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The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day TheoryDeur: Tupac |
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 The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory » Die lirieke [+ Voeg +] |
1. _ Krazy
[Intro] Hand me a cigarette DAWG! {*inhales*} They got me feelin crazier than a motherfucker I got Bad Ass in this motherfucker Makaveli the Don, representin the Outlawz Bad Ass representin the L.B.C. So what'cha wanna do? Y'know how we do it {*overlapping the [Intro]*} .. puffin on lye Hopin that it get me high Got a nigga goin cra-zy Oh yeah, I feel cra-zy [Chorus] Time goes by, puffin on lye Hopin that it gets me high Got a nigga goin cra-zy Oh yeah, I feel cra-zy (Tell 'em bout it) [2Pac] Last year was a hard one, but life goes on Hold my head against the wall learnin right from wrong They say my ghetto intrumental, detrimental to kids As if they can't see the misery in which they live Blame me, for the outcome, ban my records - check it Don't have to bump this but please respect it I took a minus and now the hard times are behind us Turned into a plus, now they stuck livin blinded Hennesey got me feelin bad, time to stop drinkin Rollin, in my drop-top Jag, what's that cops thinkin? Sittin in my car, watch the stars and smoke I came a long way but still I got so far to go Dear mama, don't worry; I'ma watch for snakes Tell Setchu, that I love her, but it's hard to take I got the letter that she sent me, and I cried for weeks This what came out when I tried to speak - all I heard was [Chorus - repeat 2X] (One, two, three, four) [2Pac] I see bloods and crips runnin up the hill Lookin for a better wayyyyyy.. My brothers and sisters it's time to bail cause even thug niggaz prayyyyyy.. Hopin God hear me, I entered the game; look how much I changed I'm no longer innocent - casualties of fame Made a lot of money, seen a lot of places And I swear I seen a peaceful smile on my mama's face when I gave her the keys to her own house, this your land Your only son done became a man Watchin time fly; I love my people do or die But I wonder why, we scared to let each other fly June 1-6, '7-1, the day mama pushed me out her womb, told me, "Nigga get paid." No one can understand me - the black sheep Outcasted from my family, now packin heat I run the streets, a young runaway, live for today When he died, I could hear him say, c'mon.. [Chorus - repeat 2X] [Bad Ass] God help me out here, cause I'm posessed I need the root of all evil for my stress Cause money's like a stong prescription drug, it's got me addicted to the pleasure and the pain it inflicted Somethin bout the paper wit the pictures of the president's, head Damn, it's like a motherfuckin plague that spread It's epidemic; forgotten, forgotten it got worse I keep my head on straight, makin money cause it's cursed Makin money makes a difference day by day so I gotta stay paid, no doubt, day in and day out This life is like a vicious cycle called fightin to live No matter how hard you try, it's in death, you gotta die A lot of my, peers didn't make it to the years to come Did life doin right, or did life livin dumb Who has the answers? I wonder; I turn to my elders They aged and experienced, but they can't even tell ya or tell me, that there'll be light at the end of the road (Why?) Cause they don't even know A million thangs run through my mind.. You ain't gotta be in jail to be doin time.. [Chorus - repeat 2X] {*Chorus repeats while Tupac speaks below*| [2Pac] I feel fucked up in this bitch. I smoked half a ounce to the head Chocolate tye, indo, Hawaiian, lambsbread, buddha, all that shit I'm fucked up in this motherfucker, and Hennesey don't help and Hennesey don't help - Thug Passion in this muh'fucker Makaveli the Don puttin it down to the fullest, maximum overload 3 Day Theory - Killuminati to your body with the impact of a 12 gauge shotty Double-I slugs, no love, straight thugs One time for my niggaz in the jail cell (One time for my niggaz locked up) One time for my niggaz doin life in hell (One time for my niggaz and shit, one time) One time for my niggaz in the jail cell (One time) One time for my niggaz doin life in hell (One time for my niggaz locked down) One time for my niggaz in the jail cell (For my niggaz locked up, one time) One time for my niggaz on Death Row (One time for my niggaz on the Row) For my niggaz on Death Row One time for my niggaz livin, broke (Westside, California style, L.A.!) One time for my niggaz livin, broke (You know what time it is, no doubt) One time for my niggaz in the.. jail cell (Get high, puffin on lye, wonder if it get me high) (Yeah, yeah, crazy..) more free lyrics |
