2Pac - The Prophet: The Best Of The Works... (2005)

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RELEASE DATE:	2005-05-00
DURATION:	-
# OF TRACKS:	14
ALBUM TYPE:	정규, studio
GENRE/STYLE:	팝 랩/힙합
ALSO KNOWN AS:	-
INDEX:	134

INTRODUCTION

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TRACKS

Disc 1

Only God Can Judge Me

2Pac

(Intro: 2Pac)

Only God can judge me, is that right?
(synth voice) Only God can judge me now
Only God baby, nobody else, nobody else
All you other motherfuckers get out my business

(Verse One: 2Pac)

Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back
I couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats
Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed
And hocus pocus try to focus but I can't see
And in my mind I'm a blind man doin time
Look to my future cause my past, is all behind me
Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine?
Everybody's dyin tell me what's the use of tryin
I've been trapped since birth, cautious, cause I'm cursed
And fantasies of my family, in a hearse
And they say it's the white man I should fear
But, it's my own kind doin all the killin here
I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side
Jealousy inside, make em wish I died
Oh my Lord, tell me what I'm livin for
Everybody's droppin got me knockin on heaven's door
And all my memories, of seein brothers bleed
And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees
Recollect your thoughts, don't get caught up in the mix
Cause the media is full of dirty tricks
Only God can judge me

(Chorus: 2Pac)

(synth voice) Only God can judge me
That's right baby, yeah baby
(synth voice) Only God
Hahahahahahahaha
(synth + Pac) Only God can judge me, only God can judge
(synth cont.) me, only God
Only God can judge me
(synth + Pac) Only God can judge me
And only God can
(synth voice) Only God can judge me, only God
Only God can judge me
(synth + Pac) Only God can judge me
Only God can judge me
(synth voice) Only God can judge me, only God
Only God can judge me
(synth voice) Only God can judge me now

(heart monitor: long beep)
Flatline!

(Verse Two: 2Pac)

I hear the doctor standing over me (heart monitor: beeping slowly)
screamin I can make it
Got a body full of bullet holes layin here naked
Still I, can't breathe, somethings evil in my IV
Cause everytime I breathe, I think they killin me (beeping sound stops)
I'm having nightmares, homicidal fantansies
I wake up strangled in, dangled in my bed sheets
I call the nurse cause it hurts, to reminisce
How did it come to this? I wish they didn't miss
Somebody help me, tell me where to go from here
Cause even Thugs cry, but do the Lord care?
Try to remember, but it hurts
I'm walkin through the cemetary talkin to the, dirt
I'd rather die like a man, than live like a coward
There's a ghetto up in Heaven and it's ours, "Black Power"
is what we scream as we dream in a paranoid state
And our fate, is a lifetime of hate
Dear Mama, can you save me? And fuck peace
Cause the streets got our babies, we gotta eat
No more hesitation each and every black male's trapped
And they wonder why we suicidal runnin round strapped
Mista, Po-lice, please try to see that there's
a million motherfuckers stressin just like me
Only God can judge me

(Chorus w/ variations)

(Interlude: 2Pac)

That which does not kill me can only make me stronger
(That's for real)
and I don't see why everybody feel as though
that they gotta tell me how to live my life
(You know?)
Let me live baby, let me live

(Verse Three: Rappin 4-Tay, Tupac)

Pac I feel ya, keep servin it on the rilla
For instance say a playa hatin mark is out to kill ya
Would you be wrong, for buckin a nigga to the pavement?
He gon' get me first, if I don't get him fool start prayin
Ain't no such thing as self-defense in the court of law
So judge us when we get to where we're goin wearin a cross, that's real
Got him, lurked him, crept the fuck up on him
Sold a half a million tapes now everybody want em
After talkin behind my back like a bitch would
Tellin them niggaz, "You can fade him," punk I wish you would
It be them same motherfuckers in your face that'll rush up in your place
to get your safe, knowin you on that paper chase
Grass, glass, big screen and leather couch
My new shit is so fetti already sold a key of ounce
Bitch, remember Tupac and 4-Tay
Them same two brothers dodgin bullets representin the Bay
Pac when you was locked down, that's when I be around
Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown
That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin sellin lies
Don't think I don't see you haters, I know ya'll in disguise

Guess you figure you know me cause I'm a Thug
That love to hit the late night club, drink then buzz
Been livin lavish like a player all day
Now I'm bout to floss em off, player shit with 4-Tay
Only God can judge me

(Chorus w/ variations)

(4Tay) Only God main
(2Pac) That right?
(4Tay) That's real
(2Pac) Hahahahahaha
(4Tay) Fuck everybody else, yaknowhatI'msayin?
(2Pac) Man, look here man
My only fear of death is comin back to this bitch reincarnated
That's for the homey mental
We up out

(Chorus w/out 2Pac continues to fade)

(Intro: 2Pac)

Only God can judge me, is that right?
(synth voice) Only God can judge me now
Only God baby, nobody else, nobody else
All you other motherfuckers get out my business

(Verse One: 2Pac)

Perhaps I was blind to the facts, stabbed in the back
I couldn't trust my own homies just a bunch a dirty rats
Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed
And hocus pocus try to focus but I can't see
And in my mind I'm a blind man doin time
Look to my future cause my past, is all behind me
Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine?
Everybody's dyin tell me what's the use of tryin
I've been trapped since birth, cautious, cause I'm cursed
And fantasies of my family, in a hearse
And they say it's the white man I should fear
But, it's my own kind doin all the killin here
I can't lie, ain't no love for the other side
Jealousy inside, make em wish I died
Oh my Lord, tell me what I'm livin for
Everybody's droppin got me knockin on heaven's door
And all my memories, of seein brothers bleed
And everybody grieves, but still nobody sees
Recollect your thoughts, don't get caught up in the mix
Cause the media is full of dirty tricks
Only God can judge me

(Chorus: 2Pac)

(synth voice) Only God can judge me
That's right baby, yeah baby
(synth voice) Only God
Hahahahahahahaha
(synth + Pac) Only God can judge me, only God can judge
(synth cont.) me, only God
Only God can judge me
(synth + Pac) Only God can judge me
And only God can
(synth voice) Only God can judge me, only God
Only God can judge me
(synth + Pac) Only God can judge me
Only God can judge me
(synth voice) Only God can judge me, only God
Only God can judge me
(synth voice) Only God can judge me now

(heart monitor: long beep)
Flatline!

(Verse Two: 2Pac)

I hear the doctor standing over me (heart monitor: beeping slowly)
screamin I can make it
Got a body full of bullet holes layin here naked
Still I, can't breathe, somethings evil in my IV
Cause everytime I breathe, I think they killin me (beeping sound stops)
I'm having nightmares, homicidal fantansies
I wake up strangled in, dangled in my bed sheets
I call the nurse cause it hurts, to reminisce
How did it come to this? I wish they didn't miss
Somebody help me, tell me where to go from here
Cause even Thugs cry, but do the Lord care?
Try to remember, but it hurts
I'm walkin through the cemetary talkin to the, dirt
I'd rather die like a man, than live like a coward
There's a ghetto up in Heaven and it's ours, "Black Power"
is what we scream as we dream in a paranoid state
And our fate, is a lifetime of hate
Dear Mama, can you save me? And fuck peace
Cause the streets got our babies, we gotta eat
No more hesitation each and every black male's trapped
And they wonder why we suicidal runnin round strapped
Mista, Po-lice, please try to see that there's
a million motherfuckers stressin just like me
Only God can judge me

(Chorus w/ variations)

(Interlude: 2Pac)

That which does not kill me can only make me stronger
(That's for real)
and I don't see why everybody feel as though
that they gotta tell me how to live my life
(You know?)
Let me live baby, let me live

(Verse Three: Rappin 4-Tay, Tupac)

Pac I feel ya, keep servin it on the rilla
For instance say a playa hatin mark is out to kill ya
Would you be wrong, for buckin a nigga to the pavement?
He gon' get me first, if I don't get him fool start prayin
Ain't no such thing as self-defense in the court of law
So judge us when we get to where we're goin wearin a cross, that's real
Got him, lurked him, crept the fuck up on him
Sold a half a million tapes now everybody want em
After talkin behind my back like a bitch would
Tellin them niggaz, "You can fade him," punk I wish you would
It be them same motherfuckers in your face that'll rush up in your place
to get your safe, knowin you on that paper chase
Grass, glass, big screen and leather couch
My new shit is so fetti already sold a key of ounce
Bitch, remember Tupac and 4-Tay
Them same two brothers dodgin bullets representin the Bay
Pac when you was locked down, that's when I be around
Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown
That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin sellin lies
Don't think I don't see you haters, I know ya'll in disguise

Guess you figure you know me cause I'm a Thug
That love to hit the late night club, drink then buzz
Been livin lavish like a player all day
Now I'm bout to floss em off, player shit with 4-Tay
Only God can judge me

(Chorus w/ variations)

(4Tay) Only God main
(2Pac) That right?
(4Tay) That's real
(2Pac) Hahahahahaha
(4Tay) Fuck everybody else, yaknowhatI'msayin?
(2Pac) Man, look here man
My only fear of death is comin back to this bitch reincarnated
That's for the homey mental
We up out

(Chorus w/out 2Pac continues to fade)

There's lyrics registered. But, you can modify it. Thanks :)

Just Like Daddy

2Pac

Outlaw
Go head
In This
No doubt
Death Row
Makaveli
You can call me daddy
I'll be ya daddy
Just like Daddy
For the ladies

(Chorus)

Come to me anytime you want
Dedicate slow jams on the radio
Oh I
Know your happy I can feel ya passion
Looking out for ya just like daddy
Come on
Sunshine turns to rain
Baby I can take away ya pain
If ya trust me
Close your eyes, and feel the magic
Never leave when ya need me
I'll do ya just like daddy

(E.D.I)

I met her when she was younger
Her daddy died when she was younger
Her moms let her do what she please it seemed no one loved her
Her eyes shined love a diamond in the rough
The kind that you can love
Not yet touched
With so much, potential
Youngster, let me got your mental
Into a place, with the sourness of pain you'll never taste
By God's grace you were born with that face
Nothing but pure beauty
So for an eternity I feel it's my duty
To be a souljah, oh yeah baby I got plans to mold ya
And in the coldest nights is when I hold ya
Like I'm supposed to
As we roll closer
I'll take your hand gladly
Anything ya need ask me
Spoil my baby girl just like daddy

