All Eyez On Me (explicit)

(tupac talking)

Heaven ain't hard to find
(all you gotta do is look)


(tupac)


Simply because you nervous,
Let me start off with my conversation
Hoping my information, eleviates the hesitiation
I can see it clearly now
Catch you smiling through your frown
I'm askin' baby boo are you down ?
Although i know you've heard about my reputation
Across the nation
"mr. i get around"
My temptaion got me dripping wet
Perspiration
I'm activated by the moves your making
Baby why you faking? strip naked get the love making
See its all in your mind, so every time i sip a glass of wine
I fantasize till that ass is mine
Never gettin' but wanting, never touching but wishing
A straight thug on a mission until i get what i'm missing
Stop with the beeper, baby listen,
I know you're grown, but pay attention
Let me hypnotize with my tounge kissen'
This is a message to bomb bodies and all dimes
Turn around one more time
Heaven ain't hard to find



Chorus
(heaveeen)
Heaven ain't hard to find
(heaven ain't hard to find)

Heaven ain't hard to find
Infact you can have it just have faith
Just like a little kid, still believing in magic
It takes a lot of scarifice
With all the lonely nights on tour
I need somebody i can trust in my life
Let me apply the brakes
Baby you're moving to fast
My conversations are getting deeper, but first let me ask
Are you afraid of a thug ?
And have you ever made love with
Candles and bubbles sipping in your tub
Touch me and let me activate your blood pressure
This thug passion
Help the average man love better
Picture me naked and glistening beneath the moonlight mist
Take a shot of that alazhay
Come give me a kiss
And maybe we can be better friends
Perhaps we'll be closer
I'll be the thug in your life
Baby and you'll be my soulja
And i know it takes some time
And you got a lot of questions on your mind
But relax, in due time
Heaven ain't hard to find



Chorus
(heaveeen)
Heaven ain't hard to find
(heaven ain't hard to find)

You think we all dogs,
Thats why you cautious when i approached you
Been talking since you arrived, but not a word is spoken
Through my eye contact, i wink and you respond back
Look at me
Whats all that ? huh
Its like the closer you get, baby the quicker i'm speaking
I got a flight out chicago, lets kick it this weekend
I'm sipping heneesee and coke
Tho' addicted to weed smoke
I'm fiendin' for your body even mo'
Oh god help me identify me truest thoughts
Your hidden motives full of passion who would of thought
Come hollar at me baby, love me for my thug nature
Far from a playa hater, label me a money maker
Straight heart breaker
Baby we can be friends
I can soup you in my benz
We'll ride
I'll let you floss it for your friends
Once we begin
Until the end, it gets better with time
I'm makin' love to your mind baby
Heaven ain't hard to find



Chorus
(heaveeen)
Heaven ain't hard to find
(heaven ain't hard to find)

(tupac talking)

Big syke, snoop, 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


(tupac)


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 cariban of niggas, every time we ride (every time we ride)
Hitting mutha-fuckas 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



Chorus -- tupac
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

(syke talking)


Heeyyy, to my nigga pac


(syke)


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
Nine and four shit 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



Chorus -- tupac
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

(tupac)


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
Untill 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



Chorus -- tupac
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


(tupac talking)


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

(2pac)

You probably crooked as the last trick
Women laugh at how i got my ass caught up with this bad bitch
Thinking i had her but she had me in the long run
It's just my luck i'm stuck here fuckin with the wrong one
Unwise decisions based on lies we living
Skandalous times games like my religion
You could be rolling with a thug
Instead you with this sweet schrub
Looking for some love in every club
I see you starring like you want it
Well baby if yah got it better flaunt it
Let the liquor help you get up on it
I'm still tipsy from last night
Bumpin' into walls as i pause, addicted to the fast life
I try to hollar but you say you taken
Sayin' you ain't impressed with the money i'm makin'
Guess its true what they telling me
Fresh out of jail life's hell for a black celebrity
So thats the reason why i call
And maybe you with it
Fantansies of something can i hit it (ha ha)
Addicted to the things you do
Its still true what i'm saying boo
Cuz this is all about u


Chorus--nate dogg(2x)
Every other city we go
Every other video
[its all about u]
No matter where i go
I see the same hoe


(2pac)


I'll make a promise if yah go with me
Have you hollar running out before i leave
Nobody loves me i'm a thug nigga
I only hang out with the criminals and the drug dealers
I love niggas
Be coming from the same place
Witness me hollar at a hoochie, see how long the game takes
How can i tell her i'm a playa
And i don't even care
Creep slow breath smokes into the air
Everywhere i go, its all about the crooked hoes
Waiting for niggas at the end of every show
I just seen yah in my friend's video
I never put a bitch before my friends, the way to go
Follow the leader and peep the drama i'm going through
It's all about u


Chorus


(kurupt)


Is you sick from the dick or is it the flu it ain't about you or your bitch ass crew

Chorus
How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz
Rest in peace young nigga
There's a heaven for a 'g'
Be a lie
If i told ya that i never thought of death
My niggas
We tha last ones left
But life goes on.....