2. _ Hail Mary
[Makaveli] Makaveli in this... Killuminati, all through your body The blow's like a twelve gauge shotty Uhh, feel me! And God said he should send his one begotten son to lead the wild into the ways of the man Follow me; eat my flesh, flesh and my flesh Chorus: Makaveli Come with me, Hail Mary Run quick see, what do we have here Now, do you wanna ride or die La dadada, la la la la [Makaveli] I ain't a killer but don't push me Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin pussy Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words bein quoted Peeped the weakness int he rap game and sewed it Bow down, pray to God hoping that he's listenin Seein niggaz comin for me, to my diamonds, when they glistenin Now pay attention, rest in peace father I'm a ghost in these killin fields Hail Mary catch me if I go, let's go deep inside the solitary mind of a madman who screams in the dark Evil lurks, enemies, see me flee Activate my hate, let it break, to the flame Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim Some say the game is all corrupted, fucked in this shit Stuck, niggaz is lucky if we bust out this shit, plus mama told me never stop until I bust a nut Fuck the world if they can't adjust It's just as well, Hail Mary Chorus 2X [Makaveli] Penetentiaries is packed with promise makes Never realize the precious time the bitch niggaz is wastin Instutionalized I lived my life a product made to crumble But too hardened for a smile, we're too crazy to be humble, we ballin Catch me father please, cause I'm fallin, in the liquor store That's the Hennessee I hear ya callin, can I get some more? Hail til I reach Hell, I ain't scared Mama checkin in my bedroom; I ain't there I got a head with no screws in it, what can I do One life to live but I got nuttin to lose, just me and you on a one way trip to prison, sellin drugs We all wrapped up in this livin, life as Thugs To my homeboys in Quentin Max, doin they bid Raise hell to this real shit, and feel this When they turn out the lights, I'll be down in the dark Thuggin eternal through my heart, now Hail Mary nigga Chorus 2X [Kastro] They got a APB, out on my Thug family Since the Outlawz run these streets, like these skanless freaks Our enemies die now, walk around half dead Head down, K blasted off Hennessee and Thai Tryin it, mixed it, now I'm twisted blisted and high Visions of me, Thug livin gettin me by Forever live, and I multiply survived by Thugs When I die they won't cry unless they comin with slugs [Young Noble] Peep the whole scene and whatever's goin on around me Brain kinda cloudy, smoked out feelin rowdy Ready to wet the party up, and whoever in that motherfucker Nasty new street, slugger my heat seeks suckers on the regular mashin in a stolen black Ac Integ-ra Cock back, sixty seconds til the draw that's when I'm dead in ya Feet first, you got a nice gat but my heat's worse From a Thug to preachin church, I gave you love now you eatin dirt Needin work, and I ain't the nigga to put you on Cause word is bond when I was broke I had to hustle til dawn That's when sun came up, there's only one way up hold ya head and stay up, to all my niggaz get ya pay and weight up [Kastro] If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate to this shit I don't got, be the shit I gotta take Dealin with fate, hoping God don't close the gate If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate to this shit I don't got, be the shit I gotta take Dealin with fate, hoping God don't close the gate Chorus (repeats in background) [Prince Ital] We've been traveling on this wayward road Long time til I be take a 'eavy load But we ride, ride it like a bullet Hail Mary, Hail Mary We won't worry everyting will come real Free like the bird in the tree We won't worry everyting will come real Yes we free like the bird in the tree We runnin from the penetentiary This is the time for we liberty Hail Mary, Hail Mary Chorus [Makaveli] Westside, Outlawz, Makaveli the Don, Solo, Killuminati, The 7 Days more free lyrics |
3. _ Just Like Daddy