(Verse 2 - Tupac)

You alleviate the stress spending time with you, I feel blessed
When you gone feel the pain so strong
Deep in my chest
When I got arrested
Came so close to going to jail
Throwin blows at the po-pos breakin they nails
Screamin loud goin all out
Damn I did
You stayed locked down at moms house
Watchin the kids, through the whole bid
In tha V-I
I seen ya daily
When my fake homies try ta fuck you
You run and tell me
That's why I stay committed
I thank God every time I hit it
Hoping you'll forgive me, for the times I bullshitted
Me and you against the world
We untouchable
Screamin like ya dying every time I'm fuckin' you
Ya never had a father or a family, but I'll be there
No need to fear so much insanity
And through the years
I know ya gave me your heart
Plus
When I'm dirt broke and fucked up
You still love me

(Chorus)

Come to me anytime you want
Dedicate slow james on the radio
Oh I
Know your happy I can feel ya passion
Looking out for ya just like daddy
Come on
Sunshine turns to rain
Baby I can take away ya pain
If ya trust me
Close your eyes, and feel the magic
Never leave when ya need me
I'll do ya just like daddy

(Kadafi)

Boo would ya, die for me?
Down holdin my pistol, gettin high
With mean sounds tougher than bristles
Fool when you cry I'll be ya tissue
Back in the county writing letters how I miss you
Giving you credit, apologetic how I dis you
Get you for thinkin like a minor and on a level of one
And sometime daddy ready to wine ya and dine ya
Lace ya for total vigina and still
We right behind ya tru
Life just me and you no tellin' what we could do
Getting high between the sheets
Make the shit right here discrete
Putting hickies on ya belly while we fucking on the beach
I love it when ya nut up and grab me
I feel for ya badly, baby girl just like daddy

(Young Noble)

Shorty I lend my hand out to help ya
Lost soul looking for shelter
On the late night accept it
Treat ya good won't disrespect ya
My age is young
Out of place binge days is done
From a trixy to a missy, you know I raised ya hon
Placed her under my wing
Showed her how we swing
Now she rollin' blunts for a king
One day labeled thug Mrs
The essence of my ghetto sistas
Hugs and kisses
That's just for me to be a father figure

Chorus over top of talking

Outlaw
Go head
In This
No doubt
Death Row
Makaveli
You can call me daddy
I'll be ya daddy
Just like Daddy
For the ladies

(Chorus)

Come to me anytime you want
Dedicate slow jams on the radio
Oh I
Know your happy I can feel ya passion
Looking out for ya just like daddy
Come on
Sunshine turns to rain
Baby I can take away ya pain
If ya trust me
Close your eyes, and feel the magic
Never leave when ya need me
I'll do ya just like daddy

(E.D.I)

I met her when she was younger
Her daddy died when she was younger
Her moms let her do what she please it seemed no one loved her
Her eyes shined love a diamond in the rough
The kind that you can love
Not yet touched
With so much, potential
Youngster, let me got your mental
Into a place, with the sourness of pain you'll never taste
By God's grace you were born with that face
Nothing but pure beauty
So for an eternity I feel it's my duty
To be a souljah, oh yeah baby I got plans to mold ya
And in the coldest nights is when I hold ya
Like I'm supposed to
As we roll closer
I'll take your hand gladly
Anything ya need ask me
Spoil my baby girl just like daddy

(Verse 2 - Tupac)

You alleviate the stress spending time with you, I feel blessed
When you gone feel the pain so strong
Deep in my chest
When I got arrested
Came so close to going to jail
Throwin blows at the po-pos breakin they nails
Screamin loud goin all out
Damn I did
You stayed locked down at moms house
Watchin the kids, through the whole bid
In tha V-I
I seen ya daily
When my fake homies try ta fuck you
You run and tell me
That's why I stay committed
I thank God every time I hit it
Hoping you'll forgive me, for the times I bullshitted
Me and you against the world
We untouchable
Screamin like ya dying every time I'm fuckin' you
Ya never had a father or a family, but I'll be there
No need to fear so much insanity 
And through the years
I know ya gave me your heart
Plus
When I'm dirt broke and fucked up
You still love me

(Chorus)

Come to me anytime you want
Dedicate slow james on the radio
Oh I
Know your happy I can feel ya passion
Looking out for ya just like daddy
Come on
Sunshine turns to rain
Baby I can take away ya pain
If ya trust me
Close your eyes, and feel the magic
Never leave when ya need me
I'll do ya just like daddy

(Kadafi)

Boo would ya, die for me?
Down holdin my pistol, gettin high
With mean sounds tougher than bristles
Fool when you cry I'll be ya tissue
Back in the county writing letters how I miss you
Giving you credit, apologetic how I dis you
Get you for thinkin like a minor and on a level of one
And sometime daddy ready to wine ya and dine ya
Lace ya for total vigina and still
We right behind ya tru
Life just me and you no tellin' what we could do
Getting high between the sheets
Make the shit right here discrete
Putting hickies on ya belly while we fucking on the beach
I love it when ya nut up and grab me
I feel for ya badly, baby girl just like daddy

(Young Noble)

Shorty I lend my hand out to help ya
Lost soul looking for shelter
On the late night accept it
Treat ya good won't disrespect ya
My age is young
Out of place binge days is done
From a trixy to a missy, you know I raised ya hon
Placed her under my wing
Showed her how we swing
Now she rollin' blunts for a king
One day labeled thug Mrs
The essence of my ghetto sistas
Hugs and kisses
That's just for me to be a father figure

Chorus over top of talking

There's lyrics registered. But, you can modify it. Thanks :)

Me And My Girlfriend

2Pac

(The Lady of Rage)
Shit, you motherfuckin' right.
I'm the bitch that's keepin' it live and keepin' it hot,
When you punk-ass niggas don't.
Nigga, Westside.
What! Bring it on.

(2Pac)
Look for me
Lost in the whirlwind
'96 Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend
Doin' 85 when we ride
Trapped in this world of sin
Born as a ghetto child
Raised in this whirlwind

(C'mon)
Our childhood years, recall the tears, heart laced with venom
Smokin' sherm, drinkin' malt liquor, father forgive 'em
Me and my girlfriend, hustlin', fell in love with the struggle
Hands on the steerin' wheel, blush, while she bail out bustin'
Fuck 'em all, watch 'em fall screamin'
Automatic gunfire, exorcisin' all demons
Mafioso messiah, my congregation high, ready to die
We bail out to take the jail back, niggas unite
Our first date, couldn't wait to see you naked
Touch you in every secret place, I can hardly wait...
To bust freely. Got you red-hot, you so happy to see me
Made the front-page, prime-time, live on TV
Nigga, my girlfriend may be .45 but she still live
One shot makin' niggas heart beats stop

(The Lady of Rage)
What!
I'm bustin' on you punk-ass niggas — run, nigga, run!
I'm on your ass nigga! Run nigga — duck and hide!
Nigga I'm bustin' on all you bitches!
Run, nigga, yeah! Westside!
Uh! Uh! Uh! Die, nigga, die!

(2Pac)
My girlfriend — blacker than the darkest night
When niggas act bitch-made, she got the heart to fight
Nigga, my girlfriend, though we separated at times
I knew deep inside baby-girl 'll always be mine
Picked you up when you was nine
Started out my life of crime with you
Bought you some shells when you turned .22, it's true
Nothing compares to the satisfaction
That I feel when we out mashin'
Me and my girlfriend

All I need in this life of sin,
Is me and my girlfriend.
Down to ride to the bloody end...
Just me and my girlfriend.

All I need in this life of sin,
Is me and my girlfriend.
Down to ride to the bloody end...
Just me and my girlfriend.

I was too immature to understand your ways
Inexperienced back in the days
Caused so many arguments and strays
Now I realise how to treat ya —
The secret to keep ya —
Bein' faithful (now) 'cause now cheatin's lethal
We closer than the hands of time
Deeper than the drive of mankind
I trust you dearly; I shoot blind
In time I clock figures
Dropping niggas as we rise
We all souljah's in God eyes.
Now it's time for war
Never leave me, baby
I'm paranoid
Sleeping with you loaded by my bedside, crazy
Jealous when you hang wit' the fellas
I wait patiently alone
Anticipated for the moment you come home
I'm waiting by the phone
This is true love, I can feel it
I've had a lot of women in my bed but you the realest
If you need me, call
I'll be there through it all
You're the reason I can stand tall
Me and my girlfriend

All I need in this life of sin,
Is me and my girlfriend.
Down to ride to the bloody end...
Just me and my girlfriend.

All I need in this life of sin,
Is me and my girlfriend.
Down to ride to the bloody end...
Just me and my girlfriend.

I love finger fuckin' you
All of a sudden I'm hearin' thunder
When you bust a nut
Niggas be duckin' or takin' numbers
Love to watch you at a block party beggin' for drama
While unleashin' on the old timers, that's on my mama
I would trade my life for yours
Behind closed doors
The only girl that I adore
Everything I'm asking for
Talkin' to me, beggin' me to just take you around
Seventeen, like Brandy, you just Wanna Be Down
Talkin' loud when I tell you, "Be quiet"
You move the crowd, bustin' rounds, activatin' a riot
That's why I love you
So no control, down to roll, unleash
After a hit you break apart, then back to one piece
Much love to my one and only girlfriend, the world is ours
Just hold me down, baby, witness the power
Never leave a nigga alone
I love you black or chrome
Turn this house into a happy home
Me and my girlfriend

All I need in this life of sin,
Is me and my girlfriend.
Down to ride to the bloody end...
Just me and my girlfriend.

All I need in this life of sin,
Is me and my girlfriend.
Down to ride to the bloody end...
Just me and my girlfriend.

All I need in this life of sin,
Is me and my girlfriend.
Down to ride to the bloody end...
Just me and my girlfriend.

Lost in the whirlwind
'96 Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend
Doin' 85 when we ride
Trapped in this whirlwind
Born as a ghetto child
Raised in the whirlwind
Look for me

Lost in the whirlwind
'96 Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend
Doin' 85 when we ride
Trapped in this world of sin
Born as a ghetto child
Raised in this whirlwind
Look for me

Lost in the whirlwind
'96 Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend
Doin' 85 when we ride
Trapped in this world of sin
Born as a ghetto child
Raised in this whirlwind
Look for me

Lost in the whirlwind
'96 Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend...

Lost in the whirlwind
'96 Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend...

Meet my girlfriend!