How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz
Rest in peace young nigga
There's a heaven for a 'g'
Be a lie
If i told ya that i never thought of death
My niggas
We tha last ones left
But life goes on....


As i bail through tha empty halls
Breath stinkin'
In my draws
Ring, ring, ring
Quiet y'all
Incoming call
Plus this my homie from high school
He's getting by
It's time to worry
Another brotha
Nobody cry
Life as a baller
Alchol and booty calls
We usta do them as adolecents
Do you recall ?
Raised as g's
Loc'ed out and blazed the weed
Get on tha roof
Let's get smoked out
And blaze with me
2' in tha morning
And we still high assed out
Screamin' 'thug till i die'
Before i passed out
But now that your gone
I'm in tha zone
Thinkin'
'i don't wanna die all alone'
But now ya gone
And all i got left are stinkin' memories
I love them niggas to death
I'm drinkin' hennessy
While tryin' ta make it last
I drink a 5th for that ass
When you pass...
Cause life goes on



Chorus
How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz
Rest in peace young nigga
There's a heaven for a 'g'
Be a lie
If i told ya that i never thought of death
My niggas
We tha last ones left
But life goes on....

How many brothas fell victims to tha streetz
Rest in peace young nigga
There's a heaven for a 'g'
Be a lie
If i told ya that i never thought of death
My niggas
We tha last ones left
And life goes on....


Yeah nigga
I got tha word as hell
Ya blew trial and tha judge gave you
25 with an l
Time to prepare to do fair time
Won't see parole
Imagine life as a convict
That's getten' old
Plus with tha drama
We're lookin out for your babies mama
Taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin on her...
Life in tha hood...
Is all good for nobody
Remember gamin' on dumb hoties at chill parties
Me and you
No true a two
While schemeing on hits
And gettin tricks
That maybe we can slide into
But now you burried
Rest nigga
Cause i ain't worried
Eyes bluried
Sayin' goodbye at the cemetary
Tho' memories fade
I got your name tated on my arm
So we both ball till' my dying days
Before i say goodbye
Kato, we're meant to rest in peace
Thug till i die



Chorus
How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz
Rest in peace young nigga
There's a heaven for a 'g'
Be a lie
If i told ya that i never thought of death
My nigga
We tha last ones left
And life goes on....

How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz
Rest in peace young nigga
There's a heaven for a 'g'
Be a lie
If i told ya that i never thought of death
My niggas
We tha last ones left
Cause life goes on....


Bury me smilin'
With g's in my pocket
Have a party at my funeral
Let every rapper rock it
Let tha hoes that i usta know
From way before
Kiss me from my head to my toe
Give me a paper and a pen
So i can write about my life of sin
A couple bottles of gin
Incase i don't get in
Tell all my people i'm a ridah
Nobody cries when we die
We outlaws
Let me ride
Until i get free
I live my life in tha fast lane
Got police chasen me
To my niggas from old blocks
From old crews
Niggas that guided me through
Back in tha old school
Pour out some liquor
Have a toast for tha homies
See we both gotta die
But ya chose to go before me
And brothas miss ya while you're gone
You left your nigga on his own
How long we mourn
Life goes on...



Chorus - repeats
How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz
Rest in peace young nigga
There's a heaven for a 'g'
Be a lie
If i told ya that i never thought of death
My niggas
We tha last ones left
But life goes on....

(sung overtop repeating chorus)


Life goes on homie
Gone on, cause they passed away
Niggas doin' life
Niggas doin' 50 and 60 years and shit
I feel ya nigga, trust me
I feel ya
You know what i mean
Last year
We poured out liquor for ya
This year nigga, life goes on
We're gonna clock now
Get money
Evade bitches
Evade tricks
Give players plenty space
And basicaly just represent for you baby
Next time you see your niggas
Your gonna be on top nigga
Their gonna be like,
'goddamn, them niggas came up'
That's right baby
Life goes on....
And we up out this bitch
Hey kato, mental
Y'all niggas make sure it's popin' when we get up there
Don't front.