Spoken: Outlaw In This No doubt,Death Row, Makaveli You can call me daddy I'll be ya daddy JUST LIKE DADDY Foe tha ladies ----------Chorus--------- Come with me and tha time we bump, deticaite slow jams on tha radio, know ya happy I can feel ya passion lookin out foe ya just like daddy, come on, sun shine turn to rain,baby I can take away ya pain if ya trust me close ya eyes feel tha magic neva leave when ya need me I do ya just like daddy ---------------------------- I met her when she was younger when her daddy died when she was younger her moms let her do what she please they said no one loved her her eyes shined love a dimaond and above tha kind that you can love Not yet touched with so much, potintial youngster let me got ya mental and to a place with a sourness of pain you'll never taste by God's grace you were born with that face nuthin but pure beauty so for an enternaity I feel it's my duty to be a SOULJAH dippin I got plans to mold ya and in tha coldest nights is when I hold ya like Iam supposta,as we roll closer I'll take your hand gladly, anything ya need ask me supporting my baby just like daddy (2PAC) You alveate tha stress spend time with you, I feel blessed When you gone feel tha pain so strong deep in my chest When i got arrested, came so close to goin to jail throwin blows at tha po pos breakin they nails screamin loud goin all out Damn I did You stayed locked down at moms house watchin tha kids, thru tha 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 commited, I thank God everytime I hit it hopin you'll forgive me for the times I bullshitted Me and you against the world we untouchable, screamin like ya dyin everytime I'am fuckin you ya never had a father or a family, but I'll be there no need to fear so much insanity and thru tha years I know ya gave me your heart and plus When I'am dirt broke and fucked up Ya still love me --------Chours---------- (An Outlaw) Boo would ya die for me? Down holdin my pistol, gettin high with mean sounds tougher than brisles fool when you cry I'll be ya tissue back in tha county writin letters how I miss you givin you credit, apoligetic how I dis you get you for thinkin like a mona and on a level and sometime daddy ready to wine ya and dilain for total and twine ya we right behind ya tru life just me and you no tellin what we could do (Another Outlaw) Gettin high between tha sheets Make tha shit right here discrete Puttin nikies on ya belly while we fuckin on tha beach I love it when ya nut up and grab me I feel for ya badly, baby girl just like daddy (A 3rd Outlaw) Shorty I lend my hand out ta help ya loss soul lookin for shelta, on tha late night accept ya treat ya good won't disrespect ya My age is young out of place bitch 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 her king 1 day labled thug Mrs tha essance of my ghetto sistas hugs and kisses that's just for me to be a father figure more free lyrics |
4. _ Blasphemy
[This Week in Bible Prophecy] God has a plan -- and the bible unfolds that wonderful plan through the message of prophecy God sent Jesus into this world to be our saviour And that Christ is returning, someday soon to unfold the wonderful plan of eternity, for my life and your life As long as we're cooperating with God by accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and saviour And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days We'll see you next time here on This Week in Bible Prophecy [Tupac] Tupac don't start that blasphemy in here! Makaveli, the new breed -- and I remember what my pops told me The new word, follow me -- remember what my pops told me My family tree, consists of drug dealers, thugs and killers Strugglin, known to hustle screamin fuck they feelings I got advice from my father, all he told me was this Niggaz, get off your ass if you plan to be rich There's ten rules to the game, but I'll share with you two Know, niggaz gon' hate you for whatever you do Now rule one -- get your cash on, M.O.B. That's Money Over Bitches, cause they breed envy Now rule two is a hard one, watch for phonies Keep yo', enemies close nigga, watch yo' homies It seemed a little unimportant, when he told me I smiled Picture jewels being handed, to an innocent child I never knew in my lifetime I'd live by these rules Initiated as an outlaw, studying rules Now papa ain't around, so I gotta recall or come to grips with bein on my enemy's wall (rest in peace) Promised if I have a seed, I'ma guide him right Dear Lord don't let me die tonite I got words for my comrades, listen and learn Ain't nuttin free, give