(The Lady of Rage)
Shit, you motherfuckin' right.
I'm the bitch that's keepin' it live and keepin' it hot,
When you punk-ass niggas don't.
Nigga, Westside.
What! Bring it on.

(2Pac)
Look for me
Lost in the whirlwind
'96 Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend
Doin' 85 when we ride
Trapped in this world of sin
Born as a ghetto child
Raised in this whirlwind

(C'mon)
Our childhood years, recall the tears, heart laced with venom
Smokin' sherm, drinkin' malt liquor, father forgive 'em
Me and my girlfriend, hustlin', fell in love with the struggle
Hands on the steerin' wheel, blush, while she bail out bustin'
Fuck 'em all, watch 'em fall screamin'
Automatic gunfire, exorcisin' all demons
Mafioso messiah, my congregation high, ready to die
We bail out to take the jail back, niggas unite
Our first date, couldn't wait to see you naked
Touch you in every secret place, I can hardly wait...
To bust freely. Got you red-hot, you so happy to see me
Made the front-page, prime-time, live on TV
Nigga, my girlfriend may be .45 but she still live
One shot makin' niggas heart beats stop

(The Lady of Rage)
What!
I'm bustin' on you punk-ass niggas — run, nigga, run!
I'm on your ass nigga! Run nigga — duck and hide!
Nigga I'm bustin' on all you bitches!
Run, nigga, yeah! Westside!
Uh! Uh! Uh! Die, nigga, die!

(2Pac)
My girlfriend — blacker than the darkest night
When niggas act bitch-made, she got the heart to fight
Nigga, my girlfriend, though we separated at times
I knew deep inside baby-girl 'll always be mine
Picked you up when you was nine
Started out my life of crime with you
Bought you some shells when you turned .22, it's true
Nothing compares to the satisfaction
That I feel when we out mashin'
Me and my girlfriend

All I need in this life of sin,
Is me and my girlfriend.
Down to ride to the bloody end...
Just me and my girlfriend.

I was too immature to understand your ways
Inexperienced back in the days
Caused so many arguments and strays
Now I realise how to treat ya —
The secret to keep ya —
Bein' faithful (now) 'cause now cheatin's lethal
We closer than the hands of time
Deeper than the drive of mankind
I trust you dearly; I shoot blind
In time I clock figures
Dropping niggas as we rise
We all souljah's in God eyes.
Now it's time for war
Never leave me, baby
I'm paranoid
Sleeping with you loaded by my bedside, crazy
Jealous when you hang wit' the fellas
I wait patiently alone
Anticipated for the moment you come home
I'm waiting by the phone
This is true love, I can feel it
I've had a lot of women in my bed but you the realest
If you need me, call
I'll be there through it all
You're the reason I can stand tall
Me and my girlfriend

All I need in this life of sin,
Is me and my girlfriend.
Down to ride to the bloody end...
Just me and my girlfriend.

I love finger fuckin' you
All of a sudden I'm hearin' thunder
When you bust a nut
Niggas be duckin' or takin' numbers
Love to watch you at a block party beggin' for drama
While unleashin' on the old timers, that's on my mama
I would trade my life for yours
Behind closed doors
The only girl that I adore
Everything I'm asking for
Talkin' to me, beggin' me to just take you around
Seventeen, like Brandy, you just Wanna Be Down
Talkin' loud when I tell you, "Be quiet"
You move the crowd, bustin' rounds, activatin' a riot
That's why I love you
So no control, down to roll, unleash
After a hit you break apart, then back to one piece
Much love to my one and only girlfriend, the world is ours
Just hold me down, baby, witness the power
Never leave a nigga alone
I love you black or chrome
Turn this house into a happy home
Me and my girlfriend

All I need in this life of sin,
Is me and my girlfriend.
Down to ride to the bloody end...
Just me and my girlfriend.

Lost in the whirlwind
'96 Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend
Doin' 85 when we ride
Trapped in this whirlwind
Born as a ghetto child
Raised in the whirlwind
Look for me

Lost in the whirlwind
'96 Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend
Doin' 85 when we ride
Trapped in this world of sin
Born as a ghetto child
Raised in this whirlwind
Look for me

Lost in the whirlwind
'96 Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend...

Meet my girlfriend!

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Against All Odds

2Pac

(Gun shots)

21 Gun Salute
One love, One love
One Nation
21 Gun Salute
All the time I'm ...

Hoping my true motherfuckas know,
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke

(Verse 1)

21 Gun Salute dressed in fatigue, black jeans and boots
Disappeared in the crowd all you seen was troops
This little nigga named Nas thinks he live like me
He's talking about he left the hospital took five like me
You living fantasies nigga, I reject your deposit
We shook Dre punk ass, now he out of the closet
Mobb Deep wonder why nigga blowed them out
Next time grown folks talking, nigga close your mouths
Peep me, I take this war shit deeply
I seen too many real players fall to let these bitch niggas beat me
Puffy, lets be honest you a punk, You gonna see me with gloves
Remember that shit you said to Vibe about me being a Thug
Well you can tell the people you roll with whatever you want
But you and I know what's going on (Don't you)
Pay back, I knew you bitch niggas from way back
Witness me strapped with macs, knew I wouldn't play that
All you old rappers trying to advance
It's all over now, take it like a man (Trick ass square)
Niggas looking like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick (look at De La Soul)
Trying to player hate on my shit, can eat a fat dick
Let it be known this is how you made me
Love it how I got you niggas crazy, Against All Odds

(Chorus)

Hoping my thug motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against All Odds
Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote

(Verse 2)

I heard he was light skinned, stocky with a Haitian accent
Jewellery, fast cars and known for flashing
Listen while I take you back and lace this rap
A real live tale about a snitch named Haitian Jack
Knew he was working for the feds, same crime different trials
Niggas picture what he said, and did I mention?
Promised a payback, Jimmy Henchmen, in due time
I knew you bitch niggas was listening, the world is mine (hey Nas)
Set me up, wet me up, niggas stuck me up
Heard the guns bust, but you tricks never shut me up
Touch one of mine, on everything I owe
I'll destroy everything you touch, play the game nigga
All out warfare, eye for eye
Last words to a bitch nigga, why you lie?
Now you gotta watch your back, now, watch your front
Here we come gun shots to Tut, now you stuck
Fuck the rap game nigga, this M.O.B
So believe me, we enemies, I go Against All Odds

(Chorus)

Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow (blow)
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against All Odds
Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote (you all know)

(Verse 3)

Puffy getting robbed like a bitch to hide that fact
He did some shit he shouldn't have did so we ride them for that
And that nigga that was down for me, rest his head
Switched sides, guess his new friends wanted him dead
Probably be murdered for the shit that I said
I bring the real, be a legend, breathing or dead
Lord listen to me, God don't like ugly It Was Written
Hey Nas, your whole damn style is bitten (nigga sounds like Rakim, man!)
You heard 'My Melody', read about my life in the papers
All my run-ins with authorities, felonious capers (punk)
Now you want to live my life, so what's the hassle Nas?
Niggas that don't rhyme right, you've seen too many movies
Load him up against the wall, close his eyes
Since you lie, you die, goodbye
Let the real life niggas hear the truth from me
What would you do if you was me, Against All Odds

(Chorus)

Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against All Odds
Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against All Odds

(Tupac Talking)

One love to my true thug niggas (Outlaw, Outlaw)
21 Gun Salute to my niggas that died in the lines of duty
Represent to the fullest and be a souljah
The military minds that play the rules of the game
21 Gun Salute
I salute you my niggas
Stay strong
I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you
It's on for you
Cause all you bitch made niggas
Are coming for me
Against all odds
I don't care who you fuck with
You touch me I'm at you
I know you motherfuckers don't think I forgot
Hell na I ain't forgot nigga
I just remember what you told me
You said don't go to war till I got my money right
Now I got my money right
Now I want war

(Gun shots)

21 Gun Salute
One love, One love
One Nation
21 Gun Salute
All the time I'm ...

Hoping my true motherfuckas know, 
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke

(Verse 1)

21 Gun Salute dressed in fatigue, black jeans and boots
Disappeared in the crowd all you seen was troops
This little nigga named Nas thinks he live like me
He's talking about he left the hospital took five like me
You living fantasies nigga, I reject your deposit
We shook Dre punk ass, now he out of the closet
Mobb Deep wonder why nigga blowed them out
Next time grown folks talking, nigga close your mouths
Peep me, I take this war shit deeply
I seen too many real players fall to let these bitch niggas beat me
Puffy, lets be honest you a punk, You gonna see me with gloves
Remember that shit you said to Vibe about me being a Thug
Well you can tell the people you roll with whatever you want
But you and I know what's going on (Don't you)
Pay back, I knew you bitch niggas from way back
Witness me strapped with macs, knew I wouldn't play that
All you old rappers trying to advance
It's all over now, take it like a man (Trick ass square)
Niggas looking like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick (look at De La Soul)
Trying to player hate on my shit, can eat a fat dick
Let it be known this is how you made me
Love it how I got you niggas crazy, Against All Odds

(Chorus)

Hoping my thug motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against All Odds
Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote

(Verse 2)

I heard he was light skinned, stocky with a Haitian accent
Jewellery, fast cars and known for flashing
Listen while I take you back and lace this rap
A real live tale about a snitch named Haitian Jack
Knew he was working for the feds, same crime different trials
Niggas picture what he said, and did I mention?
Promised a payback, Jimmy Henchmen, in due time
I knew you bitch niggas was listening, the world is mine (hey Nas)
Set me up, wet me up, niggas stuck me up
Heard the guns bust, but you tricks never shut me up
Touch one of mine, on everything I owe
I'll destroy everything you touch, play the game nigga
All out warfare, eye for eye
Last words to a bitch nigga, why you lie?
Now you gotta watch your back, now, watch your front
Here we come gun shots to Tut, now you stuck
Fuck the rap game nigga, this M.O.B
So believe me, we enemies, I go Against All Odds

(Chorus)

Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow (blow)
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against All Odds
Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote (you all know)

(Verse 3)

Puffy getting robbed like a bitch to hide that fact
He did some shit he shouldn't have did so we ride them for that
And that nigga that was down for me, rest his head
Switched sides, guess his new friends wanted him dead
Probably be murdered for the shit that I said
I bring the real, be a legend, breathing or dead
Lord listen to me, God don't like ugly It Was Written
Hey Nas, your whole damn style is bitten (nigga sounds like Rakim, man!)
You heard 'My Melody', read about my life in the papers
All my run-ins with authorities, felonious capers (punk)
Now you want to live my life, so what's the hassle Nas?
Niggas that don't rhyme right, you've seen too many movies
Load him up against the wall, close his eyes
Since you lie, you die, goodbye
Let the real life niggas hear the truth from me
What would you do if you was me, Against All Odds