[george clinton speaking]

The blind stares
Of a million pairs of eyes
Lookin' hard but won't realize
That they will never see
The p


(you must be goin' blind)


(tupac)


Give me my money in stacks
And lace my bitches with 9 figures
Real niggas fingers on nickel plated 9 triggas
Must see my enemies defeated
I'm cashin'
While they coughed up and weeded
Open fire
Now them niggas bleedin'
See me in flesh
And test
And get your chest blown
Straight out tha west, don't get blown
My adversaries cry like ho's
Open and shut like doors
Is you a friend or foe ?
Nigga you ain't know ?
They got me stressed out on death row
I've seen money
But baby i got to gets mo'
You scream and go
'2pac'
And i ain't stoppin'
Till i'm well paid
Bails paid
Now nigga, look what hell made
Visions of cops and sirens
Niggas open fire
Buncha thug life niggas on tha rise
Until i die
Ask me why i'm a boss playa gettin' high
And when i'm rollin' by
Niggas can't c me


(chorus -- g. clinton)


The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't c me..


(tupac)


Been getten worried that these square muthafuckers with nerves
Sayin they can get with us
But picture me gettin' served
My own mama say i'm thuged out
My shit be bumpin out tha record store
As if it was a drug house
My lyrics bang like a crip or blood
Nigga what ?
It ain't nothin but a party when we thug
And there i was
A young nigga with heart
Ain't had shit to loose
Pullin' my pistol on them fools
You know the rules
D-r-e you got me heated
My words like a penatentary dick
Hittin' bitches where it's most needed
Money and weed
Alazay and hennesse
To my thug niggas in lock down
Witness me
Bail on these ho's in floss mode
Tha life of a boss playa
Fuck what ya thought tho'
My enemies deceased
Die like a bitch
When my album hit tha streetz
Niggas can't c me


Niggas can't c me


(g. clinton)


(which way did he go george)
(which way did he go)
(which way did he go)
(which way did he go)


(tupac)


You niggas made a mistake
You shoulda never put my rhymes with dre
Them thug niggas have arrived and it's judgement day
Hey homie if ya feel me
Tell them tricks that shot me
That they missed
They ain't killed me
I can make a muthafucker shake
Rattle and roll
I'm full of liquor
Thug nigga
Quick to jab at them ho's
And i can make ya jelous niggas famous
Fuck around with 2pac and see how good a niggas aim is
I'm just a rich muthafucker from tha way
If this rappin' bring me money
Then i'm rappin' till i'm paid
I'm getten green like i'm supposed to
Nigga, i holla at these ho's
And see how many i can go through
Look to the star
And visualize my debut
Niggas know me, playa
I gotta stay true
Don't be a dumb muthafucker
Because it's crazy after dark
Where the true thug niggas see ya heart
Niggas can't c me....


(yo, check this out, stay off his dick)


Niggas can't c me
(right before your eyes, i'll disappear from here) you niggas can't c me, hahah
(you can't c me) i know it's hard nigga, i'm all up in your face
But you still can't c me
(you can't c me) all up in your range, but niggas can't c me
(20/20 vision won't visualize) i'm in tha flesh baby, but you can't c me
(all tho' glasses won't help you realize) you blinded
You blinded
You can't c me
(you can't c me)
Thug life baby
Don't believe everything you read
Alazay and weed (you can't c me)
(right before your very eyes, you won't even visualize)
(you can't c me)
Dr. dre all day, 2pac
Niggas can't c me, hahaha
I dedicate this, to you punk muthafuckers hahaha
This ones for you big baby hahah
Cause you bitch ass niggas can't c me
Niggas can't c me
(ooooww)
(ooooww)
(you can't c me)
(see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil)
(you won't c me)
(first c me, now ya don't)
(wanna c me, but ya won't)
(come to c me, but ya can't)
(ooohhh, you can't c me)
(you can't c me)
(right between your eyes, you'll never realize)
(right before your eyes, you won't even realize)
(visualize what you can't c)

Chorus:

You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch.
You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch.
You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch.


Look here miss thang
Hate to salt your game
But yous a money hungry woman
And you need to change.


In tha locker room
All the homies do is laugh.
High five's cuz anotha nigga
Played your ass.


It was said you were sleazy
Even easy
Sleepin around for what
You need


See it's your thang
And you can shake it how you wanna.
Give it up free
Or make your money on the corner.


But don't be bad and play the game
Get mad and change.
Then you wonda why these muthafuckas
Call you names.


Still lookin' for a way out
And that's ok
I can see you wanna stray
There's a way out.


Keep your mind on your money,
Enroll in school.
And as the years pass by
You can show them fools.


But you ain't tryin' to hear me
Cuz your stuck,
You're headin' for the bathroom
'bout to get tossed up.


Still lookin' for a rich man
You dug a ditch,
Got your legs up
Tryin' to get rich.


I love you like a sista
But you need to switch
And that's why they called
U bitch, i betcha.



Chorus
You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch. i betcha.
You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch. i betcha.

You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch. betcha.
You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch.