back what you earn, no doubt Gettin higher than a motherfucker, blessed and pleased This Thug Life'll be the death of me, c'mon, yeah And I remember what my papa told me Remember what my papa told me, blasphemy Chorus: Prince Ital Love for dem dat steal in the name of da Lord Dem a tell nuff lie but holdin my bird in a cloud Usin de name of de Lord in vein While de people in de ghetto, feel nuff pain [Tupac] We probably in Hell already, our dumb asses not knowin Everybody kissin ass to go to heaven ain't goin Put my soul on it, I'm fightin devil niggaz daily Plus the media be crucifying brothers severly Tell me I ain't God's son, nigga mom a virgin We got addicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto doin wild shit, lookin at the sun don't pay Criminal mind all the time, wait for Judgment Day They say Moses split the Red Sea I split the blunt and rolled the fat one, I'm deadly -- Babylon beware Comin from the Pharoahe's kids, retaliation Makin legends off the shit we did, still bullshittin Niggaz in Jerusalem, waitin for signs God promised, she's just takin her time, haha Living by the Nile while the water flows I'm contemplating plots wondering which door to go Brothas getting shot, comin back resurrected It's just that raw shit, nigga check it (that raw shit) And I remember what my papa told me Remember what my papa told me, blasphemy Chorus [Tupac] The preacher want me buried why? Cause I know he a liar Have you ever seen a crackhead, that's eternal fire Why you got these kids minds, thinkin that they evil while the preacher bein richer you say honor God's people Should we cry, when the Pope die, my request We should cry if they cried when we buried Malcolm X Mama tell me am I wrong, is God just another cop waitin to beat my ass if I don't go pop? Memories of a past time, givin up cash to the leaders, knowin damn well, it ain't gonna feed us In my brain how can you explain, time in D.C. It's hard enough to live now, in these times of greed They say Jesus is a kind man, well he should understand times in this crime man, my Thug nation Do whatchu gotta do but know you gotta change Try to find a way to make it out the game I leave this and hope God can see my heart is pure Is heaven just another door? I leave this here I leave this and hope God see my heart is pure Is heaven just another door? And my people say Chorus 4X Our father, who art in heaven Hallow be thy name Thy kingdom come, thy will be done In earth, as it is in heaven Give us this day, our daily bread As we give up our debts As we forgive our debt-ors Lead us not into temptation but deliver us, unevil For God, is the kingdom, and the power and the glory forever, and ever, and ever more free lyrics |
5. _ White Man'z World
"You go bustin your fist against a stone wall, you're not usin your brain. That's what the white man wants you to do. Look at you! What makes you ashamed of bein black?" (Nuttin but love for you my sister) Might even know how hard it is (no doubt) Bein a woman, a black woman at that? (no doubt) Shit - in this white man's world Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin hard on our sisters we don't be knowin the pain we be causin (in this white man's world) In this white man's world.. I ain't sayin I'm innocent in all this I'm just sayin (in this white man's world) This song is for y'all For all those times that I messed up or we messed up [2Pac] Dear sister, got me twisted up in prison I miss ya Cryin lookin at my niece's and my newphew's picture They say don't let this cruel world get ya, kinda suspicious Swearin one day you might leave me, for somebody that's richer Twist the cap off the bottle, I take a sip and see tomorrow Gotta make if I have to beg or borrow Readin love letters; late night, locked down and quiet If brothers don't recieve they mail best believe we riot Eatin Jack-Mack(?), starin at walls of silence inside this cage where they captured all my rage and violence In time I learned a few lessons, never fall for riches Aplogizies to my TRUE sisters; far from bitches Help me raise my black nation reperations are due, it's true Caught up in this world I took advantage of you So tell the babies how I love them, precious boys and girls Born black in this white man's world - and all I heard was [Chorus - sung] Who, knows what tomorrow brings In this world, where everyone's blind And where to go, no matter how far I'll find To let you know, that you're not