Until The End Of Time

[2pac]
If you a bad boy

[chorus: repeat 2x]
If you a bad boy then you die
Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high
They fucked up when the rob me
Put another contract on mobb deep

[hussein fatal]
I focus my locus thought on my enemies
Sip off the hennessey it's necessary to finish me
I'm in this social immortal when it comes to the phone book
Jersey them niggas they think i'm crazy and creepy
And as we speak they tryin to find me a therapist
Rapid fire i clap and hire till you die a liar
Strap in back to the corners droppin on to spin the tires
My man define ya 357 anaconda
This enough to bring your mama then turn around and hear the drama
Havoc i gotta have it steady blastin at prodigy
Mobb 6 feet deep you try to blast me till death
And i suppose you got the dopest moves like chucky on fresh
You know the verdict, who what when why he died murdered
Get your physical diverted and your vision deserted

[tupac]
Ever since mama got fucked and papa ducked out
Look at us murderous thugs showin less love in the drug house
Similar to savage it's a wonder we manage
Bring chaos causin damage on our quest for cabbage
They ask my style similar to cash we flaunt it
Most wanted by the population murdered you for it
Exploit your weakness revenge flow deep without release
Criminal orders across the waters bringin the war to the streets
Why fear me, fear the shit i speak
Once this shit drop it's heard on every fuckin street
Like the sound of police who run the street really
And every hood let you grow
From the hustlaz up at harlem to the shot callers in o'
And though, congress, don't want us to progress our step
My homie buried at an early age hustled to death
His last breath, a lesson i posses like jewels
Stay thugged out keep it movin'

[yaki khadafi]
Halfway thugs are buged when we stalk the streets
Sort of like thugs and narcotics when we walk the streets
You speak the big pussy throw down and drop it
Hit you with 6 shots lay the law down and throw the shells in my pocket
Getting mine with nine coked extorting
Block shots with 22's with my socks with the butt hangin out the chalk
You never seen time i travel across the mean crime
My rolls like a million dollar bills folded in green slime
With my foes erased drink my henney straight no chasin
Catch my body like haitian 5 minutes from the station

[young noble]
Hit the hole like allen iverson with confidence
The bigger prick don't mean no evidence or proof the i was present
At the scene of the crime around 10 niggas bleed
After they made this punk fag motherfucker bleed
All the money was bloody as shit, y'all niggas shoulda seen it
Bust a cap and freak with, bow down on your knees shit
The glock to your head nigga, don't let inside action
Hit innocent by-standers when he blasted, shot fucken backwards
Little homies puttin work for stripes
But is it worth your life a g-rides runnin red lights
I wish somebody would have t old me then
Since i'm an outlaw like napolean ain't no cell they can hold me in
Caucassian crazy like arabians
Hold this spot like some niggas fade me in having the scene chase me
When they want the product nigga i got the smoke
Got the weed and the coke what you need what you want
What you working with i'm some immortal shit
Outlawz we straight hurtin shit use artillery to murder with
Put then on the box gangsta party like pac
Lifes hard from the ox me and my niggas on top

[2pac: repeat 5x]
I know the law hate me dearly, comin for me
We outlaws, thugged out, niggas runnin on e

[nuttso]
With the leaded pac, fuck the law
Carry steal cause i live in the nigga side of the law
Ridin' foes cause i can't let hoes catch me slippin
Quick to blow and dispose if you block on hittin
Ridin high, blazing, kryptonite got a nigga dazing
Burpin and smurkin got on his knees before i grave em
Ride em, look behind him, i see him, he slipped
At a stop light in a growin night, this motherfucken trick
Slide over so i can dip and put it in him
Damn, i guess this motherfucker know that i sent it
Hit the pedal now we high speeding
With the metal trying to make these motherfuckers die freezing
Up the way i seen him slow down
Shit!! i think i'm gonna bust these hoes down
Caught them runnin on e it kind of funny to me
They know they was fuckin with me but they dumb to see

[2pac]
Open up fire watchin me spy when my shells split em
Plus all them tricks and the bitches go to hell with em
Fuck em they phony claimin they homies but the foes
Speakin on thug niggas daily while we nailing they hoes
Explode boldly at my stage shows and formation
Words known to spray blaze as i raise my thug nation
Crooked thoughts cops get bought no longer caught
Did you cry when my girl died
Put out the hit politc niggas worldwide grabbin my dick
I'll never learn take away the pain with sherm
Throwin gas on my enemies watchin them burn
Call my posse, i'm shootin up the casket take the body
Whip the corpse like a pi

Intro:

To my unborn child
(ohh)
To my unborn, unborn child
Incase i don't make it
Just remember daddy loves you
To my unborn child
(ohh)
Did everything i could to make it up for you
Don't worry bout what people sayin
To my unborn
You know daddy loves you


Verse one:

Now ever since my birth
I've been cursed, since i'm born to wil'
Incase i never get to holla at my unborn child
Many things learned in prison
Bless the still livin
Tryin to earn every penny that i'm gettin
And reminiscin
To the beginnin of my mission
When i was conceived, & came to be in this position
My momma was a panther loud
Single parent, but she proud
When she witness baby boy rip a crowd
The school, but i dropped out
And left the house
Cause my momma say i'm good for nothin
So i'm out
Since i only got one life to live
God forgive me for my sins
Let me make it and i'll never steal again
Or deal again
My only friend is my misery
Wanting revenge for the agaony they did to me
See my life ain't promised
But it sure gettin better
Hope you understand my love letter
To my unborn child


Chorus:

Ohh
I'm writing you a letter
This is to my unborn child
(to my unborn)
Wanna let you know i love you
(to my unborn child)
Love you, but you don't know i feel this way [i feel]
(to my unborn)
I think about you everyday
I have so much to say
(to my unborn child)


Verse two:

So complicated to escape fate
And you can never understand til' we trade places
Tell the world i feel guilty to being anxious
Ain't no way in hell, that i could ever be a rapist
It's hard to face this
Cold world on a good day
When will they let the little kids in the hood play?
I got shot 5 times, but i'm still breathin
Livin proof there's a god, if ya need a reason
And i believe in my own fate
Will i raise my kids in the right or the wrong way?
Dear mamma i'ma man now
I wanna make it on my own, not a handout
Make way for a worldwhind prophesize
I wanna go in peace
When i gotta die
On these cold streets
Ain't no love, no mercy, and no friends
Incase you never see my face again
To my unborn child


Chorus:

Ohh
I'm writing you a letter [i'm writing you a letter]
(to my unborn child)
This is to my unborn child
Wanna let you know i love you
(to my unborn child)
Love you, but you don't know i feel this way [ohh i love you]
(to my unborn child)
I think about you everyday [everday]
I have so much to say


Verse three:

Dear lord, can ya hear me?
Tell me what to say to my unborn seed
In - case i pass away
Will my child get to feel love
Or all we all just cursed to be street thugs
Cause being black hurts
And even worse if you feet first
Livin my life as an outlaw
What could be worse?
Cause maybe if i tried to change
Who i'm kiddin?
I'ma thug, til i die
I'ma ridah man
Touch bases
Eat lunch in plus places
Regular criminal oasis
Awaits us
If there's a ghetto for true thugs, i'll see you there
And i'm sorry for not being there
Just know your daddy was a soldier
Me against the world
Bless the boys and all my little girls
Tell the lord i'm eternal
Restin in peace please
Take care of all my seeds
To my unborn child


Chorus:

[ohhhh]
I'm writing you a letter
This is to my unborn child [to my unborn child]
(to my unborn child)
Wanna let you know i love you
(please take care of all my kids, my unborn child)
Love you, [i love you] but you don't know i feel this way [how i feel]
(to my unborn child)
I think about you everyday
I have so much to say

Pac over repeated chorus:

This letter goes out to
Born seeds that i might not get to see
Cause of this lifestyle
Just know your daddy loved you
Got nothing but love for you
And all i wanted was for you to have a better life than i did
Cause i was out here on a 24 hour, 365 grind
When you get to be my age, you'll understand
Just know i got love for ya
And i see that there's a ghetto up in heaven
There's a ghetto heaven and i'ma be there
Ha, take care, run wild, be smart
Follow the rules of the game
Maybe sometimes it's confusin
But the rules of the game is gonna get you through it
All day, everyday
Watch out for these saints and fakes
First comin down to death
Be an individual, work hard, study
Get your mind straight, trust nobody

[2pac talking]

Imagine if you could go back, actually talk to the muthafuckas
That put us here (ha ha ha)you know, the first muthafuckaz
That came into the slave shit (excuse me, excuse me, look)

[verse 1] 2pac

We back for everything you owe, no longer opressed
Cause now we over-throne those that placed us in this rotten mess
Unless we agree on strategy and pick our enemies ride
Who stands accused of the abuse my own kind to ride
Pardon, not dis-reguaridin' what you thinkin'
But you must abandon ship, cause once i rip, your whole shit is sinkin'
Supreme autiology, you claim the whole
Claimin' that we all drug-dealers with empy souls
That you should tempt me to roll, commit to violence
In the mists of an act of war, witnesses left silent
Shatter, black tylin-style, thoughts i throw
It remains in your brain, then ofcouse it grows
Maybe, even your babies can produce and rise
Picture a life where black babies can survive pass-fire
But we must have hope, quotin' the reverend from the pope
But refuse to turn the other cheek, we must defeat the evil coprait
Lace me with words of destruction, and i'll explode
But supply me with the will to survive, and watch the world grow
This ain't my talkin' 'bout problems, i bring solution
Wisdom, restitution, stipulated through the constitution
You violated, now i'm back to haunt your nights
Listen to the screams of the lives you sacrificed
And incase you don't know, ghetto-born, black seeds still grow
We comin' back for everything you owe


[chorus]by: ???

I'm comin' collectin' the shit that belong to me
Muthafuckas are runnin' and duckin'

(how do you pleed mr. shakur ?
How do you pleed? how do i pleed? yes sir,
How do you pleed? you know how i pleed,
Come on !!!)

I'm a crazy nigga on a mission, with a bad mentality
All my missles, guns, gernades, pull out the penn, free
I'm comin', comin'

[verse 2] 2pac

Not guilty on the grounds of insanity, it was him or me
Bustin' at my innocent family, say they lookin' for keys
I was home alone, blind to the prelude
Bustin', talkin' bout "where is the quelos", "what you say fool !?!?"
"where in the hell is the search warrant !?!?" "no feed-back" is what he uttered
Before he screamed "nigga-muthafucka"
Dropped me to my knees, i proceed to bleed
Sufferin' them "way-no" blows to my hands and knees
Will i survive? as god whatchin'
I grab his gat and bust in self defense, my only option
God-damn...
Now they got me goin' to the county jail
And my family can't pay this outrageous bail
Try to offer me a deal, they told me if i squeal
Move me and my people to a mansion in brazil
Not me ! so this is how it ends, no friends
I'll be stressed, and they just re-posess my benz
Told the judge it was self-defense, but he won't listen
'till i'm bumpin' in some federal prision
Givin' everything i owe


[chorus]by: ???