(Chorus)

Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against All Odds
Hoping my true motherfuckas know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio, gettin blow
To the truest shit I ever spoke
Against All Odds

(Tupac Talking)

One love to my true thug niggas (Outlaw, Outlaw)
21 Gun Salute to my niggas that died in the lines of duty
Represent to the fullest and be a souljah
The military minds that play the rules of the game
21 Gun Salute
I salute you my niggas
Stay strong
I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you
It's on for you
Cause all you bitch made niggas
Are coming for me
Against all odds
I don't care who you fuck with
You touch me I'm at you
I know you motherfuckers don't think I forgot
Hell na I ain't forgot nigga
I just remember what you told me
You said don't go to war till I got my money right
Now I got my money right
Now I want war

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Tradin War Stories

2Pac

A military mind nigga.
A military mind mean money.
A criminal grind nigga.
A criminal grind mean hustle.
You know,

We tradin war stories.
We outlaws on the rise.
Jealous niggas I despise.
Look in my eyes. (2x)

Now can your mind picture
A thug nigga drinkin hard liquor.
This ghetto life has got me catchin up to god quicker.
Who would figure that all I need was a
Hair trigga Semi-Automatic Mac-11 just to scare niggas.
Pardon my thug poetry,
But suckers is born everyday and fear of man grow on trees.
Criminal ties for centuries.
A legend in my own rhymes,
So niggas wishful when they mention
Makaveli was my tutor and Donald Goines
My father figure.
Mama sent me to go play with the drug dealers.
Henceforth,
We thug niggas and we came in packs.
Every one of niggas strapped sippin on 'nac(Cognac)
In the back, my AR 15.
Thuggin till I die.
These streets got me cravin thorazine
My lyrics are blueprints to money makin.
Fat as that ass that honeys' shakin.

Repeat chorus 2X

I must stay thuggin and shit.
They call it overthuggin and shit.
But I was just a younger nigga gettin older and lovin this shit.
But what was I doin in this place?
To the fakes without a pistol in the first,
Facin termination in the worst.
But I figured to play the war,
To watch all these playa hatin niggas position,
For I could see em all.
Made it up out of there.
Lucky to be here
to tell you, but it'll never be a repeat.
People I'm tryin to tell you.

Now picture the scenery.
I'm thugged out smokin greenery.
Considered a BG(baby gangsta) but I'm offering
This game something deeper.
My eyes only see these
That's why I'm definately bugged out.
Learned to know how.
Well to do now.
By 18, turned out.
And why I do it?
The ridin and smokin, collidin with foes in the first place,
that shouldn't have fucked with us in the first place.
Got real OG's(original gangsta) droppin game to the youngsters.
Y'all don't want no fun
Cuz y'all be the next in the long line of ??

Chorus repeats 2X

I starts em off with this gansta raw story tale.
Stackin loot up in the coup that I protect with a Mack 12.
Slap my clip in the chamber.
Fool, your life's in danger.
No one will remain when I come through dumpin insane.
Call me ?? Major Payne.
Ya slay and move and gain.
I be the nigga pullin the trigga and
Dumpin the hollow points in your brain.
Mo bigger balls that RuPaul.
Thug Life ain't a ball.
We bust that ass up against a wall.
? As for men ?
We bucks em down on the way to the ground.
Ain't nuttin but the hog in me.
This stuff is real, dough(though).
Killin the Po's and keep mobbin, G.
???
?? with a sawed off.
Cuz they dirty as drawers, y'all.
And had them bitch niggas hauled off.

Chorus repeats 2X

Mama had me lived and raised on shit that ain't ok.
Ain't nuttin on this earth will make a nigga like me stay.
I'm reminissin and catchin flashbacks when niggas
Ran up in my house and I was too young to try to blast back.
What happend then, no one would tell me since I was 3.
Heard they got to my peoples.
Now they livin somewhere free.
But fuck that,
You got whats mines and I want that.
Never drop my guard
Been on the squad
Since ways back.
And now I'm sittin,
Holdin in anger because my parents missin.
Thuggin and murderin.
Got some war stories for ya.

Now look at me.
Straight Outlaw Immortal.
Never gave a fuck cuz I was nobody's daughter.
Outlaw from my tits to my clips.
Don't try to figure cuz the murderous tendencies of my mind
Can be controled, nigga.
So who's the bigger?
Who's the quickest killer?
Would ya try to trip with my finger on the 9 milla.
When I got cha, ak nine fourths(?)
Prayin to god as your life goes back and forth.

Chorus repeats through the rest of the song.

(Spoken)
War stories, nigga.
Heh, heh. Ya playas, too.
Thug Life. Outlaw Immortals. Mother fuckin Tupac AKA Makaveli.
Can you feel me?
Just say never
Say Death Row.
My niggas love that shit.
Dramacydal in this mother fucker.
Heh, heh. Yeah nigga. Shout outs to my niggas Fatal and Felony.
See ?, ya bald head nut.
What?
You know what time it is.

A military mind nigga.
A military mind mean money.
A criminal grind nigga.
A criminal grind mean hustle.
You know,

We tradin war stories.
We outlaws on the rise.
Jealous niggas I despise.
Look in my eyes. (2x)

Now can your mind picture
A thug nigga drinkin hard liquor.
This ghetto life has got me catchin up to god quicker.
Who would figure that all I need was a 
Hair trigga Semi-Automatic Mac-11 just to scare niggas.
Pardon my thug poetry,
But suckers is born everyday and fear of man grow on trees.
Criminal ties for centuries.
A legend in my own rhymes,
So niggas wishful when they mention 
Makaveli was my tutor and Donald Goines
My father figure.
Mama sent me to go play with the drug dealers.
Henceforth,
We thug niggas and we came in packs.
Every one of niggas strapped sippin on 'nac(Cognac)
In the back, my AR 15.
Thuggin till I die.
These streets got me cravin thorazine
My lyrics are blueprints to money makin.
Fat as that ass that honeys' shakin.

Repeat chorus 2X

I must stay thuggin and shit.
They call it overthuggin and shit.
But I was just a younger nigga gettin older and lovin this shit.
But what was I doin in this place?
To the fakes without a pistol in the first,
Facin termination in the worst.
But I figured to play the war,
To watch all these playa hatin niggas position,
For I could see em all.
Made it up out of there.
Lucky to be here
to tell you, but it'll never be a repeat.
People I'm tryin to tell you.

Now picture the scenery.
I'm thugged out smokin greenery.
Considered a BG(baby gangsta) but I'm offering 
This game something deeper.
My eyes only see these
That's why I'm definately bugged out.
Learned to know how.
Well to do now.
By 18, turned out.
And why I do it?
The ridin and smokin, collidin with foes in the first place,
that shouldn't have fucked with us in the first place.
Got real OG's(original gangsta) droppin game to the youngsters.
Y'all don't want no fun 
Cuz y'all be the next in the long line of ??

Chorus repeats 2X

I starts em off with this gansta raw story tale.
Stackin loot up in the coup that I protect with a Mack 12.
Slap my clip in the chamber.
Fool, your life's in danger.
No one will remain when I come through dumpin insane.
Call me ?? Major Payne.
Ya slay and move and gain.
I be the nigga pullin the trigga and 
Dumpin the hollow points in your brain.
Mo bigger balls that RuPaul.
Thug Life ain't a ball.
We bust that ass up against a wall.
? As for men ?
We bucks em down on the way to the ground.
Ain't nuttin but the hog in me.
This stuff is real, dough(though).
Killin the Po's and keep mobbin, G.
???
?? with a sawed off.
Cuz they dirty as drawers, y'all.
And had them bitch niggas hauled off.

Chorus repeats 2X

Mama had me lived and raised on shit that ain't ok.
Ain't nuttin on this earth will make a nigga like me stay.
I'm reminissin and catchin flashbacks when niggas 
Ran up in my house and I was too young to try to blast back.
What happend then, no one would tell me since I was 3.
Heard they got to my peoples.
Now they livin somewhere free.
But fuck that,
You got whats mines and I want that.
Never drop my guard
Been on the squad
Since ways back.
And now I'm sittin,
Holdin in anger because my parents missin.
Thuggin and murderin.
Got some war stories for ya.

Now look at me.
Straight Outlaw Immortal.
Never gave a fuck cuz I was nobody's daughter.
Outlaw from my tits to my clips.
Don't try to figure cuz the murderous tendencies of my mind 
Can be controled, nigga.
So who's the bigger?
Who's the quickest killer?
Would ya try to trip with my finger on the 9 milla.
When I got cha, ak nine fourths(?)
Prayin to god as your life goes back and forth.

Chorus repeats through the rest of the song.

(Spoken)
War stories, nigga.
Heh, heh. Ya playas, too.
Thug Life. Outlaw Immortals. Mother fuckin Tupac AKA Makaveli.
Can you feel me?
Just say never
Say Death Row.
My niggas love that shit.
Dramacydal in this mother fucker.
Heh, heh. Yeah nigga. Shout outs to my niggas Fatal and Felony.
See ?, ya bald head nut.
What?
You know what time it is.

