten hectic
I can't call it
house full of alcoholics
now we're niggas under pressure
yeah, that's right...
Under Pressure, we're niggas under pressure
yeah
When tha Pressures on it's a hit
Ski mask
Extra Gats
bring tha clips
don't nobody move when we walk tha streets
they stay silent
Yah nigga, Drop the top on your muthafuckin ride
This how we do it on the west coast BAABBBY
Rollin' down the Four O Five
Gettin' high
White boys done wrecked their shit
Tryin to check my ride
I ain't being bootsy
Crusin' in a Six-o Impala
Drivin' like I'm in a Hooptee
car full of ballin' caps
keep yo hand on the strap
and take all the craps
Niggas know my steel-lo
all legit
but I'm drapped
like a nigga movin' kilo
Shit don't stop
cuz i can make that ass drop
make the front pop
And Hit the three wheel motion
All Day
Hit the freeway
take it easy, uhh
Let's slide
And pick-up some hoochies
ride
right back to the movies
High
talking back to the screen drinkin' liquor
Havin' big dreams of gettin' richer
I'm livin that
Thug Life, y'all know the rules
gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay True)
Big Stretch represent the real nigga
flex, Live squad and this mutha fucker catch wreck
Thug Life
sharp as a roughneck
Shakin' the dice, we roll long, ain't nothin' nice
so the vice wanna follow us around (raize up)
Got 'em runnin' as we clown thru the town (blaze up)
Another one, had to throw another gun
Don't need another case
you can see it on my face son
But I ain't fallin' yet
And I gotta give a shout to where my ball is at
Mophreme Tell 'em why the hoes dream
gettin high off a nigga like a dope fiend
Cuz I'm non-stop, and I'm always hustlin'
twenty four seven, ain't nothin buck
but when a young G's flippin keys for a livin'
Try to make a mill off the time I'm givin'
trippin'
I'm crazy
Can't nobody fade me
And I been goin' insane lately
And everybody tryin ta hold me back
I'm about to snap
You better move back
You know I led a.....
Thug Life, y'all know the rules
gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay True)
Maaaannnn, I don't worry about the Five-O
if they start,
cuz it's all about survival
Just stay smart
Keep your mind on your bank roll
always
stay ahead of these stank hos
These days
It's an all out rat race
And look at MEEE just caught another cat case
That makes three
My laywers getting cash up the ass
Don't even ask
Why I'm buck wild ?
Don't smile
don't laugh
To the young G's comin up
peep game
Don't let the money make you change
or act strange
Stay broke
It's all in together now
Keep pumping loud
till the crowd
bring the top down
Is that Tupac Thug Life ?
Hell Yah
Try to dirty up my name
but it's still here
which way do I turn ?
i'm strapped
Lost in the storm
I can't turn back
with that...
Thug Life, y'all know the rules
[2Pac]
Yeah
Pour out a little liquor for your homies nigga
This one here go out to my nigga Mike Coolie
(Light up a fat one for this one)
How you come up man?
I started young kickin dust and, livin rough
You watch you mouth around my mama you couldn't cuss man
I had a down ass homie though; we ran the streets
And on the scene at the age of fourteen, huh
I packed a nine and my nigga packed a forty-five
We drinkin forties, lil' shorties livin naughty lives
You couldn't stop us, long as I got my glock, FUCK the coppers
Hangin on the block, slangin rocks and makin profits
I couldn't fuck with the schhhoooollll life, I was a fool
I'll play that motherfucker for a toooollll man
Tonight'll be the night that's what we figurin
Hustlin in the rain felt no pain cause we drinkin
Playin them hoes like manure
First let my nigga fuck and then I fuck that's how we do it (ha ha!)
It's two niggaz comin up out the hood
livin life just as good as we could
But since a bitch can't be trusted
Hoes snitched to the po-lice, now my nigga's busted
The cops whoopin on my nigga in jail
tryin to get a motherfucker to tell
And couldn't nobody diss my nigga
Damn, I miss my nigga
Pour out a little liquor!
'My cousin died last year and I still can't let go' [4X]
This goes out to all you so called G's
Pour out a little liquor for your real motherfuckin partners
Don't let the drink get like that y'all, huh
Pour out a little liquor
Pour out a little liquor
What's that you drinkin on?