I'm comin' collectin' the shit that belong to me
Muthafuckas are runnin' and duckin'
I'm a crazy nigga on a mission, with a bad mentality
All my missles, guns, gernades, pull out the penn, free
I'm comin'

I'm comin' collectin' the shit that belong to me
Muthafuckas are runnin' and duckin'
I'm a crazy nigga on a mission, with a bad mentality
All my missles, guns, gernades, pull out the penn, free
I'm comin', comin', comin'

Intro -

This ain't livin;

1st verse -

Nigga;
I hear even the smaller 'g's be dippin' chevy impalas;
While flossin' they gold d's;
O.g's is who they follow;
We swallow tomorrow's seeds;
What we leave is hollow;
We feed violence and greed;
Let 'em lead tomorrow;
In time they grippin' nines;
Sippin' wine they wild;
Still i be starin';
Watch the parents sacrifice they child;
The love's gone;
A thug's home;
With no love feelin' so strong;
Make young boys in the club dealers;
Now one's for adolescents;
Now dose for doughs;
Keep your friends by your side;
Even close your foes;
Now three for johnny law;
Tryin' to take my chips;
I never pulled the trigger;
Didn't touch that bitch;
Throw your hands in the air;
It's a robbery;
_________ think of pac;
Would you ride with me?;
Let's go see what our enemies talkin' 'bout;
When 'g's enter the house nobody's walkin' out;
This ain't livin;
It's similar to prison;
We're trapped;
My homies jealous plus they tell us that the phones is tapped;
I watch my back twenty-four seven;
And never let a busta send a 'g' to ghetto heaven;
Y-ou know;
This is how it goes;
When we floss with flows;
Before i toss your hoes;
It would cost you mo';
I do shows;
Make a lotta dough;
Murder my foes;
But i'd give it all up - if it would help you grow;
This ain't livin;

Hook 1 -

(singer)
Takes a life to make a life;
Livin in a world of crime -
And i -
Can't find a better way to breakthrough;
(pac)
This ain't livin;
(singer)
This ain't livin' - i gotta do what i gotta do;
(pac)
This ain't livin;
(singer)
Takes a life to make a life;
Livin in a world of crime -
And i -
Can't find a better way to breakthrough;
This ain't livin' - i gotta do what i gotta do;

2nd verse -

Peep;
Gunfire is produced at alarmin' rates;
Today's youth quick to shoot;
Get in the car and break;
It takes a nation of millions;
If we intend to stop the killin';
Just search your feelin's;
Participation should be appealin';
They our seeds;
And when they bleed we bleed;
That's what becomes of lonely children;
They turn to 'g's;
Heavenly father can you rescue?;
My young nation - rest;
The lord will protect you;
Respect due;
Not a threat;
As i step in blue;
And check those that opposed when i froze them fools;
And who are you - to watch me fall father;
I disappeared and reappeared as the _____________;
(my guess is "as the don killuminati")
Follow me now;
Skippin' class and livin' fast;
Will get your ass;
Stuck in the pen;
Doin' life plus ten;
Young brother pump your brakes for me;
Before you choke;
Won't you soak up some game from your big homie;
This ain't livin';
We givin' you jewels;
Use 'em as tools;
Explode on the industry;
And fade them fools;
You know the rules;
Gotta be a ridah;
You can run the redlights but read the street signs;
Hey;
This for all of y'all to keep on raisin' hell;
Put a pistol in your hand and let you fade yourself;
It ain't right;
What you put your mama through;
Young 'g';
Gotta change your life;
Take the game from me;
This ain't livin';

Outro -

(singer)
Takes a life to make a life;
Livin in a world of crime -
And i -
Can't find a better way to breakthrough;
This ain't livin' - i gotta do what i gotta do;

(singer)
Takes a life to make a life;
Livin in a world of crime -
And i -
Can't find a better way to breakthrough;
This ain't livin' - i gotta do what i gotta do;

(singer)
Takes a life to make a life;
Livin in a world of crime -
And i -
Can't find a better way to breakthrough;
This ain't livin' - i gotta do what i gotta do;

(singer)
Takes a life to make a life;
Livin in a world of crime -
And i
- can't find a better way to breakthrough;
This ain't livin' - i gotta do what i gotta do;

Intro -

Fuckin' lil homiez;
Everybody duckin';
My fuckin' lil homiez;
Lil homiez;
Everbody duckin';
My fuckin' lil homiez;

1st verse -

Just pay attention;
Here's a story 'bout my lil homiez;
Straight thuggin';
Little bad young muthafuckas;
Gotta love 'em;
You could catch him in his 'g' ride;
Clutchin' his glock;
Screamin' outlaw bustin' on my enemies' block;
Educated on these cold streets;
Getting money makin' dummies out the police;
Ain't no peace;
For an adolescent nigga too wild to be a thinker;
Blunt smokin' twenty-four/seven, everyday drinker;
Got my diploma but i never learned shit in school;
Mo' money, mo' bitches, mo' murder fool;
Always the young niggaz gettin' in shit;
She wouldn't stop to conversate so you called her a bitch;
Bustin' on paper thin muthafuckas;
Drinkin gin 'fore you get to sinnin' on them bustas;
Emptied his clip;
Passed by like he didn't know me;
Everybody's duckin';
My fuckin' lil homiez;

Hook 1 -

Lil homiez on the ride;
Niggaz gonna die tonight;
Let's get high tonight; (my lil homiez)
Lil homiez on the mash;
Runnin' from these punk police;
Cause lil niggaz run these streets;

Lil homiez on the ride;
Niggaz gonna die tonight;
Let's get high tonight; (my lil homiez)
Lil homiez on the mash;
Runnin' from these punk police;
Cause lil niggaz run these streets;

2nd verse -

I remember;
When you was just a little 'g';
Flirtin' with death;
Playin' russian roulette;
Screamin' kill me;
Hey there young nigga whatcha smokin' on;
Mad at the world cause you came from a broken home;
Love to squab' plus your mob is sick;
A bunch of adoelscent niggaz spittin' major shit;
Tell me - young nigga if you die, let me know;
Would your heart feel pain;
Watchin' as your mother cries;
Will all your homies ride?;
Or will they all get high, and talk about how you died?;
Young niggaz on a mission to compete;
Gettin' g's, packin' heat, bringin' havoc to the fuckin' streets;
Nobody knows why he took a four-four and unloaded on the whole front row;
Try to tell him but he act like he don't know me;
Pull out his pistol and show me;
My lil homiez;

Hook 2 -

Lil homiez on the ride;
Niggaz gonna die tonight; (wassup nigga?)
Let's get high tonight; (yeah)
Lil homiez on the mash; (lil badass muthafuckas)
Runnin' from these punk police; (you muthafuckas know what time it is)
Cause lil niggaz run these streets; (my lil homiez)