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Skandalouz

2Pac

(2Pac) Hey Nate you know you got to focus on this motherfucker
We's gonna talk about these scandalous hoes
(Nate) I can talk about scandalous bitches
(2Pac) Oh I know you can!
I know you that's why we gonna do it
Daz on the beat
Hey Daz, nigga stop fuckin around with the piano nigga
Just drop that shit like uhh, this here

(2Pac)
I met you through my homie now you act like you don't know me
So disappointed cause baby that shit was so phony
It's not for me, you see no lovin from my closest homies
Woulda paid you no mind, but baby you was all up on me
While you proceed with precision, you had the table hosed
No, I ain't mad at you baby, go 'head and play them fools
They chose not to listen, so now he stuck inside his house
and can't leave without his bitch permission
The mission's to be a playa, my alias is Boss
Drop a top on these jealous niggaz, playa let me floss
Y'all don't wanna see me in pain
I'll leave that ass like Toni Braxton, Never breathing again
It's scandalous, I never liked your back stabbin ass, triiick
Used to watch you money grabbin, who you baggin beeyitch?
Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust
But bitches lookin scandalous

Chorus: Nate Dogg

Scandalous.. she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous
She's so scandalous.. she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous
Scandalous.. she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous
She's so scandalous.. she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous

(2Pac)
How's it hangin? Cause baby from the back the shit is bangin
I've been stressin in this ghetto game, tryin to do my thang
Won't be no bullshit, no ass-kissin
This bitch'll have ya wakin up with all your cash missin
I'm askin, as if I'm qualified to analyze
You're lookin at a bitch who specialize in tellin lies
She got a body make a motherfucker fantasize
Her face ain't never shed a tear through them scandalous eyes
My sister ? in poverty
Plus I knew she was a freak bitch so why should it bother me?
I'd probably be sprung, addicted to the heat of her tongue
and though I don't where we're goin, she's makin me come
I've been trained as a boss playa, so what you sayin?
Let me show you, got some hookers we can toss later
Before I let her get me off guard
Went in the purse took a hundred dollars
Nigga I'm so scandalous

Chorus

(2Pac)
Dangerous and ambitious, while schemin on gettin riches
I'm spittin at tricks cause I'm addicted to pretty bitches
Currency motivated, not easily terminated
Now that we made it, my niggaz can never be faded
This is my prophecy -- I gotta be paid
All you cowards that try to stop me is beggin for early graves
I thought we was cool, I was a fool, thinkin you could be true
when I don't fuck with your punk crew
These are the tales for my niggaz doin time in the cell
I went from hell, to livin well
Bustin at niggaz who said my name in vain
I got no time for them tricks, I'm heavy in the game
I wanna be a baller, please
But the bitches and the liquor keep on callin me
I'm floatin free on the highway, formulatin plans
Can't wait til I see L.A., cause it's so scandalous

Chorus

Chorus *repeat to end* (2Pac speaks over it)

(2Pac)
Aiyyo.. how the prettiest bitch be the more scandalous the hoe be
You ever peep that shit? (Nah)
A bitch can be like fifteen, fuckin with a nigga 35
Gettin him for ends
Hoes these days is way too motherfuckin intelligent
When these niggaz get to trickin, hahaha, it's over then
That's aight though
Keep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long
Watch them hoes
All you niggaz out there
Beware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

(2Pac)
I met you through my homie now you act like you don't know me
So disappointed cause baby that shit was so phony
It's not for me, you see no lovin from my closest homies
Woulda paid you no mind, but baby you was all up on me
While you proceed with precision, you had the table hosed
No, I ain't mad at you baby, go 'head and play them fools
They chose not to listen, so now he stuck inside his house 
and can't leave without his bitch permission
The mission's to be a playa, my alias is Boss
Drop a top on these jealous niggaz, playa let me floss
Y'all don't wanna see me in pain
I'll leave that ass like Toni Braxton, Never breathing again
It's scandalous, I never liked your back stabbin ass, triiick
Used to watch you money grabbin, who you baggin beeyitch?
Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust
But bitches lookin scandalous

Chorus: Nate Dogg

Scandalous.. she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous
She's so scandalous.. she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous
Scandalous.. she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous
She's so scandalous.. she's so scandalous, she's so scandalous

(2Pac)
How's it hangin? Cause baby from the back the shit is bangin
I've been stressin in this ghetto game, tryin to do my thang
Won't be no bullshit, no ass-kissin
This bitch'll have ya wakin up with all your cash missin
I'm askin, as if I'm qualified to analyze
You're lookin at a bitch who specialize in tellin lies
She got a body make a motherfucker fantasize
Her face ain't never shed a tear through them scandalous eyes
My sister ? in poverty
Plus I knew she was a freak bitch so why should it bother me?
I'd probably be sprung, addicted to the heat of her tongue
and though I don't where we're goin, she's makin me come
I've been trained as a boss playa, so what you sayin?
Let me show you, got some hookers we can toss later
Before I let her get me off guard
Went in the purse took a hundred dollars
Nigga I'm so scandalous

Chorus

(2Pac)
Dangerous and ambitious, while schemin on gettin riches
I'm spittin at tricks cause I'm addicted to pretty bitches
Currency motivated, not easily terminated
Now that we made it, my niggaz can never be faded
This is my prophecy -- I gotta be paid
All you cowards that try to stop me is beggin for early graves
I thought we was cool, I was a fool, thinkin you could be true
when I don't fuck with your punk crew
These are the tales for my niggaz doin time in the cell
I went from hell, to livin well
Bustin at niggaz who said my name in vain
I got no time for them tricks, I'm heavy in the game
I wanna be a baller, please
But the bitches and the liquor keep on callin me
I'm floatin free on the highway, formulatin plans
Can't wait til I see L.A., cause it's so scandalous

Chorus

Chorus *repeat to end* (2Pac speaks over it)

(2Pac)
Aiyyo.. how the prettiest bitch be the more scandalous the hoe be
You ever peep that shit? (Nah)
A bitch can be like fifteen, fuckin with a nigga 35
Gettin him for ends
Hoes these days is way too motherfuckin intelligent
When these niggaz get to trickin, hahaha, it's over then
That's aight though
Keep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long
Watch them hoes
All you niggaz out there
Beware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

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2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted

2Pac

(Snoop) Up out of there
(Tupac) *chuckles*
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
(Snoop) Pump that up G
(Tupac) Ahh shit, you done fucked up now
-Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party-
(Tupac)You done put two of America's most wanted in
the same motherfuckin place at the same
-Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party-
(Tupac)motherfuckin time, hahahahah
Y'all niggaz about to feel this
-Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party-
(Tupac) Break out the champagne glasses and the
motherfuckin condoms Have one on us aight?
-Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party-

(2Pac)
Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the hoochies with precision my intention's to get richer
With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin homey
Youse a cold ass nigga on them hogs

(Snoop)
Sho nuff, I keep my hand on my gun,
cuz they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom waitin on the outcome
Free Tupac, is all that's on a niggaz mind
But at the same time it seem they tryin to take mine
So I'ma get smart, and get defensive and shit
And put together a million march, for some gangsta shit

(2Pac)
So now they got us laced
Two multimillionare motherfuckers catchin cases (mmm)
Bitches get ready for the throwdown,
the shit's about to go down
Uhh, me and Snoop about to clown
I'm Losin My Religion, I'm vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missin
Niggaz be actin like they savage, they out to get the cabbage
I got, nuthin but love, for my niggaz livin lavish

(Snoop)
I got a pit named P, she niggarino
I got a house out in the hills right next to Chino
and I, think I got a black Beamer
but my dream is to own a fly casino
like Bugsy Seagel, and do it all legal
and get scooped up, by the little homie in the Regal
Mmm, it feel good to you baby bubba
Ya see, this is for the G's and the keys motherfucker

(2Pac)
Now follow as we riiiiide
Motherfuck the rest, two of the best from the West side
And I can make you famous
Niggaz been dyin for years, so how could they blame us
I live in fear of a felony
I never stop bailin these, motherfuckin G's
If ya got it better flaunt it, another warrant
2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted

Chorus:
-Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party-
-Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party-
(Tupac) Nuthin but a gangsta party... Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
-Nuthin but a gangsta party-
(Tupac)it ain't nuthin but a motherfuckin gangsta party
-Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party-
(Tupac) Nuthin but a gangsta party it ain't nuthin but a
motherfuckin gangsta party
-Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party-

(2Pac)
Now give me fifty feet
Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets
And keep whatever's left of me
Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck wit me
I bust and flea, these niggaz must be crazy what??
There ain't no mercy motherfuckers who can fade the Thugs
(hahah right) You thought it was but it wasn't, now dissapear
Bow down in the presence of a boss player

(Snoop)
It's like cuz, blood, gangbangin
Everybody in the party doin dope slangin
You got to have papers in this world
You might get your first snatch, before your eyes swerl
Ya doing ya job, every day
And then you work so hard til ya hair turn gray
Let me tell you about life, and bout the way it is
You see we live by the gun, so we die by the gun's kids

(2Pac)
They tell me not to roll with my glock
So now I gotta throw away
Floatin in the black Benz, tryin to do a show a day
They wonder how I live, with five shots
Niggaz is hard to kill, on my block
Schemes for currency and doe related
Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it
No answers to questions, I'm tryin to get up on it
My nigga Dogg with me, eternally the most wanted

Chorus (w/ variations to end)

(2Pac)
Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the hoochies with precision my intention's to get richer
With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin homey
Youse a cold ass nigga on them hogs

(Snoop)
Sho nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, 
cuz they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom waitin on the outcome
Free Tupac, is all that's on a niggaz mind
But at the same time it seem they tryin to take mine
So I'ma get smart, and get defensive and shit
And put together a million march, for some gangsta shit

(2Pac)
So now they got us laced
Two multimillionare motherfuckers catchin cases (mmm)
Bitches get ready for the throwdown, 
the shit's about to go down
Uhh, me and Snoop about to clown
I'm Losin My Religion, I'm vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missin
Niggaz be actin like they savage, they out to get the cabbage
I got, nuthin but love, for my niggaz livin lavish

(Snoop)
I got a pit named P, she niggarino
I got a house out in the hills right next to Chino
and I, think I got a black Beamer
but my dream is to own a fly casino
like Bugsy Seagel, and do it all legal
and get scooped up, by the little homie in the Regal
Mmm, it feel good to you baby bubba
Ya see, this is for the G's and the keys motherfucker

(2Pac)
Now follow as we riiiiide
Motherfuck the rest, two of the best from the West side
And I can make you famous
Niggaz been dyin for years, so how could they blame us
I live in fear of a felony
I never stop bailin these, motherfuckin G's
If ya got it better flaunt it, another warrant
2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted

Chorus:
-Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party-
-Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party-
(Tupac) Nuthin but a gangsta party... Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
-Nuthin but a gangsta party-
(Tupac)it ain't nuthin but a motherfuckin gangsta party 
-Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party-
(Tupac) Nuthin but a gangsta party it ain't nuthin but a
motherfuckin gangsta party 
-Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party-

(2Pac)
Now give me fifty feet
Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets
And keep whatever's left of me
Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck wit me
I bust and flea, these niggaz must be crazy what??
There ain't no mercy motherfuckers who can fade the Thugs
(hahah right) You thought it was but it wasn't, now dissapear
Bow down in the presence of a boss player