Drinkin on gin, smokin on blunts and it's on
Reminisce about my niggaz, that's dead and gone
And now they buried, sometimes my eyes still get blurry
Cause I'm losin all my homies and I worry
I got my back against a brick wall, trapped in a circle
Boxin with them suckers til my knuckles turn purple
Mama told me, 'Son there'll be days like this'
Don't wanna think so -- I hit the drink and stay blitzed
We had plans of bein big time G's
Rolling in marked cars, movin them keys
And now I roll up the window, blaze up some indo
Get to' down for my niggaz in the pen, yo
Your son's gettin big and strong
and I'd love'm like one of my own, til you come home and
the years sure fly with the quickness
You do the time, and I'll keep handlin yo' business
That's the way it's supposed to be
Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for me
Homie, I can remember scrapin back to back
Throwin dogs on them suckers runnin up on this young hog
I hope my words can paint a perfect picture
And let ya know how much a nigga miss ya
Pour out some liquor!
'My cousin died last year and I still can't let go'
Look at you
Drinkin got you where you don't even give respect to your partners
Pour out some liquor nigga!
It ain't like that
Tip that shit over
Pour out a little liquor!
'My cousin died last year and I still can't let go' [4X]
This for my nigga Madman
Dagz, Hood, Silk yeah
A little liquor for my homies y'all
We in this motherfuckin piece YEAH
Pour out a little liquor
Young Queen, YEAH
This one goes out to all my mack partners
Back in the motherfuckin Bay
Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house
(Pour out a little liquor)
My nigga Richie Rich, Gov'na
(I don't care, Nighttrain, Henessey)
All my real motherfuckin partners
(Pour out a little liquor)
And all my real partnas in Marin, fuck you busta ass niggaz
Yeah nigga, pour out a little liquor!!
(Tupac)
(Chorus)
Puffin' On Life (Makaveli..)
Hopin' That It Gets me High(Representin' Outlaws)
Got A Nigga Goin' Craazy
I Feel Craazy
Time Goes By Puffin' On Life
Hopin' That It Gets Me High
Got A Nigga Goin' Craazy
Yeye I Feel Craazy
(Verse One)
Tell Em' bout It
Last Year Was A Hard One
But Life Goes On
Put Ma Head Against Da Wall
Learnin Right From Wrong
They Say My Ghetto Instrumental Detrimentalin Kids
As If They Cant See The Misery In Which They Live
Blame Me
For The Outcome
Ban My Records (check it)
Dont Hafto Pump This But Please Respect It
I Took A Minus
And Now All The Hard Times Behind Us
Turned Into A Plus
Now They Stuck Livin' Blinded
Henessey Got Me Feelin' Bad
Time To Stop Drinkin' , Rollin' , And Drop Top Jag
Wish That Cops Thinkin'
Sittin' In My Car Watch The Stars In Smoke
I Came A Long Way
But Still I Got So Far To Go
..Dear Mama
Don Worry Ima Watch For Snakes
Tell .... That I Love Her
But Its Hard 2Day
I Got The Letter That She Sent Me
And I Cried For Weeks
This What Came Out When I Tried To Speak
All I Heard Was...
(Chorus)
Time Goes By
Puffin' On Life
Hopin' That It Gets me High
Got A Nigga Goin' Craazy
I Feel Craazy
Time Goes By Puffin' On Life
Hopin' That It Gets Me High
Got A Nigga Goin' Craazy
I Feel Craazy
(Verse Two)
(1, 2, 3, 4)
I See Bloods And Crips
Runnin' Up
Thinkin' Hell
Lookin' For A Better Waaay
Ma Brothers And Sisters
Its Time To Bail
Coz Even Thug Niggas Praay
Hopin' God (Hear Me)
Im Into The Game
Look How Much I Changed
Im No Longer Innocent
Casualties of Fame
Made Alot Of Money
Seen Alot Of Places
And I Swear I Seen A Peaceful Smile On My Mommas Face
When I Gave Her The Keys To Her Own House.. This your Landd
Your Only Son Done Became A Man
Watchin Time Fly
I Let My People Do Or Die
But I Wonder Why
We Scared To Let Eachother Fly
Dreams 1, 6, 7, 1
The Day
Ma Momma Pushed Me Out Her Room
Told Me Nigga Get Payed
No One Can Understand Me
The Black Sheep
Outcasted From Ma Family
Now Packin' Heat
I Run The Streets
A Young Runaway
Live For The Day
When He Die
I Can Hear Him Say....(C'mon)
(Chorus)
Time Goes By
Puffin' On Life
Hopin' That It Gets me High
Got A Nigga Goin' Craazy
I Feel Craazy
Time Goes By Puffin' On Life
Hopin' That It Gets Me High
Got A Nigga Goin' Craazy (Crazy!)