alone [2Pac over Chorus] Only thing they ever did wrong (YES, YES) was bein born black, in this white man's world (NO DOUBT) (All my ghetto motherfuckers be proud to be black and be PROUD) All my little black seeds, born black in this white man's world (to have this shit like this, cause ain't NOBODY got it like this) (All these motherfuckers wanna be like us, they all wanna be like us) (To be the have-nots, all hail) (God bless the child that can hold his own, no motherfuckin doubt) [2Pac] Bein born with less I must confess only adds on to the stress Two gunshots to my homie's head, dyed in his vest Shot him to death and left him bleedin for his family to see I pass his casket gently askin, is there heaven for G's? My homeboy's doin life, his baby momma be stressin Sheddin tears when her son, finally ask that questions Where my daddy at? Mama why we live so poor? Why you cryin? Heard you late night through my bedroom door Now do you love me mama? Whitey keep on callin me nigga? Get my weight up with my hate and pay 'em back when I'm bigger And still thuggin in this jail cell, missin my block Hearin brothers screamin all night, wishin they'd stop Proud to be black but why we act like we don't love ourselves Don't look around busta (you sucka) check yourselves Know what it MEANS to be black, whether a man or girl We still strugglin, in this white man's world [Chorus] [*megaphone* over Chorus] We must fight, for brother Mumia We must fight, for brother Mutulu And we must fight, for brother (?) We must fight, for brother Geronimo Pratt We must fight.. for (?), Zulu, (?) We must fight, for the government's political prisoners They are locked up falsely by this white man [2Pac] So tell me why you - changed to choose a new direction, in the blink of an eye My time away just made perfection, did you think I'd die? Not gon' cry, why should I care Like we holdin on to lost love that's no longer there Can you please help me, God bless me please keep my seeds healthy Makin all my enemies bleed while my G's wealthy Hopin they bury me with ammunitions, weed, and shells Just in case they trip in heaven - ain't no G's hell Sister sorry for the pain that I caused your heart I know I'll change if you help me, but don't fall apart Rest in peace to Latasha, Lil' Yummy, and Kato Too much for this cold world to take - ended up bein fatal Every women in America, especially black Bear with me, can't you see, that we under attack I never meant to cause drama, to my sister and mama Hope we make it, to better times, in this white man's world [Chorus] - 3X [Dialogue over Chorus] "You're out of touch with reality! There are a few of you in a few smoke filled rooms (?) that the mainstream wound up masses of the people White and black, red yellow, and, and brown (?) invulnerable are suffering, in this nation." [2Pac over Chorus] Remember that, in this white man's world, they can't stop us We've been here all this time they ain't took us out They can never take us out No matter what they say, about us bein extinct about us being endangered species, we ain't NEVER gon' leave this We ain't NEVER gon' walk off this planet, unless Y'ALL choose to Use your brain, use your brain It ain't THEM that's killin us it's US that's killin us It ain't THEM that's knockin us off, it's US that's knockin us off I'm tellin you better watch it, or be a victim Be a victim, in this white man's world.. .. born black, in this white man's world, no doubt And it's dedicated to my motherfuckin teachers Mutulu Shakur, Geronimo Pratt, Mumia Abu Jamal Sekou Odinga, all the real O.G.'s, we out [Malcolm X] The seal, and the constitution, reflect the thinking of the founding fathers, that this was, to be a nation by white people, and for white people. Native americans, blacks, and all other non-white people, were to be the burden bearers, for the real citizens of this nation. more free lyrics |
6. _ Toss It Up