(Snoop)
It's like cuz, blood, gangbangin
Everybody in the party doin dope slangin
You got to have papers in this world
You might get your first snatch, before your eyes swerl
Ya doing ya job, every day
And then you work so hard til ya hair turn gray
Let me tell you about life, and bout the way it is
You see we live by the gun, so we die by the gun's kids

(2Pac)
They tell me not to roll with my glock
So now I gotta throw away
Floatin in the black Benz, tryin to do a show a day
They wonder how I live, with five shots
Niggaz is hard to kill, on my block
Schemes for currency and doe related
Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it
No answers to questions, I'm tryin to get up on it
My nigga Dogg with me, eternally the most wanted

Chorus (w/ variations to end)

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To Live And Die In L.a

2Pac

California Love

2Pac

Roger Troutman
<a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California">California</a> love

California knows how to party
California knows how to party
In the city of <a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California/Los_Angeles" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California/Los Angeles">LA</a>
In the city of good old Watts
In the city, the city of <a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California/Compton" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California/Compton">Compton</a>
We keep it rocking
We keep it rocking

Dr. Dre
Now let me welcome everybody to the wild, wild west
A state that's untouchable like Eliot Ness
The track hits your eardrum like a slug to your chest
Pack a vest for your jimmy in the city of sex
We in that sunshine state with a bomb-ass hemp beat
The state where you never find a dancefloor empty
And pimps be on a mission for them greens
Lean, mean, money-making machines serving fiends
I been in the game for ten years making rap tunes
Ever since honeys was wearing Sassoon
Now it's '95 and they clock me and watch me
Diamonds shining; looking like I robbed Liberace
It's all good from <a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California/San_Diego" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California/San Diego">Diego</a> to the Bay
Your city is the bomb if your city making pay
Throw up a finger if you feel the same way
Dre putting it down for California

California (California) knows how to party (knows how to party)
California (West Coast) knows how to party (yes they do)
In the city of LA (city of LA)
In the city of good old Watts (good old Watts)
In the city, the city of Compton (city of Compton, yeah)
We keep it rocking (keep it rocking)
We keep it rocking

Shake it, shake it, baby
Shake it, shake it
Shake it, baby
Shake it, shake it, mama
Shake it, Cali (shake it, Cali)
Shake it, shake it, baby (that's right...)
Shake it, shake it, baby, baby
Shake it, shake it, mama
Shake it, Cali

2Pac
Out on bail, fresh out of jail, California dreaming
Soon as I stepped on the scene I'm hearing hoochies screamin'
Fiending for money and alcohol
The life of a Westside player, where cowards die
And it's all war
Only in Cali where we riot, not rally to live and die
In LA we wearing Chucks, not Ballys (that's right...)
Dressed in locs and khaki suits and ride is what we do
Flossing but have caution; we collide with other crews
Famous 'cause we programme worldwide
Let them recognize from <a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California/Long_Beach" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California/Long Beach">Long Beach</a> to Rosecrans
Bumping and grinding like a slow jam, it's Westside
So you know <a href="/Category:Label/Death_Row_Records" title="Category:Label/Death Row Records">The Row</a> won't bow down to no man
Say what you say
But give me that bomb beat from Dre
Let me serenade the streets of LA
From <a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California/Oakland" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California/Oakland">Oakland</a> to <a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California/Sacramento" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California/Sacramento">Sac-Town</a>
The Bay Area and back down
Cali is where they put they mack down
Give me love

California knows how to party
California knows how to party
In the city of LA (South Central)
In the city of good old Watts (that's right)
In the city, the city of Compton
We keep it rocking
We keep it rocking

(Yeah, yeah, now make it shake)
Shake it, shake it, baby
Shake it, shake it, shake it, baby
Shake it, shake it, mama
Shake it, Cali (shake it, Cali)
Shake it, shake it, baby (shake it, Cali)
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, mama (West Coast)
Shake it Cali...

Dr. Dre
...Yeah... Long Beach in the house... yeah. Oaktown; Oakland definitely in the house... <a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California/San_Francisco" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California/San Francisco">'Frisco</a>, 'Frisco
2Pac
Hey, you know LA up in this
Dr. Dre
<a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California/Pasadena" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California/Pasadena">Pasadena</a>, where you at? Yeah, Inglewood, Inglewood always up to no good
2Pac
Even <a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California/Hollywood" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California/Hollywood">Hollywood</a> trying to get a piece, baby
Dr. Dre
Sacramento, Sacramento, where you at? Yeah

2Pac
Throw it up, y'all, throw it up, throw it up, I can't see you

Roger Troutman
<a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California">California</a> love

California knows how to party
California knows how to party
In the city of <a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California/Los_Angeles" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California/Los Angeles">LA</a>
In the city of good old Watts
In the city, the city of <a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California/Compton" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California/Compton">Compton</a>
We keep it rocking 
We keep it rocking

Dr. Dre
Now let me welcome everybody to the wild, wild west
A state that's untouchable like Eliot Ness
The track hits your eardrum like a slug to your chest
Pack a vest for your jimmy in the city of sex
We in that sunshine state with a bomb-ass hemp beat
The state where you never find a dancefloor empty
And pimps be on a mission for them greens
Lean, mean, money-making machines serving fiends
I been in the game for ten years making rap tunes
Ever since honeys was wearing Sassoon
Now it's '95 and they clock me and watch me
Diamonds shining; looking like I robbed Liberace
It's all good from <a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California/San_Diego" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California/San Diego">Diego</a> to the Bay
Your city is the bomb if your city making pay
Throw up a finger if you feel the same way
Dre putting it down for California

California (California) knows how to party (knows how to party)
California (West Coast) knows how to party (yes they do)
In the city of LA (city of LA)
In the city of good old Watts (good old Watts)
In the city, the city of Compton (city of Compton, yeah)
We keep it rocking (keep it rocking)
We keep it rocking

Shake it, shake it, baby
Shake it, shake it
Shake it, baby
Shake it, shake it, mama
Shake it, Cali (shake it, Cali)
Shake it, shake it, baby (that's right...)
Shake it, shake it, baby, baby
Shake it, shake it, mama
Shake it, Cali

2Pac
Out on bail, fresh out of jail, California dreaming
Soon as I stepped on the scene I'm hearing hoochies screamin'
Fiending for money and alcohol
The life of a Westside player, where cowards die
And it's all war
Only in Cali where we riot, not rally to live and die
In LA we wearing Chucks, not Ballys (that's right...)
Dressed in locs and khaki suits and ride is what we do
Flossing but have caution; we collide with other crews
Famous 'cause we programme worldwide
Let them recognize from <a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California/Long_Beach" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California/Long Beach">Long Beach</a> to Rosecrans
Bumping and grinding like a slow jam, it's Westside
So you know <a href="/Category:Label/Death_Row_Records" title="Category:Label/Death Row Records">The Row</a> won't bow down to no man
Say what you say
But give me that bomb beat from Dre
Let me serenade the streets of LA
From <a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California/Oakland" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California/Oakland">Oakland</a> to <a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California/Sacramento" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California/Sacramento">Sac-Town</a>
The Bay Area and back down
Cali is where they put they mack down
Give me love

California knows how to party
California knows how to party
In the city of LA (South Central)
In the city of good old Watts (that's right)
In the city, the city of Compton
We keep it rocking
We keep it rocking

(Yeah, yeah, now make it shake)
Shake it, shake it, baby
Shake it, shake it, shake it, baby
Shake it, shake it, mama
Shake it, Cali (shake it, Cali)
Shake it, shake it, baby (shake it, Cali)
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, mama (West Coast)
Shake it Cali...

Dr. Dre
...Yeah... Long Beach in the house... yeah. Oaktown; Oakland definitely in the house... <a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California/San_Francisco" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California/San Francisco">'Frisco</a>, 'Frisco
2Pac
Hey, you know LA up in this
Dr. Dre
<a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California/Pasadena" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California/Pasadena">Pasadena</a>, where you at? Yeah, Inglewood, Inglewood always up to no good
2Pac
Even <a href="/Category:Hometown/United_States/California/Hollywood" title="Category:Hometown/United States/California/Hollywood">Hollywood</a> trying to get a piece, baby
Dr. Dre
Sacramento, Sacramento, where you at? Yeah

2Pac
Throw it up, y'all, throw it up, throw it up, I can't see you

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10.

Pour Out A Little Lequor

2Pac

11.

Life Of An Outlaw

2Pac

In the life we live as thugs,
Everbody fuckin wit us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man.
Ridin wit my gun in hand.

Why explain the game? Niggas ain't listenin.
Stuck in positions. If victims can't stand the heat,
Then stay the fuck out the kitchen.
Have these bustas switchin, lookin at me mean.
Itchin, givin suckas plenty space.
Have these bitch niggas snitchin.
Where are we now? Guns found daily.
The feds surely hope that they could finally nail me for sellin dope.
They backwards, make tracks burst whenever I rap.
Attack. Words bein known to explode on contact.
Extreme at times. Blinded by my passion and fury.
Look at me laugh at my competition's flashin my jewelry.
You'd stay silent if you niggas knew me. Truely effective.
The shit you heard ain't do me justice. Got a death wish, bitch.
Run up, face me and trace wit an infared beam.
It seems niggas ain't recognize my team.
Ain't nobody holdin you back. Explode the track to confetti.
Unload it. Cuz niggas ain't ready. The life of an outlaw.

Chorus repeats

Code 3. Attack formation. Pull out your pistols.
Keep an eye out for the devils cuz they itchin to get you.
Mercy to this madman screamin kamikaze in tongue.
Automatic gunfire makin all my enemies run.
Who should I call when I'm shot and bleedin.
Indeed the possibility has part a chase in cream.
Dope got me hatin fiends. Scheam wit my team, just a chosen few.
My foes victim of explosives. Come closer. Exhale the fumes.
We got memories fadin fast. A slave for cash.
Accelerate, mash, blast, then dash.
Don't look now. How you like it, raw.
Niggas ain't ready for the wrath of the outlaws. Never surrender.
Death is for a son to stay free. I'm thugged out.
Fuck the world cuz this is how they made me.
Scarred but still breathin.
Believe in me and you could see the victory.
A warrior with jewels. Can you picture me?
Life of and outlaw.

Chorus repeats

City under siege. It's like I can't even breathe.
I'm from the state of car theives. G, deep from the street.
Plenty beef. I play for keeps, arrange the whole crime scene.
Mobb Deep. This nigga from behind tryin to creep.
No halfs wit no straps, jack.
It's on to bounce back.
And an ounce so fat, they snatch my style ???
Get this grip wit hollows to get cha.
Snip wit clippers. Get the picture?
I wrote my life down like a scripture.