Lil homiez on the ride; (yeah nigga)
Niggaz gonna die tonight; (juvenile delinquent ass muthafuckas)
Let's get high tonight;
Lil homiez on the mash; (under eighteen)
Runnin' from these punk police;
Cause lil niggaz run these streets; (nigga set that shit)

3rd verse -

First to bomb;
Sixteen on death row;
Bustin' on them phony muthafuckas nigga;
Big homie said so;
Niggaz knew i was a nutcase;
Quick to blast;
Living underage bullet blazed on your bitch ass;
Is there a heaven for a 'g'?;
And if it is;
Will i finally get to be at peace?;
On these streets ain't no peace;
Shellshocked shows;
Making money off a crack sale;
Young black male;
Unable to change cause it's a cycle;
Plus nobody knows;
The evil that they might do;
Lil moo, big yak, k-kastro;
Big malc, huessein, call 'em outlawz;
Tellin' the world to be equipped;
When these young muthafuckas rip shit;
They don't quit;
Drew down on me;
Pulled a pound on me;
Bust like he didn't know me;
My fuckin lil homiez;

Outro -

Lil homiez on the ride; (wassup nigga let's do this shit)
Niggaz gonna die tonight;
Let's get high tonight; (my lil homiez)
Lil homiez on the mash; (lil badass muthafuckin' adolescent niggaz)
Runnin' from these punk police;
Cause lil niggaz run these streets; (my lil homiez)

Lil homiez on the ride; (what the fuck you niggaz wanna do?)
Niggaz gonna die tonight; (what nigga?)
Let's get high tonight; (my fuckin' lil homiez)
Lil homiez on the mash; (sixteen, fifteen, thirteen)
Runnin' from these punk police;
Cause lil niggaz run these streets; (my fuckin' lil homiez)

Lil homiez on the ride; (juvenile deliquents ready to bust on you muthafuckas)
Niggaz gonna die tonight;
Let's get high tonight; (what the fuck you niggaz wanna do nigga?)
Lil homiez on the mash;
Runnin' from these punk police; (nigga take your shit off)
Cause lil niggaz run these streets; (lil homiez)

Lil homiez on the ride; (we robbin' muthafuckas nigga)
Niggaz gonna die tonight;
Let's get high tonight; (thug life, outlawz, westside, (blank)) (note: blank should be "death row nigga")
Lil homiez on the mash;
Runnin' from these punk police; (you know what time it is)
Cause lil niggaz run these streets; (my lil homiez)

You know what the fuck you got into nigga;
Outlawz nigga;
The lil homiez;
Yaki kadafi;

[2pac](hook)
Nigga westside
Westside in this motherfucker
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker

[2pac]
Can't nobody stop us when we blunted up and swervin
Packed in a suburban, screamin outlaw runin on the curb
They never try me cause right behind me your killer team
I get a word cut the head off a nigga like a guillotine
This hennessey'll keep me calm though
Sittin in the back of the club, tradin convo
Livin like a don in my own mind
Signal kadafi, nigga watch me with the chrome nine
All the time drinkin champagne
Walk through the crowd let the tramps hang
Niggas playa hate but do a damn thing
Picture me doin eighty down a one way
Stuck in the trunk, caught with gun play
So i gotta keep my eyes open
Gettin high, wonder why we gotta die smokin
My alibi, i'm victory
Like them other vile men i'm marked for death
Spendin my nights like its the last one left
I'm an outlaw

[chorus]
Am i wrong, i wanna get it goin on
Last to leave, till i see everybodys gone
I'm at the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor
Puffin on a sweet swisher i'm the last one left
Tell me am i wrong, i wanna get it goin on
Last to leave until i see everybodys gone
I'm at the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor
Puffin on a sweet swisher, guess i'm the last one left

[kastro]
I got my back against the wall
Gat chillin by my balls
Prior to war is rider nigga only five six tall
Napoleon only knows on we outlaws fuck fear
Better strap down to the feelins cause we out yeah
Thug passion all up in me
Feelin like i took some henne
It aint easy i'm tryin to make a dollar out of two pennies
What we got with these rap niggas
Wanna pull they're gat niggas
Only got my side cause they think pac die nigga
Last niggas with our tape
Take a shot within our vest
Pac come and catch weight
Nigga we the last ones left

[2pac]
If we woulda known the zone inside my own dome
Fresh outs jail it was hell but i'm probably home
Lookin for niggas that was roofin that shit when i was locked back
Hands on the pump, makem jump when its cocked back
Fuckem all they're bitches inside a world of weak
Bitch niggas be afraid to speak
We the last ones left

[2pac]
[chorus] (slight change)
Tell me am i wrong, i wanna get it goin on
Last to leave, till i see everybodys gone
At the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor
Puffin on a sweet swisher like i'm the last one left
Am i wrong, i wanna get it goin on
Last to leave till i see everybodys gone
At the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor
Puffin on a sweet swisher, last one left
Am i wrong, i wanna get it goin on
Last to leave till i see everybodys gone
At the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor (yeah)
Puffin on a sweet swisher, i'm the last one left

[napoleon]
I eat and sleep the worst shit, turfs and birth
Me and my team super supreme putin in work
I'm passed out, drunk as a fuck, till it hurt
And i call earl screamin fuck the world
I got a bitch on the side wanna be my wife
And wify beefin wanna know if she gonna see me tonight
And i know it aint right, but its the life i got
And thats until i see yak
And thats until i see pac
Young know i lost a troll somebody owed me down
And if the world was a girl i'd stick my dick in the ground
Fuck the world

[2pac](varied hook)
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Yeah
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Uh
Outlaw in this motherfucker right here
Outlaws in this motherfucker
Uh
In this motherfucker right here
In this motherfucker
Uh
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Uh
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Uh
Outlaw in this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Uh
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
In this motherfucker right here
Westside in this motherfucker
Westside in this motherfucker right here
Westside

(*fades out*)

Intro:

When thugz cry
Now i lay me down to sleep
I pray to lord my guns to keep
If i die before i wake
I pray to lord my soul to take
Got us dying
When thugz cry
Times is hard


Verse one:

Born thuggin' and lovin'
The way i came up, big money clutchin'
Bustin' while evadin' cocaine bust
My po's rushin'
To my cushin' into insanity
They shot at my cousin now we bustin' at they whole family
These cowards wanna see me burried, i ain't worried
I got a line on the d.a. cause i'm fuckin' the secretary
I black out, start cussin, bust 'em, and touch 'em all
They panicin' bitches duckin', i rush 'em, and fuck 'em all
Probably be an old man before i understand
Why i had to live my life with pistols close in hand
Kidnapped my homie sister cut her face up bad
They even raped her so we blazed they pad
Automatic shots rang out, on every block
They puttin hits on politicians even cops
I ain't lyin', they got me sleepin' with my infrared beams
And in my dreams i hear muthafuckas screamin'
What is the meanin'?
When thugz cry


Chorus:

Oh why
Should you send your child off to die
In the streets of chalk
When they die
Let the rocks cry out
When thugz cry
Dear god
(when thugz cry)
Oh why
Does it have to be this way ahh
Children of today won't stay by
(when thugz cry)
Let the children hear
When thugz cry
Dear god
Oh why
(ha)


Verse two:

Maybe my addiction to friction got me buggin'
Where is the love, never quit my ambitionz to thug
Ain't shed a tear since the old school years of elementary
Niggaz i used to love they closed the penitentiary
Still homie keep it real, how does it feel?
To loose your life over somethin' that you did as a kid
You all alone no communication, block on the phone
Don't get along with your pops and plus your moms is gone
Where did we go wrong? i put my soul in this song
To help us grow in time but now our minds is gone
We went from brothas and sistas to niggaz and bitches
We went from welfare livin' to worldwide riches
But somethin' change in this dirty game
Everythin' strange, lost all my homies over cocaine, man
See they ask me if i shed a tear, i ain't lie
See, you gotta get high or die
Cause even thugz cry


Chorus:

Oh why
Should you send your child off to die
In the streets of chalk
(when thugz cry)
When they die
(we don't shed tears, we shed blood)
Let the rocks cry out
When thugz cry
(do you still wanna be a thug)
Dear god
Oh why
Does it have to be this way ahh
Children of today won't stay by
Let the children hear
When thugz cry
Dear god
Oh why


Verse three:

And all i see are these paraniod bitches, illegal inventions
Bustin' muthafuckas with upper cuts, i leave 'em with dentures
Cause in my criminal mind nobody violates the don
I write your name on a piece of paper, and now your family's gone
Well perpetrate like you could handle my team
So merciless in mind try to take command of your dreams
Leavin muthafuckas drowin in they own blood
Clown and taking pictures
Later, laugh about the punk bitches
That turn snitches
Regulate my area the terror i represent
Make your people disappear, your wonderin' where they went
Am i cold, or is it just i sold my soul?
Addicted to the streets
Never find true peace i'm told
Come take my body, god
Don't let me suffer any longer
Smoke a pound of marijuana so i know it ain't long
Where is the end to all my misery?
Is there a close?
I suppose that's why i murder my foes
When thugz cry


Chorus:

Oh why
Should you send your child off to die
In the streets of chalk
(i shed tattoo tearz for years)
When they die
Let the rocks cry out
(to my dead homeboyz and the prison peace)
When thugz cry
Dear god
Oh why
(yall ain't never heard my cries, nigga, what about if you would die)
Does it have to be this way ahh
Children of today won't stay by
Let the children hear
When thugz cry
Dear god

Repeat chorus until fade

[2pac]
Now you've been actin like you want it for a long time
All up in a nigga face, givin me them strong vibes
Look in my eyes and you'll find peace
A gemini, so you really blow my mind freak, c'mon
I got my clothes off, hard as a nigga in jail
Skinny niggaz throw the dick well
Everybody get they condoms, brother cause it's time to fuck
Hurry up and put it on nigga, time is up
What's next got my mind on some group sex
Where you goin baby, i ain't even through yet
Do it like a true vet, love it how i threw it to ya
Even now make it good to ya, remember me?
I love fuckin slow with the lights low
Black puerto rican even white hoes, bellisimo
Que linda, dame beso, come to papi
Fuck until the shit is sloppy, if you really want it

[eye] if you really want it
[pac] get'cha ass up; you know it, if you really want it
[eye] if you really want it
[pac] if, you really want it, if you really want it
If you really want it
[eye] uhh, uhh
[pac] if you really want it

[2pac]
Alright all my real niggaz and my real bitches
Let me see you do it like this, c'mon

[2pac + left eye]
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, rock your body
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, we came to
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, rock your body
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body..

[left eye]
Do you, you remember the time
When you absolutely, said never let it inside
Feel it's my duty, from gemini, to gemini
Can you imagine the trouble come bustin double, i'm much obliged
See i would love to go and take a ride
Have total leeway up and down your freeway, nothin to hide
If i was committed to suicide
I'd fuck around meet you now put it down, i'd testify
Ain't nobody here to understand the reason why
It's you and i, so everything is rectified
I know you tried, you even made a nigga cry
But love is blind, now can you stand the test of time?
Redefine, what it means to be an open mind
Feel the climax..
I bust a round for you, painted the perfect picture
I'm down for you, can't wait to get witcha
Rock, your body body, rock your body
Rock, your body body, rock your body

[2pac]
Damn..
If you really want it
You like that? yeah
If you really want it

[left eye]
Rock, your body body, rock your body
Rock, your body body, rock your body

[2pac]
Don't hold back.. (?)
Yeah, yeah, i feel you

[2pac]
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, we came to
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, rock your body
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body..