[Tupac] The money behind the dreams My right hand, my other Capo in this big motherfuckin war we got My other Capo in this big ass, conglomerate called Death Row Snoop motherfuckin Dogg, Tha Doggfather And who he comin through right now, Makaveli the Don Feel this, Killuminati (Toss it up!) Lord have mercy, father help us all Since you supllied yo' phone number, I can't help but call Time for action, conversatin, we relaxin, kickin back Got you curious for Thug Passion, now picture that Tongue kissin, hand full of hair, look in my eyes Time to make the bed rock, baby look how it rise Me and you movin in the nude, do it in the living room Sweatin up the sheets, it's the Thug in me I mean no disrespectin when I tongue kiss your neck I go a long way to get you wet, what you expect Late night, hit the highway, drop the top I pull over, gettin busy in the parking lot And don't you love it how I lick your, hips and glide Kiss you soft on your stomach, push my love inside Got ya lost in a love zone, stuck in the lust I got the bedroom shakin back-breakin when we're tossin it up [K-Ci, JoJo] In this baby, I like the way it's goin down When all that is around, slip slide ride Givin me love nice like Female I like, what I wanna give all night You and me alone everybody's gone toss it up Baby let's, get it on! I like the way you please me, babe The sexy way you tease me, sugar The way you move your body It really drives me crazy Your body hypnotizing, your smell is so exciting So baby come on home with me, I like the way you give it to me! Chorus: K-Ci, JoJo I like the way you give it to me -- let me see you toss it up (repeat 4X w/ variations) Play on, play on, play on, play on, play onnnn! (repeat 4X w/ variations) [K-Ci, JoJo] Ohhh, it's K-Ci baby, mmm that want you lady Ohhh, don't act so shady, baby your taste as fine as gravy The way you move that thang, you make me wanna sang Girl you make my bells rang, make them go ting-a-ling! Now the man, I'm here again Don't worry to ever end It's feeling too good Gimme some more, oh lady lady Your body the kind I like-ah Big booty to the lung delight-ah Bag it up yo, let me in there Toss it up for me!! Chorus 1/2 [Tupac] Do you want me what's your phone number, I get around Cali Love to my true Thugs, picture me now Still down for that Death Row sound, searchin for paydays No longer Dre Day, arrivederci Blown and forgotten, rotten for plottin Child's Play Check your sexuality, as fruity as this Alize Quick to jump ship, punk trick, what a dumb move Cross Death Row, now who you gon' run to? Lookin for suckers cause you similar Pretendin to be hard, oh my God, check your temperature Screamin Compton, but you can't return, you ain't heard Brothers pissed cause you switched and escaped to the burbs Mob on to this new era, cause we Untouchable Still can't believe that you got 'Pac rushin you Up in you, bless the real, all the rest get killed Who can you trust, only time reveals -- toss it up! Chorus w/ variations [Tupac] Play on playa, play on How can some non-players do a song about Compton and then wanna do a player song? How can non-players do it? (We not little kids, we not playin) Tellin lies, who? Puffy, I read your little interview buddy, c'mon You still ain't touchin us, all that peace talk I don't care if you kiss my ass from here to across the street boy It's on Toss it up, we took you on, and we took y'all beat You know we beat you down, and we took y'all beat Cause you wasn't rockin it right Tired of suckers rockin it, toss it up, is how we did it Yeah, toss it up now! more free lyrics |
7. _ Me and My Girlfriend
[girl] Sheeit, ju motherfuckin right I'm the bitch that's keepin it live and keepin it hot when you punk ass niggaz don't Nigga Westside, WHAT! Bring it on [Tupac] Look for me Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde Me and my girlfriend, do one-eighty-five 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 her Me and my girlfriend, hustlin, fell in love with the struggle Hands on the steering wheel, blush, while she bail out bustin Fuck em all, watch em fall screamin, automatic gunfire exorcisin all demons Mafias on the side, my congregation high, ready to die We bail out to take the jail back, niggaz united 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 Make the frontpage primetime live on TV Nigga my girlfriend, baby forty-five but she still live One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop [girl] What!! I'm bustin on you punk ass niggaz *automatic gunfire* Run nigga run! *gunfire* I'm on yo' ass nigga! *gunfire continues* Run nigga, duck and hide! Nigga I'm bustin all you bitches! Run nigga, yeah! Westside! Uh uh uh! Die nigga die! [Tupac] My girlfriend, blacker than the darkest night When niggaz act bitch-made she got the heart to fight Nigga my girlfriend, though we seperated at times I knew deep inside, baby girl would always be mine Picked you up when you was nine, started out my life of crime wit