And I'm still on lost in the land of the lonely.
Where ain't nobody holy. A matter of a fact, we unholy.
Everybody livin soley for themselves. Too ?? on a land hell.
Somebody need me. You know we lost hope and we needin it.
Wit the evil it's forever. But it might be low down, scandalouz
Like a tramp is. All for the street fame on how to be managed.
To plan shit. 6 months in advaced to what we plotted.
Approved to go on swole and now I got it.

Un uh, crack my window. Knowin they'd love to catch Kastro sleepin.
Attach a strap under my pillow and a hand like we freakin.
Creepin deep into morning. Peepin out the weak.
While they yawnin and let my cloud speak for it's self.
No doubt. Outlaw. Outta my mind, outta time. You're all blind.
Some kind of life of mine Kato don't mind.
Findin it funny, matter of fact, cuz it is.
Perhaps finally I look at that true over the years as an outlaw.
Eh, Noble.
What's up nigga.
Would you die for me, nigga?
Hell yeah.
Would you kill for me?
On my grandmother, nigga.
Ah yo.
What's up.
Let's ride on them stupid bitches right now.
Watch out.

Well now they all say they roaches and parasites.
Snakes and all they might
Thug Life break night.
Drink till we fist fight.
Life or death. But you can't win with a vest.
But there won't be no breathing for the reason
Punk bitch on your breath.
I see day is dark and I admit it's dark.
So chase ???
Hide your stash
Beware foolin marks.
And yo, Makaveli, give me them bullets that was left for PO's belly.
And let me bust back to them niggas till they all sweaty

In the life we live as thugs,
Everbody fuckin wit us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man.
Ridin wit my gun in hand.

Why explain the game? Niggas ain't listenin.
Stuck in positions. If victims can't stand the heat,
Then stay the fuck out the kitchen.
Have these bustas switchin, lookin at me mean.
Itchin, givin suckas plenty space.
Have these bitch niggas snitchin.
Where are we now? Guns found daily.
The feds surely hope that they could finally nail me for sellin dope.
They backwards, make tracks burst whenever I rap.
Attack. Words bein known to explode on contact.
Extreme at times. Blinded by my passion and fury.
Look at me laugh at my competition's flashin my jewelry.
You'd stay silent if you niggas knew me. Truely effective.
The shit you heard ain't do me justice. Got a death wish, bitch.
Run up, face me and trace wit an infared beam.
It seems niggas ain't recognize my team.
Ain't nobody holdin you back. Explode the track to confetti.
Unload it. Cuz niggas ain't ready. The life of an outlaw.

Chorus repeats

Code 3. Attack formation. Pull out your pistols.
Keep an eye out for the devils cuz they itchin to get you.
Mercy to this madman screamin kamikaze in tongue.
Automatic gunfire makin all my enemies run.
Who should I call when I'm shot and bleedin.
Indeed the possibility has part a chase in cream.
Dope got me hatin fiends. Scheam wit my team, just a chosen few.
My foes victim of explosives. Come closer. Exhale the fumes.
We got memories fadin fast. A slave for cash.
Accelerate, mash, blast, then dash.
Don't look now. How you like it, raw.
Niggas ain't ready for the wrath of the outlaws. Never surrender.
Death is for a son to stay free. I'm thugged out.
Fuck the world cuz this is how they made me.
Scarred but still breathin.
Believe in me and you could see the victory.
A warrior with jewels. Can you picture me?
Life of and outlaw.

Chorus repeats

City under siege. It's like I can't even breathe.
I'm from the state of car theives. G, deep from the street.
Plenty beef. I play for keeps, arrange the whole crime scene.
Mobb Deep. This nigga from behind tryin to creep.
No halfs wit no straps, jack.
It's on to bounce back.
And an ounce so fat, they snatch my style ???
Get this grip wit hollows to get cha.
Snip wit clippers. Get the picture?
I wrote my life down like a scripture.

And I'm still on lost in the land of the lonely.
Where ain't nobody holy. A matter of a fact, we unholy.
Everybody livin soley for themselves. Too ?? on a land hell.
Somebody need me. You know we lost hope and we needin it.
Wit the evil it's forever. But it might be low down, scandalouz
Like a tramp is. All for the street fame on how to be managed.
To plan shit. 6 months in advaced to what we plotted.
Approved to go on swole and now I got it.

Un uh, crack my window. Knowin they'd love to catch Kastro sleepin.
Attach a strap under my pillow and a hand like we freakin.
Creepin deep into morning. Peepin out the weak.
While they yawnin and let my cloud speak for it's self.
No doubt. Outlaw. Outta my mind, outta time. You're all blind.
Some kind of life of mine Kato don't mind.
Findin it funny, matter of fact, cuz it is.
Perhaps finally I look at that true over the years as an outlaw.
Eh, Noble.
What's up nigga.
Would you die for me, nigga?
Hell yeah.
Would you kill for me?
On my grandmother, nigga.
Ah yo.
What's up.
Let's ride on them stupid bitches right now.
Watch out.

Well now they all say they roaches and parasites.
Snakes and all they might
Thug Life break night.
Drink till we fist fight.
Life or death. But you can't win with a vest.
But there won't be no breathing for the reason
Punk bitch on your breath.
I see day is dark and I admit it's dark.
So chase ??? 
Hide your stash
Beware foolin marks.
And yo, Makaveli, give me them bullets that was left for PO's belly.
And let me bust back to them niggas till they all sweaty

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12.

All Eyez On Me

2Pac

Big Syke, Newt, Payne, Bogard, Big Serv
Y'all know how this shit go (you know)

All Eyez On Me

Muthafucka, Legit
Roll up in the club and shit

All Eyez On Me
All Eyez On Me

But you know what

I bet you got it twisted
You don't know who to trust
So many playa hating niggas trying to sound like us
Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they know it
Straight to the depths of hell is were those cowards goin'
Well are you still down nigga, Holla when you see me
And let these devils be sorry, but they finally freed me
I got a caravan of niggas, every time we ride (every time we ride)
Hitting muthafuckas up when we pass by (when we pass by)
Until I die Live the life of a Boss playa, cuz even when I'm high
fuck with me and get crossed later, the futures in my eyez
Cuz all I want is cash and thangs,
A five double 0 Benz and flaunting flashy rings Uhh
bitches pursue me like a dream,
Been know to disappear before your eyez, just like a dope fiend, it seems
My main thang was to be major paid
The game sharper than a mutha-fuckin razor blade
Say money bring bitches, bitches bring lies
One niggas getting jealous, and muthafuckas died
Depend on me like the first and fifteenth
They my homies for a second, but these punks won't get me
We got four niggas, and low riders, and ski masks
Screaming Thug Life every time they pass
All Eyez on Me

Live my life as a Thug nigga
Until the day I die
Live my life as a Boss playa (All eyez on me)
Cuz we be getting high
All Eyez on me
Live my life as a Thug nigga
Until the day I die
Live my life as a Boss playa (All eyez on me)
Cuz we be getting high

Hey, to my nigga Pac

So much trouble in the world, nigga
Can't nobody feel your pain
The world changing everyday
Times moving faaast
My girl said I need to raise up, how long will she last?
I'm caught between my women, and my pistol, and my chips
Triple beam, got some smokers on, whistle as we dip
I'm lost in the land, with no plan, living life flawless
Crime Boss, contraband, let me toss this
Needy hookers got a lot of nerve, let my bucket swerve
I'm taking off on the curb
The nervousness neglect make me pack a tek
Devoted to serving this, Moet and paaayyy checks
Like a kite sailin' nigga I'm forever Ballin'
It ain't right, pair this ice triggas and fleas crawlin'
Sucka duck and get busted, no emotion
My devotion is handling my business nigga keep on coastin'
Where yah goin' I been there came back as lonely homie
Steady flaunting against the grain nigga still don't know me
It's about the money, and the rap shit, this crap shit
It ain't funny niggas don't even know how to act shit
What can I do, what can I say, is there another way ?
Blunts and Gin twenty-four parlay
My little homie G, can't you see, I'm busta free
niggas can't stand me
All Eyez on Me

Live my life as a Thug nigga
Until the day I die
Live my life as a Boss playa (All eyez on me)
Cuz we be getting high
All Eyez on me
Live my life as a Thug nigga
Until the day I die
Live my life as a Boss playa (All eyez on me)
Cuz we be getting high

The feds is watchin', niggas plottin' to get me
Will I survive, will I die, come on lets picture the possibilities
Giving me charges, lawyers making a grip
I told the judge I was raised wrong and thats why I blaze shit
Was hyper as a kid, alone, as a teenager, on the mobile
Calling big shots on the scene major
Packing hundreds in my drawers, fuck the law
bitches I fuck with a passion, livin' rough and raw
Catchin' cases at a fast rate, balllin' in the fast lane
Hustle 'til the morning, never stopped until the cash came
I live my life as a Thug nigga
Until the day I die
Live my life as a Boss playa
Cuz we be getting high
These niggas got me tossin' shit
I put the top down now its time to floss my shit
Keep your head up nigga, make these muthafuckas suffer
Up in the Benz burning rubber
The money is mandatory, the hoes is fully strapped
Cuz the criminal lifestyle equipped with the bulletproof vest
Make sure your eyes is on the Meal ticket
Get your money muthafucka Lets get rich and we'll kick it
All eyez on Me

Live my life as a Thug nigga
Until the day I die
Live my life as a Boss playa (All eyez on me)
Cuz we be getting high
All Eyez on me
Live my life as a Thug nigga
Until the day I die
Live my life as a Boss playa (All eyez on me)
Cuz we be getting high

All eyez on me

Pay attention my niggas
See how that shit go
Gonna walk up in this muthafucka
And its gonna be like bing
Cowards

Live my life as a Thug nigga
Until the day I die
Live my life as a Boss playa (bitches)
Cuz we be getting high

Every mutha fuckin' way
I got a bustas, hoes, and police watching a nigga
You know

Live my life as a Thug nigga
Until the day I die
Live my life as a Boss playa (All eyez on me)
All Eyez on me

Its like, what they think I'm walking around
With some keys in my pocket or something