I Feel Craazy
(Verse 3)
God Help Me Out Here( Help me God)
Coz Im Possesed
I Need Your Root Of All Evil For My Stress
This Moneys Like A Strong Perscription Drug
Its Got Me Addicted To The
Pleasure And The Pain It Inflictied
Somethin Bout the Vapor Wit Da Bitches And The Presidents Head Damn
Its Like A Mutha Fuckin Plauge Has Spread
Its Epidemic, Forgotten, Forgotten It Got Worse
Keep My Head On Straight
Makin' Money Coz Its Cursed
Makin' Money Makes A Difference Day By Day
So You Gotaa Stay
Hey No Doubt They In And They Out
This Life Is Like A Visions Cycle
Caught Fightin To Live
No Matta How Hard You Try
You See Death
You Gotta By Alot of Mind
Tears Didnt Make It To Be Tears
Come Dear Life Doin Right Or Dear Life Doin Done
Who Has The Answers I Wonder?
I Turn To My Elders
They Aged And Expereinced
But They Cant Even Tell Ya
Or Tell Me That There'll Be Light At The End Of The Road (why?)
Coz They Don Even Know
A Million Things Run Through My Mind
Gotta Be In Jail Doing Time...
(Chorus)
Time Goes By
Puffin' On Life
Hopin' That It Gets me High
Got A Nigga Goin' Craazy (Crazy Crazy)
I Feel Craazy
Time Goes By Puffin' On Life
Hopin' That It Gets Me High
Got A Nigga Goin' Craazy(I Feel Fucked Up)
I Feel Craazy (I Smoked Half An Ounce To The Head, Buddah All That Shit )
Time Goes By
Puffin' On Life
Hopin' That It Gets me High
Got A Nigga Goin' Craazy I Feel Craazy(Im Fucked Up In This Mutha Fucka And Henessey Dont Help, Henessey Dont Help)
Time Goes By(Thug Pass Me This Mutha Fucka)
Puffin' On Life (Makaveli)
Hopin' That It Gets me High
Got A Nigga Goin' Craazy (No Love Straight Thugs)
I Feel Craazy
One Time For My Niggas In The Jail Cells(One Time)
One Time For Ma Niggas Doin Life In Hell(Hell)
One Time For My Niggas In Jail Cells(One Timee)
One Time For Ma Niggas Doin Life In Hell
One Tie For My Niggas on Death Row
(One Timee, One Time)Niggas On Death Row
One Time For My niggas Livin Broke
One Time For My Niggas Livin Broke
One Time For My Niggas InThe Buffalo Jail Cells
Wonder If Get Me Highh
Yeee
Tupac
Thug in Me, Thug in You
By age 13 I was buckwild, Good in my knucklegame
Made it through a tough childhood, Never be the same
Walked in my daddy's shoes, No time to be a peaceful man
Just shatter fools, That's 'til I put my eyes on you
Goddamn 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
Cuz that excites me, The lady bite
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
Though I like the way you scream when you lovin' me
I'm goin' deep, It's the thug in me, So whatcha sayin' girl?
Thug nigga like me
Need a thug lady like you
I got alotta thug in me (In me)
That I wanna put in you (Put in you)
Thug nigga like me
Need a thug lady like you
I got alotta thug in me
That I wanna give to you, girl
Moan baby when we bone, It's on
It's so strong niggas in the next room will come
I got your head swingin'
Tongue kissing, As I hit it from the back
With the bed ringin',
Give me space, As I lick your face, Stick the place
Sychronized so I grind, When they kick the bass
Love fuckin' in the mornin', I get you wet, bust a sweat
Then I'm gone, Left you on your 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 your hair, While we fuckin' in the chair
When you 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
Thug nigga like me
Need a thug lady like you
I got alotta thug in me (In me)
That I wanna put in you (Put in you)
Thug nigga like me
Need a thug lady like you
I got alotta thug in me
That I wanna give to you, girl
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 stroaks
Hold your breath now, Close your eyes
Deep throat, Did you like it?