you, bought you some shells when you turned twenty-two It's true, nothin compares to the satisfaction that I feel when we out mashin, me and my girlfriend Chorus: Tupac 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 (repeat 2X) [Tupac] I was too immature to understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days Caused so many arguments and strays Now I realize 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 drop of mankind I trust you dearly, I shoot blind In time I clock figures, droppin niggaz as we rise We all soldiers in God's eyes -- now it's time for war Never leave me baby, I'm paranoid, sleepin witcha 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 waitin by the phone this is true love, I can feel it I've had a lot of women in my bed, but you the realeast So if you ever need me call, I'll be there through it all You're the reason I can stand tall, me and my girlfriend Chorus [Tupac] I love finger fuckin you, all of a sudden I'm hearin thunder When you bust a nut, niggaz 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 askin 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 Chorus 3X Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde Me and my girlfriend, do one-eighty-five when we ride Trapped in this world of sin, born as a ghetto child Raised in the whirlwind -- look for me (repeat 3X) Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde Me and my girlfriend (repeat 2X) ME AND MY GIRLFRIEND! more free lyrics |
8. _ Life of an Outlaw
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 ?????? 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. more free lyrics |
9. _ Against All Odds
One love, one love, one thug One nation, twenty-one gun salute I'm hopin my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed To the truest shit I ever spoke Twenty-one 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 Talkin bout he left the hospital took five like me You living fantasies, nigga I reject your deposit We shook Dre punk ass, now we out of the closet Mobb Deep wonder why nigga blowed them out Next time grown folks talk, nigga close your mouth Peep me, I take this war shit deeply Done seen too many real players fall to let these bitch niggas beat me Puffy lets be honest you a punk or you will see me with gloves Remember that shit you said to Vibe about me bein a thug You can tell the people you roll with whatever you want But you and I know what's going on Payback, 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 Niggas lookin like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick Tryin to player hate on my shit, you eat a fat dick Let it be known this is how you made me Lovin how I got you niggas crazy Against all odds Hopin my thug motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed To the truest shit I ever spoke, against all odds Hopin my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote I heard he was light skinned, stocky with a Haitian accent Jewelery, fast cars and he's known for flashing (What's his name???) Listen while I take you back (NIGGA SAY HIS NAME!) and lace this rap A real live tale about a snitch named Haitian Jack Knew he was workin for the feds, same crime, different trials Nigga, picture what he said, and did I mention Promised a payback, Jimmy Henchman, in due time I know you bitch niggas is listenin, The World Is Mine 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 own 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, gunshots to Tut, now you stuck Fuck the rap game, nigga this M-O-B So believe me we enemies, I go against all odds I'm hopin my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed To the truest shit I ever spoke I'm hopin my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against all odds Puffy gettin robbed like a bitch, to hide the fact he did some shit he shouldn't have did, so we ride em for that And that nigga that was down for me, restin dead Switch sides, guess his new friends wanted him dead Probably be murdered for the shit that I said I bring the real, be a legend, breathin the dead Lord listen to me God don't like ugly, "It Was Written" Hey Nas, your whole damn style is bitten You heard my melody, read about my life in the papers All my run-ins with authorities, felonious capers Now you wanna live my life, so what's the answer Nas? Niggas that don't rhyme right, you've seen too many movies Load em up against the wall, close his