All Eyez on me

They think I'm going back to jail
They really on that dope

Live my life as a Thug nigga
Until the day I die
Live my life as a Boss playa (I know y'all watching)
(I know y'all got me in the scopes)
Live my life as a Thug nigga
Until the day I die
Live my life as a Boss playa (I know y'all know this is Thug Life Baabbby)
We be getting high
(Y'all got me under surveillance)

All eyez on me

But I'm known

Big Syke, Newt, Payne, Bogard, Big Serv
Y'all know how this shit go (you know)

All Eyez On Me

Muthafucka, Legit 
Roll up in the club and shit

All Eyez On Me
All Eyez On Me

But you know what

I bet you got it twisted 
You don't know who to trust
So many playa hating niggas trying to sound like us
Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they know it
Straight to the depths of hell is were those cowards goin'
Well are you still down nigga, Holla when you see me
And let these devils be sorry, but they finally freed me
I got a caravan of niggas, every time we ride (every time we ride)
Hitting muthafuckas up when we pass by (when we pass by)
Until I die Live the life of a  Boss playa, cuz even when I'm high
fuck with me and get crossed later, the futures in my eyez
Cuz all I want is cash and thangs, 
A five double 0 Benz and flaunting flashy rings  Uhh
bitches pursue me like a dream, 
Been know to disappear before your eyez, just like a dope fiend, it seems
My main thang was to be major paid
The game sharper than a mutha-fuckin razor blade
Say money bring bitches, bitches bring lies
One niggas getting jealous, and muthafuckas died
Depend on me like the first and fifteenth
They my homies for a second, but these punks won't get me
We got four niggas, and low riders, and ski masks
Screaming Thug Life every time they pass
All Eyez on Me

Live my life as a Thug nigga
Until the day I die
Live my life as a Boss playa (All eyez on me)
Cuz we be getting high
All Eyez on me
Live my life as a Thug nigga
Until the day I die
Live my life as a Boss playa (All eyez on me)
Cuz we be getting high

Hey, to my nigga Pac

So much trouble in the world, nigga
Can't nobody feel your pain
The world changing everyday 
Times moving faaast
My girl said I need to raise up, how long will she last?
I'm caught between my women, and my pistol, and my chips
Triple beam, got some smokers on, whistle as we dip
I'm lost in the land, with no plan, living life flawless
Crime Boss, contraband, let me toss this
Needy hookers got a lot of nerve, let my bucket swerve
I'm taking off on the curb
The nervousness neglect make me pack a tek
Devoted to serving this, Moet and paaayyy checks
Like a kite sailin' nigga I'm forever Ballin' 
It ain't right, pair this ice triggas and fleas crawlin'
Sucka duck and get busted, no emotion
My devotion is handling my business nigga keep on coastin'
Where yah goin' I been there came back as lonely homie
Steady flaunting against the grain nigga still don't know me
It's about the money, and the rap shit, this crap shit
It ain't funny niggas don't even know how to act shit
What can I do, what can I say, is there another way ?
Blunts and Gin twenty-four parlay
My little homie G, can't you see, I'm busta free
niggas can't stand me
All Eyez on Me

The feds is watchin', niggas plottin' to get me
Will I survive, will I die, come on lets picture the possibilities
Giving me charges, lawyers making a grip
I told the judge I was raised wrong and thats why I blaze shit
Was hyper as a kid, alone, as a teenager, on the mobile
Calling big shots on the scene major
Packing hundreds in my drawers, fuck the law
bitches I fuck with a passion, livin' rough and raw
Catchin' cases at a fast rate, balllin' in the fast lane
Hustle 'til the morning, never stopped until the cash came
I live my life as a Thug nigga 
Until the day I die
Live my life as a Boss playa 
Cuz we be getting high
These niggas got me tossin' shit
I put the top down now its time to floss my shit
Keep your head up nigga, make these muthafuckas suffer
Up in the Benz burning rubber
The money is mandatory, the hoes is fully strapped
Cuz the criminal lifestyle equipped with the bulletproof vest
Make sure your eyes is on the Meal ticket
Get your money muthafucka Lets get rich and we'll kick it
All eyez on Me

All eyez on me

Pay attention my niggas
See how that shit go
Gonna walk up in this muthafucka
And its gonna be like bing
Cowards

Live my life as a Thug nigga
Until the day I die
Live my life as a Boss playa (bitches)
Cuz we be getting high

Every mutha fuckin' way
I got a bustas, hoes, and police watching a nigga
You know

Live my life as a Thug nigga
Until the day I die
Live my life as a Boss playa (All eyez on me)
All Eyez on me

Its like, what they think I'm walking around
With some keys in my pocket or something

All Eyez on me

They think I'm going back to jail
They really on that dope

Live my life as a Thug nigga
Until the day I die
Live my life as a Boss playa (I know y'all watching)
(I know y'all got me in the scopes)
Live my life as a Thug nigga
Until the day I die
Live my life as a Boss playa (I know y'all know this is Thug Life Baabbby)
We be getting high
(Y'all got me under surveillance)

All eyez on me

But I'm known

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13.

Wanted Dead Or Alive

2Pac

2PAC

Got me up against the fence
Back against the wall
Get to actin' like a fool
If ain't no justice for the Dogg
Have to take it out on all y'all
Better read the papers
All my homies goin' crazy
Baby only God can save us
Got my... mind on currency
Hurried
See I ain't worried
It's a gangsta party
So Bad Boy gettin' buried
Snoop Dogg why they fantasize?...

Snoop Doggy Dogg

Fantasize...

2PAC Continuing

When we ride it's a must... adverseries die
Every time...

Snoop Doggy Dogg

Yes, yes y'all...
Not Short but Snoop Dogg...
And you know it's like that y'all...

I'm so smoothe about my paper
Check it this how it's done!
I'm servin' many on the platter Snoop Dogg Colione
(Colione echoes 2x)
Now do you know what that mean?
The templon don to this hip-hop game super supreme
It's like what happened can happen
But will it?
Stop that won't happen!
I'm feelin' good about the mission for jackin'
Now yo PAC!...
Can you feel me?
Why these fools tryin' to kill me?
It's so hard to stay focused on me Isley prize
But if I don't
Then Dogg won't survive (survive echoes 1x)...

2PAC Overlapping Snoop Doggy Dogg

We ballin' in my opinion
Eternal it's wild-wheel spinnin'
Once implemented it's represented for 5 minutes
Two of the livest
Wanted dead or alive
We riders
Ban us because we inquired and watch the g's rise
Two of America's most
Straight out the West Coast...

Snoop Doggy Dogg

West Coast...

2PAC Continuing

Bow down fool!
This is Death Row...

Snoop Doggy Dogg

For life...

2PAC Continuing

Been waitin' way too long
Fresh out the pen
Now it's on
C'mon Snoop Dogg!
Time to bone...

Snoop Doggy Dogg

Ain't nothin' changed to down a hanger
Slang or bang words to rhyme
Me and the homey PAC trippin' Death Row all nights
Strong survivor, Eastsider, DPG
Still creep and crawl through the hood
Always involved in the streets
It's Doggy Dogg homey
Did you forget who I was?
The bigger homey to you
There it is and there it was
Take a look through the eyes of a G!
And just rock to the rhytm of a gangsta jam...

2PAC Overlapping Snoop Doggy Dogg

All my homies tellin'... me
Ain't no love for a real G
Straight cowards
All you playahatas kill me
Throw up your hands if you feel me!
We gettin' dollars
Homey holla if you hear me!
This one time for my comrades doin' bad locked down
Fresh out busta
Time to bounce... drop down!
Can you visualize perfection?
'Cause every rider in my set
Labeled a vet
Best in his profession
Don't hold your breath!
Sleep with Smith n' Westons!
Steady study your lessons and keep the crowd guessin'!...

2PAC

Got me up against the fence
Back against the wall
Get to actin' like a fool 
If ain't no justice for the Dogg
Have to take it out on all y'all
Better read the papers 
All my homies goin' crazy
Baby only God can save us
Got my... mind on currency
Hurried
See I ain't worried 
It's a gangsta party 
So Bad Boy gettin' buried
Snoop Dogg why they fantasize?...

Snoop Doggy Dogg

Fantasize...

2PAC Continuing

When we ride it's a must... adverseries die
Every time...

Snoop Doggy Dogg

Yes, yes y'all...
Not Short but Snoop Dogg...
And you know it's like that y'all...

I'm so smoothe about my paper 
Check it this how it's done!
I'm servin' many on the platter Snoop Dogg Colione 
(Colione echoes 2x)
Now do you know what that mean?
The templon don to this hip-hop game super supreme
It's like what happened can happen
But will it?
Stop that won't happen!
I'm feelin' good about the mission for jackin'
Now yo PAC!... 
Can you feel me?
Why these fools tryin' to kill me?
It's so hard to stay focused on me Isley prize
But if I don't
Then Dogg won't survive (survive echoes 1x)...

2PAC Overlapping Snoop Doggy Dogg

We ballin' in my opinion 
Eternal it's wild-wheel spinnin'
Once implemented it's represented for 5 minutes
Two of the livest
Wanted dead or alive 
We riders
Ban us because we inquired and watch the g's rise
Two of America's most 
Straight out the West Coast...

Snoop Doggy Dogg

West Coast...

2PAC Continuing

Bow down fool!
This is Death Row...

Snoop Doggy Dogg

For life...

2PAC Continuing

Been waitin' way too long
Fresh out the pen
Now it's on
C'mon Snoop Dogg!
Time to bone...

Snoop Doggy Dogg

Ain't nothin' changed to down a hanger 
Slang or bang words to rhyme
Me and the homey PAC trippin' Death Row all nights
Strong survivor, Eastsider, DPG
Still creep and crawl through the hood
Always involved in the streets
It's Doggy Dogg homey
Did you forget who I was?
The bigger homey to you
There it is and there it was
Take a look through the eyes of a G!
And just rock to the rhytm of a gangsta jam...

2PAC Overlapping Snoop Doggy Dogg

All my homies tellin'... me 
Ain't no love for a real G
Straight cowards 
All you playahatas kill me
Throw up your hands if you feel me!
We gettin' dollars
Homey holla if you hear me!
This one time for my comrades doin' bad locked down
Fresh out busta 
Time to bounce... drop down! 
Can you visualize perfection?
'Cause every rider in my set
Labeled a vet
Best in his profession
Don't hold your breath!
Sleep with Smith n' Westons!
Steady study your lessons and keep the crowd guessin'!...

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14.

Staring Through My Real View

2Pac