Ooooh i'm excited
Cause there's a party in my bedroom, You're invited
C'mon now, let me see you 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 ya'll do me, then i'll fuck ya'll
Will you call me the next day
To get sexed by a nigga in the best way
Yah baby that's the price to pay, Only play in the fast lane
When you a hustla, Muthafuckin' cash game
I got you going wild cause i'm lovin you
Drugged out with this muthafuckin' thug in you.
(2x)
Thug nigga like me
Need a thug lady like you
I got alotta thug in me (In me)
That I wanna put in you (Put in you)
Thug nigga like me
Need a thug lady like you
I got alotta thug in me
That I wanna give to you, girl
[Tupac]
As real as it seems the American Dream
Ain't nothing but another calculated schemes
To get us locked up shot up back in chains
To deny us of the future rob our names
Kept my history of mystery but now I see
The American Dream wasn't meant for me
Cause lady liberty is a hypocrite she lied to me
Promised me freedom, education, equality
Never gave me nothing but slavery
And now look at how dangerous you made me
Calling me a mad man cause I'm strong and bold
With this dump full of knowledge of the lies you told
Promise me emancipation indispute nation
All you gave my people was our patience
Fathers of our country never cared for me
They kept my answer shackled up in slavery
And Uncle Sam never did a dam thing for me
Except lie about the facts in my history
So now I'm sitting hear mad cause I'm unemployed
But the government's glad cause they enjoyed
When my people are down so they can screw us around
Time to change the government now panther power
[Chorus]
Panther power
Panther power
Panther power
[Tyson]
Coming straight that resides within
Go toe to toe with a panther and you just can't win
Suffered fame bats suppressed the rest
The rich get richer and the poor can't last
The American Dream was an American nightmare
You kept my people down and refuse to fight fair
The Klu Klux Klan tried to keep us out
Besides drew they know no blacks allowed
With intimidation and segregation was a way for our freedom
But now were impatient
Blacks the other skin: dead or sell outs
Freedom, equality, then I'll yell out
'Don't you ever be ashamed of what you are
It's ya panther power that makes you a star'
Panther power
[Chorus]
Panther power
Panther power
Panther power
[Tupac]
My Mother never let me forget my history
Hoping I was set free chains never put on me
Wanted to be more than just free
Had to know the true facts about my history
I couldn't settle for being a statistic
Couldn't survive in this capitalistic
Government cause it was meant to hold us back
Using ignorant, drugs, to sneak attack
In my community think of unity
But when I charged them, tried to claim immunity
I strike America like a case of hard disease
Panther power is running through my arteries
Try to stop oh boy you'll be clawed to death
Cause I'll be fighting for my freedom with my dying breath
Do you remember that is what I'm asking you?
You think you living free don't let me laugh at you
Open your eyes realize that you have been locked in chains
Said you wasn't civilized and stole your name
Cause some time has passed seem you all forget
There ain't no liberty to you and me we all ain't free yet
Panter power
[Chorus]
Panther power
Panther power
Panther power
[Tupac]
As real as it seems the American Dream
Ain't nothing but another calculated schemes
To get us locked up shot up back in chains
To deny us of the future rob our names
Kept my history of mystery but now I see
The American Dream wasn't meant for me
Cause lady liberty is a hypocrite she lied to me
Promised me freedom, education, equality
Never gave me nothing but slavery
And now look at how dangerous you made me
Calling me a mad man cause I'm strong and bold
With this dump full of knowledge of the lies you told
Promise me emancipation indispute nation
All you gave my people was our patience
Fathers of our country never cared for me
They kept my answer shackled up in slavery
And Uncle Sam never did a dam thing for me
Except lie about the facts in my history
So now I'm sitting hear mad cause I'm unemployed
But the government's glad cause they enjoyed
When my people are down so they can screw us around
Time to change the government now panther power
[Chorus]
(Tupac)
i give a fuck about this nigga named alazae
leave his bitch ass dead in an alleyway
forever today im letting them know
these death row niggas aint gon' neva play
can u believe this nigga sceamin and he got that shit we call the chronic
it smokin shit he'll probably vomit this bitch aint neva had bionics