eyes Since you lie you die, GOODBYE Let the real live niggas hear the truth from me What would you do if you was me nigga Against all odds I'm hopin my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed To the truest shit I ever spoke *repeat* Against all odds (Twenty-one gun salute) One love to my true thug niggas (Outlaw! Outlaw! Outlaw!) Twenty-one gun salute to my niggas that die in the line of duty Representin to the fullest bein soldiers with military minds that play the rules of the game, twenty-one gun salute I salute you my niggas, stay strong I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you, it's all for you To all you bitch made niggas, I'm comin for you Against all odds, I don't care who the fuck you is, nigga You touch me I'm at you I know you motherfuckers think that I forgot Hell no I ain't forgot nigga I just remember what you told me You said don't go to war unless I got my money behind me Aight, I got my money right here, now I want war more free lyrics |
10. _ Hold Ya Head
[prison in the background while 'Pac speaks] Yo Jackson! (8231549) Yes (?), come on down Hold the doors - let's go! 8599 (?) close it tight Lock it down [2Pac] My homeboys in Clinton and Rikers Island All the penitentiaries Mumia, Mutulu, Geronimo, Sekon All the political prisoners San Quentin (who can save you).. all the jailhouses I'm with you [2Pac] Yeah One thug, one thug (How do we keep the music playing) You're listenin to the sounds of one, thuuug One thug, one thug (How do we get ahead) You're listenin to the sounds of.. [2Pac] I wake up early in the mornin, mindstate so military Suckers fantasizin pictures of a young brother buried Was it me, the weed, or this life I lead If daytime is for suckers then tonight we bleed Out for all that, knowin that this world bring drawbacks Look how this shit bump once I deliver these raw raps Meet me at the cemetery dressed in black Tonight we, honor the dead, those who won't be back So if I die, do the same for me, shed no tears An Outlaw, thug livin in this game for years Why worry, hope to God, get me high when I'm buried Knowin deep inside only a few love me Come rush me to the gates of heaven, let me picture for a while How I lived for my days as a child; I wonder now How do we outlast, always get cash Stay strong if we all mash, hold ya head [Chorus: sung + 2Pac] How do we keep the music playing (yes, you got to hold ya head) How do we get ahead.. (hold your head!) Too many young black brothers are dying (yes, you got to hold ya head) Livin fast, too fast.. [2Pac] Hahaha, yo These felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop Cause these lawyers gettin money everytime they knock us Snatchin pockets lyrically, suckers flea when they notice Switched my name to Makaveli, half the rap game closed Exposed foes with my hocus pocus flows they froze Now suckers idolize my, chosen blows And mo' money mean litigatin, mo' playa hatin Got a cell at the pen for me waitin - is this my fate? Miss me with that misdemeanor thinkin, me fall back? Never that, too much tequila drinkin, we all that Make them understand me, if not I slang my posse Everyone with me is family, cause everybody's got me Watch me paint a perfect vision, this life we livin got us all meetin up in prison.. Last week I got a letter from my road dog, written in blood Saying, "Please show a playa love" - hold ya head! Hold it [Chorus] [2Pac] The weed got me tweakin in my mind, I'm thinkin.. God bless the child that can hold his own Indeed, enemies bleed when I hold my chrome Let these words be the last to my unborn seeds Hope to raise my young nation in this world of greed Currency means nothin if you still ain't free Money breeds jealousy, take the game from me I hope for better days, trouble comes naturally Running from authorities 'til they capture me And my, aim is to spread mo' smiles than tears Utilalize lessons learned from my childhood years Maybe Mama had it all right, rest yo' head Tradin converstion all night, bless the dead To the homies that I used to have that no longer roll Catch a brother at the crossroads.. Plus nobody knows my soul, watchin time pass Through the glass of my drop-top Rolls, hold ya head! [Chorus] [2Pac over Chorus] No matter how hard it get, feel me Get the weed, drink a drink, read a book Watch the stars, get some pussy, whatever.. [Chorus repeats to fade] more free lyrics |
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