[2pac]
See, it all started simple, turned into me lickin the nipples
Fuckin you doggie style to this instrumental
Hands up, all up inside ya, hell i can stand ya
Eyes open i don't plan to bust, just hold on
Baby let me zone in, whaddyou mean?
Can you scream let it go beotch, how does it feel?
Got a nigga like steel in ya, to keep goin
Now i'm fuckin like i'm killin ya, let's go another round
Baby is you down really, two shots of ecstasy
Lick a nigga down silly, your body next to me
I could touch you inside, and you'll cry
So good when a nigga leave, you'll die
My mama told me baby be a man put it on her
Hittin bitches like, switches comin around the corner
I wanna let me get my ride on
It's yo' dick baby but it's my song, now if you really want it

[2pac]
Gots to send this one out to the freaky bitches
Definitely all the scorpios, and the geminis, and the virgos
You know i know the truth about you scorpios and you virgos
No doubt gotta give it to the capricorns
They some freaks too on the down down
The libras, they like it even but they still like fuckin
No doubt, aquariuses, libras, i said those
Leos, yeah they some freaks, leos is freaks
They always wanna run shit in bed
Sagitarrius, taurus.. cancer, all you freaky fucks
I'm a zodiac fucker i'll do you all one at a time
And all day long, let's get busy!

[2pac + left eye]
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, rock your body
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, we came to
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body, rock your body
Rock, your body body, rock your body body
Rock, your body body..

Intro -

(pac laughs)
Live from the crazy house;
Yo that nigga crazy as hell;
You heard that shit nigga?;
Live from the crazy house;
Yo that nigga crazy;

My ghetto love song;
(set it off, set it off, let's be friends);
(where my niggaz at, where my niggaz at, all my real niggaz throw your muthafuckin' hands up);
(c'mon, let's go, let's go, that's how you do it);
(throw your hands in the air let me see you just throw your hands in the air)
Westside in this muthafucka right here;
Westside;

1st verse -

Approach you and post a minute;
Arm on my double-r tinted;
As you pass by, winking my eye, freshly scented;
What's the haps baby?;
Come get with me and perhaps lady you can help me multiply my stacks baby;
Currency seems small i need companionship;
Through with that scandalous shit;
I bet your man ain't shit;
So why you hesitatin' actin like your shit don't stink;
Check out my diamonds bitch every one go bling;
This be a thug thang outlaw nigga with riches;
Cream dreamin' muthafucka on a mash for bitches;
Check my resume';
Sippin' on crysta-l and alize; (spelling)
Smokin' on big weed;
Keyed the cali way;
Don't like trickin' but i'll buy you a 'fit; (outfit)
I can't stand no sneaker wearin' nappy-haired bitch;
Let my pedigree breed briefly;
The sole chief puttin' bitch made bustas to sleep with no grief;
Mash on my so-called comp; (competition)
Who da man while i'm tuggin' on your main bitch hand?; (westside)
Understand this ain't no nigga like me;
Fuck jay-z he broke and i smoke daily;
Baby let's be friends;

Hook 1 -

(singing)
Let's be frien-n-n-nds;
(pac)
Where my niggaz at? come on;
(singing)
You ain't gotta be my man at all;
Long as you just break me off en-n-nds;
(pac)
All my niggaz, where my hoes at?;
(singing)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes?;
Let's be frien-n-nds;
(pac)
Where all the bitches at?; where all the niggaz with money where you at baby?;
(singing)
You ain't gotta be my man at all;
Long as you just break me off frie-n-n-nds;
(pac)
Cash makin' hoes;
(singing)
Are you trickin' on them other hoes?;
Let's be;

2nd verse -

I met you and i stuttered in passion;
Though slightly blinded by that ass;
It was hard to keep my dick in my pants;
Everytime you pass got me checkin' for you hardcore;
Starin' and watchin';
Me and you, one-on-one picture countless options;
Was it prophecy;
Clear as day, visions on top of me;
Erotic, psychotic;
What possessed my body?;
Far from a crush i wanna bust your guts;
And touch - everything inside you from my head to my nuts;
You got my sweatin' like a fat girl goin' for mine;
Just a skinny nigga fuckin' like she stole my mind;
Back in time i recall how she used to be;
I guess - money and fame made you used to me;
What's up in nine-six?;
Find tricks in drag;
Fuck dre tell that bitch he can kiss my ass;
Back to you;
My pretty ass caramel queen;
Got my hands on your thighs now;
Let me in between as friends;

Hook 2 -

(singing)
Frien-n-n-nds;
(pac)
Westside in this muthafucka right here;
(singing)
You ain't gotta be my man at all;
Long as you just break me off en-n-nds;
(pac)
Westside in this muthafucka;
(singing)
Why you trickin' on them other hoes;
Let's be frien-n-nds;
(pac)
Westside in this muthafucka right here;
(singing)
You ain't gotta be my man at all;
Long as you just break me off frie-n-n-nds;
(pac)
In this muthafucka right here;
(singing)
Are you trickin' on them other hoes?;

3rd verse -

Can you imagine me in playa mode?;
Rush the tricks;
I got her - ready for a booty call;
I fucked your bitch;
Was it me or the fame?;
My dick or the game?;
Bet i screamed westside when i came;
Scream my name;
Cause baby it's delicious;
Got a weak spot for pretty bitches;
Up and down similar to switches;
My movement;
Baby let your back get into it;
Make it fluid;
In and out;
All around when a nigga do it;
You got me high;
Let me come inside;
I love it when you get on top baby let me ride;
Who wanna stop me?;
Am i top notch?;
Fuck playa hatin' niggaz cause they cock block;
You probably hate to see a real thug with vision what's the game?;
Rather see a nigga up in prison;
Why you change?;
Made a livin' out of cuss words, liqour and weed;
A bad seed turned good;
In this world of g's;
Baby got me fantasizin' seein' you naked;
It's a fuck song - so check the record;
Let's be friends;
(where my niggaz at?; show me where my niggaz at);
(where my bitches at?; thug--style);