muthafukka who u talk to smokin trees nigga bow down on ur fukkin knees
in this life i lead we kill for greed understand we ride for currency
have to kill bitches like eminem leave them dead just like the rest of them
still testin him at the source awards him bodyguards wasnt protectin him
now u actin like a nigga u n snoop are tight u werent there when he fought for his life
that shit aint right it was me best believe when i see ur ass im takin flight
now nigga turn back to the old u that bitch from the world class wreckin crew
wit ur lipstick on and a dick in ur ass ha ha yea nigga u remember u
(twist)
so what do u say to somebody u hate
leave your body full of holes left in chalk and tape
mutha fuk snoop and NWA death row could give a fuck about dre
so what do u say to someboey you hate
leave your body full of holes left in chalk n tape mutha fuk snoop and NWA
death row could give a fuck about dre
(swoop)
hey u'se can fuk wit us
got my niggas in the cut
that will fuk u up
got a pretty bad bitch that will set u up
take you to the penthouse and let u fuck then cut your nuts
dr dre been soft scince the very start like when Easy fukked his ass
he aint had no heart he n pac came out then he pulled apart
had everybody knowin that your ass was marked fuk nate dogg
eminem and snoop and all them bitch mutha fukkas that ride wit u
i know they sided wit u they gon' hide wit u yea nigga mutha fukka gon' die wit u
be prepared to shoot let the guns bust niggas at the realest swoop
kid rock n lil C style in the lexis coup everything we ride nigga is bullet proof u knwo how death row do
(twist)
so what do u say to somebody u hate
leave your body full of holes left in chalk and tape
mutha fuk snoop and NWA death row could give a fuck about dre
so what do u say to someboey you hate
leave your body full of holes left in chalk n tape mutha fuk snoop and NWA
death row could give a fuck about dre
(lil C Style)
Ya'll know u some mark ass hook ass bitch ass niggas that aint gon' blast
when i see u niggas alas cant none of yall niggas whoop my ass im
lil c style in the lexus coup high off weed and lots of loot
aint no tellin what im gon' do when i catch that scary ass nigga snoop
might blast u, harass your boo, cause a nigga get way more cash then u
thowin up one nine while im passin u got all these muthafukkas askin u
y swoop n lil style keep smashin u got all these new niggas dissin u
cause u a bitch ass punk ass scary ass nigga who aint gon' blast
i jus might roll up n fuk ur ass, then smoke weed wit ur cousin das
tellin my niggas jus blast ur ass young swoop got a hit a nigga wit no glass
cause kid rock put niggas on there ass death row niggas will always mash
clock the cash, rock the mass, and if u run up ill sock your ass
(twist)
so what do u say to somebody u hate
leave your body full of holes left in chalk and tape
mutha fuk snoop and NWA death row could give a fuck about dre
so what do u say to someboey you hate
leave your body full of holes left in chalk n tape mutha fuk snoop and NWA
death row could give a fuck about dre
(Twist)
I'll always be twist
Alivay my guess
at despence so blood i spit
like wrists and so slick
its twist two GDS sick attributes
and attitudes like i have to shoot
put the heat to Slim shady had him fukkin his kids baby a mouth full of M-80s
bring him through the last circle leave his ass hurtin and his cap lurkin man i can work u
stay away from the name rest eminem
cause im aimin for the emblin
and i could give a fuk about dre and snoop
only mad cause the game was rapin you
doin four minus to much get your groove crushed
a true lust that could make a prostitute blush
fuk wat u heard like a dick in your ear
nigga beggin dissappear move swoop from the rear
im mack cappin, chap style world class chaps until u drop dead
and dre stays gay because pac said and it twist from chaps and the last circle if u wanna know who said it motherfukker
(twist)
so what do u say to somebody u hate
leave your body full of holes left in chalk and tape
mutha fuk snoop and NWA death row could give a fuck about dre
so what do u say to someboey you hate
leave your body full of holes left in chalk n tape mutha fuk snoop and NWA
death row could give a fuck about dre
death row nigga x3
(spoken)
im poppin shit
double r tops drop wit da glocks cocked
bullet proof vests neva get put to rest
ya mean for my nigga makaveli we still ridin up in dis mutha fukka
death row west side nigga
can u niggas see me
the realist
aka american vigilanci
world dont understand me
the re-birth of a pitiful ass muthafukka
eat a dick all day, eat a dick all day on west side