Outro -

(singing)
Let's be frien-n-n-nds;
(pac)
Where my niggaz at?;
Where my bitches at? throw your guns in the air;
(singing)
Frien-n-n-nds;
(pac)
My ghetto love song, it goes on and on and on;
(singing)
Let's be frien-n-n-nds;
(pac)
Where my niggaz at?; (you ain't gotta front with me)
Where my bitches at?;
Where my niggaz at?;
(singing)
Frien-n-nds;
(pac)
Where my niggaz at? (i know what you want)
Where my bitches at?;
Where my people at?
Let's be;
Where my people at? show me where my people at;
Where my people at? show me where my people at;
All my niggaz now, just my niggaz come;
Where my niggaz at, just my niggaz now;
Be friends;
Tell me where my niggaz at;
Be friends;
Tell me where my bitches at;
Be friends;
Tell me where my people at;
Make money take money;
Be friends;
(singing)
Frien-n-nds;
(pac)
Get your cash on, let's get paid;
(singing)
You ain't gotta be my man at all;
Long as you just break me off en-n-n-nds;
(pac)
Come on, get your cash on;
Let's get paid;
(singing)
Are you trickin' on them other hoes?;
Let's be frien-n-nds;
(pac)
Come on, get your cash on;
Let's get paid;
(singing)
You ain't gotta be my man at all;
Long as you just break me off frien-n-n-nds;
(pac)
Come on, get your cash on;
Let's get paid;
(singing)
Why trickin' on them other hoes;
Let's be frien-n-nds;
(pac)
Make money, take money;
Make money, take money;
Make money, take money;
Make money, take money;
Make money, take money;

[pac] damn.. what i'ma do now? when i get free.. oh shit!
[jay] get free.. yeah yeah

[chorus: repeat 2x]
When i get free, motherfuckers better watch they ass
Soon as i get released, i'ma clock some cash
Did some time locked down, but i'm back on the street
There'll be trouble when they see me

[2pac]
Them bitches is foul, take a look at the evening news
You'll see a nigga gettin cuffed by the boys in blue
Is it a, frame up, tryin to keep me out the game, stuck
These motherfuckers tryin to dirty up my name, but
I'm slippin quick as the wind, it's me or them
Fuck friends my foes be on a mission tryin to do me in
Fuck 'em i'm bout to get out, they all soft
I blow up like gauge, and in a rage blow they balls off
Why are you niggaz tryin to test me trick?
And be the first ones to snitch to arrest me bitch
Main thang was to make a nigga meal ticket
Only if you with the real, the nigga will kick it
I'll enforce it with the steel use the lessons that i learned in jail
Rule one: fuck a busta he can burn in hell
Network with connects that i got in the pen
In no time i'll be clockin again

[chorus] + j. valentine's harmonizing

[2pac]
Still sittin in my cell as i dwell on my past
Tryin to figure how a nigga turned dreams into cash
Quick call her collect, ain't no respect on the other side
My cellmate's suicidal cause his mother died
And my c.o. is a lady, and i'm thinkin maybe
Me and her can hook up a scheme, to be swayze
Cause she keep on callin me baby
To a young motherfucker facin eighty that's enough to make you crazy
Now how long will it take, to get her hooked
Got her watchin me liftin weights, sneakin looks
I devised a plan, i'm in the trunk while she drives the van
Ain't no disguise i'ma die as a man
If we make it then i'm takin it to hell
All them niggaz that was frontin while i sat up in the cell
Locked in jail, i couldn't touch her so i planned your misery
The nigga you don't wanna see

[chorus] + j. valentine's harmonizing

[2pac]
Stuck in my cell
The pen ain't nuttin like the county jail
When will they let me bail?
Walkin through the yard, i play the god
First nigga disrespect me first nigga gettin scarred
I'm, back on the scene
I'm hittin knees in the back of a limousine, puffin on weed
As we game on the drunk hoes
Hit the skunk i reminisce just on the way
We used to play, you punk hoes
What i posess is to be rich, in currency
Paranoid niggaz like bitches when they come and see me
Laid out, played out, the nigga barely breathin
As for that bullshit punk, nigga n-now we even
But i wait, until it's time
And try to find a crooked way to profit off this crime
This life of mine.. until i get free
My prophecy is niggaz screamin, as if they bleed in agony
As soon as they popped my gate
I knew these motherfuckers made a mistake

[chorus] + j. valentine's harmonizing

[chorus] - 1/2

[2pac]
When i get free
Hahaha.. yeah nigga, when i get motherfuckin free
Pop the gate, i'm back baby!
When i get free.. we up out this bitch

[lil' mo talking]

2pac and lil' mo...how gangsta is that?

[2pac]
One-two, be a nigga nature
Ha ha ha

[verse 1]

No need to cry now, go wipe your tears be a woman
Why you actin suprised? you saw the bullshit comin
Fake hair, fake nails, fake eyes too
So why you bound to fuck with fake guys too
Ain't nuthin hard about it
Why you lookin sad? shoulda thought about it
Say you learned, i truly doubt it
I guess you got a problem with affection, kinda loser for love
Gettin freaky wit the thug niggaz up in the club
Ask to buy you a drink, you holla don perrion
Knowin i got my cash getter, still i remain calm
Let you chill wit me,
Plus you was smiling till' bed wishing
That's what you get for tryin to dick with me
Missed me with that buy me this, buy me that syndrome shit
Bitch get a job if you wanna be rich
Gettin mad cause i curse, and i scream "i hate cha"
Introduce you to a nigga nature
Feel me


[chorus] lil' mo

Yes the girls need to cry
Other night, gettin' hi (yea, yea, yea)
Why you gangsta all the time?
That's a thugs nature

(that's a nigga nature)

Yea sometimes i can deal with it
I realize that i'm feelin' it
It's a love and hate relationship
But that's a thugs nature

[verse 2]

I'll probably be nice at first first
I let you kiss me where it hurts
Me and you gettin busy slingin dick in the dirt
Bet you had a pool party cause it's cool to kick it
See us tongue kissin, you was truely wit it
Little ecstacy, hennesey mixed wit me
Picture me pay for pussy when this dicks for free
Hay now, with my niggaz that tell these hoes
Before i pay i jerk off , word to moses
Visions of you sittin there sweaty and wet
Pointin to the places that you want me to hit
Gimme room all up in the womb call the cops
Nigga, hitin' walls all til them bastards drop
Label me makaveli thug nigga wit pipe
Livin life like a rocks stars friday night
Make money, get pussy always keep a pager
Cellphone in the ride to complete my nature now

[chorus] lil' mo

Yes the girls need to cry (need to cry)
Other night, gettin' hi (yea, yea)
Why you gangsta all the time?
That's a thugs nature (everyday)

Yea sometimes i can deal with it
I realize that i'm feelin' it (yea, yea)
It's a love and hate relationship
But that's a thugs nature

[verse 3]

Started as a seed from the semen
Straight outta papa's nuts
Lustin for creamin, bitches with big butts
Curves makin nigga cry, tits and shit
When i'm locked down, beggin you for porno flicks
Sneak weed in, help a nigga pass the time
Put my name tattoed so that ass is mine
Tell everybody pac put it down for good
A local legend thru the whole hood
Follow me, i got a gun on me
Going for none on the run baby
You know a nigga need some, is for some crazy
Why cry, when i'll be thuggin till i die
Picture a nigga in heaven high off weed i fly
Got me missin dead homies, wish these phoneys would die
Hit the weed & hope it get me high
Dear god understand my ways, livin major
Blessed with a thugs heart, in a real live nigga nature


[chorus] lil' mo

Yes the girls need to cry
Other night, gettin' hi (whoa, euuu, whoa)
Why you gangsta all the time?
That's a thugs nature

(that's a nigga nature)

Yea sometimes i can deal with it
I realize that i'm feelin' it
It's a love and hate relationship
But that's a thugs nature

(that's a nigga nature)

Yes the girls need to cry
Other night, gettin' hi
Why you gangsta all the time?
That's a thugs nature

(this be a nigga nature)

Yea sometimes i can deal with it
I realize that i'm feelin' it
It's a love and hate relationship
But that's a thugs nature

[2pac]
('cause that's a nigga nature)
(it ain't my fault)

[lil' mo]
(qd, where you be?)

[2pac]
(don't blame me, blame mamma, a nigga nature)

[lil' mo]
(qdiii and lil' mo, 2pac puttin' it down for sho (cause that's a nigga nature)
I realize that i'm feelin' it, cause that's a thugs nature
I know sometimes i can deal with it
I realize i'm feelin' it
Love and hate relationship
Cause that's a thugs nature)

[2pac]
(cause that's a nigga nature)

[lil' mo]
(yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea)

[2pac]
Put me in that; ay come on jojo ('pac.. hahaha)
Yeah that type of shit (maybe it's the thug in me)
You know what time it is (maybe it's the thug in me)

[2pac]
By age thirteen i was buckwild, good at my knuckle game
Made it through a tough childhood never be the same
Walked in my daddy's shoes
No time to be a peaceful man had to shatter fools
That's 'til i put my eyes on you
God damn, sweetheart you got some thighs on you
Now i can't wait to get you home, get you all alone
In my bedroom, baby can we bone, and get it on
Tell me lady how you like me
And if you want it harder baby, come and bite me
But do it lightly; cause that excites me to let it pop
And if you lick me right, i'll do it all night
Only got fucked by a drug dealer
Never felt the real passion of a thug nigga (haha)
Though i like the way you scream when you lovin me
I'm goin deep, it's the thug in me; so whatchu sayin girl?

[chorus: k-ci & jojo] *
A thug nigga like me, i need a thug lady like you
Got a lot of thug in me, that i wanna put in you
A thug nigga like me, i need a thug lady like you
Got a lot of thug in me, that i wanna give to you

* 'pac repeats "maybe it's the thug in me" at various points

[2pac]
Moan baby when we bone it's on
It's so strong niggaz in the next room'll cum
I got ya head swingin, tongue kissin as i hit it from the back
With the bed ringin (haha)
Give me space as i lick ya face, stick the place
Synchronize so i drive when they kick the bass
Love fuckin in tha mo'nin
I get ya wet and bust a sweat, then i'm gone
Left you on yo' own girl
Tell me what you feel like, blindfolded
I'm cold do it real nice - that's if it feel right
Maybe it's the thug in me
I pull ya hair while we fuckin in the chair, when ya lovin me
Up against the wall, you can have it all; just try
Bet my kiss, can get you high, don't pass by
Grab me by my nuts when i'm lovin you
Now open up and let me put the thug in you

[chorus]

[2pac]
Say baby what's your phone number?
Be warned, i'm like a storm with my own thunder, i make the room rumble
In and out long stroke, hold ya breath now
Close your eyes deep throat - did you like it?
Oooh i'm excited!
Cause it's a party in my bedroom, you're invited - c'mon now
Let me see ya shake your rump, tell me
How long will it take to cum, havin fun
Do it one on one and we can all get involved
First y'all do me, then i'll fuck y'all
When you call me the next day
To get sexed by a nigga in the best way
Yeah baby it's a price to pay, only play in the fast lane
When you a hustler, motherfuck a cash came
I gotcha goin wild, cause i'm lovin you
Drugged out with this motherfuckin thug in you

[chorus] - 2x

[2pac]
I don't wanna talk, i don't want no explanations
I don't got no motherfuckin explanations, y'knahmsayin?
It's the thug in me
Don't be askin why i'm pullin your hair
And why i fuck so motherfuckin thuggish
That thug passion, y'knahmean?
Bitch, no mercy
What you scared of? didn't you come over here to get fucked?
You ain't come over here for me to be
Strokin, and all that bullshit
You came over here to get fucked
Shit, if i ain't fuck you thug style
Bitch you'd leave my house talkin bout, "tupac can't serve me"
Won't have me crossed up in that bullshit, hahaha
Turn over!
Maybe it's the thug in me!

(that too baby..)
(ohh yeah, ohh that's right.. mhmm.. okay.. okay baby.. yeah..)