You leave your kids with your mama
Cuz your headin' for the club
In a skin tight miniskirt
Lookin' for some love.


Got them legs wide open
While you're sittin' at the bar
Talkin' to some nigga
'bout his car.


I guess he said he
Had a lexxxus, what's next?
You headin' to his car for some sex


I pass by
Can't hold back tears inside
Cuz, lord knows
For years i tried.


And all the other people
On my block hate your guts
Then you wonda why they stare
And call you slut.


It's like your mind don't understand
You don't have to kill your
Dreams ploten'
Schemes on a man


Keep your head up, legs closed, eyes open
Either a nigga wear a rubber or he die smokin'
I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch
And niggas wouldn't call you bitch, i betcha.



Chorus
You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch. i betcha.

You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch. betcha.
You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch.


I guess times gettin' hard
Even harder for you
Cuz, hey now, got a baby
On the way now


More money from the county
And thanks to the welfare
You're about to
Get your hair done.


Got a dinner date
Can't be late
Trick or treat, sweet thang
Got anotha trick to meet.


The way he did it
It was smooth
Plottin' while he gamin' you
So baby, peep tha rules.


I shoulda seen it in the first case
The worst case
I shoulda never called you back
In the first place.


I remember back in high school
Baby you was fast
Straight sex
And barely move your ass.


But now things change
Cuz you don't look the same
Let the ghetto get the best of you
Baby, that's a shame


Caught hiv and now you 'bout to be deceased
And finally be in peace.


So where your niggas at now
Cuz everybody left
They stepped
And left you on your own


See i loved you like a sista
But you died to quick
And that's why we called u bitch, i betcha.



Chorus
You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch. i betcha.
You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch. i betcha.

You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch
You wonda why they call u bitch.


(tupac speaking)


Dear ms. deloris tucker
Keep stressen me
Fuckin' with a muthafucken mind
I figured you wanted to know
You know
Why we call them hos bitches
And maybe this might help you understand
It ain't personal
Strictly business baby
Strictly business


So if you wonder why we call u bitch
You wonder why we call u bitch
If you wonder why we call u bitch
You wonder why we call u bitch

Outlaw immortals.
Bow down to something greater than yourself, trick.
Individual capable of enormous amounts of chin checks and nine swoles.
They know.
You watchin but you ain't seein'. realize before, you beaatch.
Picture, if you will, seven deadly human beings.
Blessed with the gift to speak,
The power to reach each nigga on every street.
May the heavenly father look down and be proud of
What transpires since the day of seeds was planted.
The g grew but we knew we'd have a click.
Smoked out, locced out. all into shit.
Just me and my dogs livin like hogs.
Outlaw immortals. what we followed was the story,
What proceded was the clue.
Lies deadly with fiction
Don't fuck around and make it true

My adversaries crumble.
When we rumble, it's a catastrophy.
I out for revenge on bitch,
Niggas that blasted me.
Plus my alias is makaveli.
Unloaded .357 with hollow points to a nigga belly.
Bust him to see if he bleed.
He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like me.
They call my name out and niggas run.
Best be prepared for the outlaws.
Here we come.


They call me hussein fatal.
It's a two game table.
I'm robbin ya niggas cradle with a knife in your naval.
Rap related.
Criminaly activated and evil.
I wouldn't want to be you.
Behind my fuckin desert eagle till the end.
I'm tellin all friends and enemies.
You see what i got to make you freeze.
To touch me, you need utilities.
Complete most, wanted on the streets of the east coast.
Young guns fire and niggas leave.
See mo(mopreme).


I be shinin like white diamonds and crystals.
Glistenin and holdin pistols.
The mission's simple.
Fold up and roll up.
Dead presidential's all over potential.
Look here, billion dollar baller presents you.
Sorta, oughta call on a nigga.
I'll be sure to get you.
Get cash, yo.
Fast, yo.
From my castro. blast.
And i'm a last,yo.
Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim
That they be runnin thangs.
I'll be gunnin those same niggas runnin late.


My alias is mother fuckin napoleon.
And i'd rather be robbin the game.
These mother fuckers leave me sufferin.
But it ain't nothin.
I got no time for no bluffin.
Before a nigga finish put in the work,
I better end up with something
I think these niggas got the game fucked up.
If they don't believe a young nigga like me would bust(booyaa!!)
Perhaps it's a must.
I'm facin cases.
Fuck probation.
That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin.


(chorus repeats 2x)
Thug nigga till we die.
No mercy on these playa hatin bitches.
Ask me why.
When we ride!


It's the imperial serial killer.
Alias, mussolini
Mentally unstabled: your status.
So you can't see me. drug warlord.
Ridin concord jets, rag vests, shakin bitches and snitches,
And trippin on sets.
Inglewood watts bangin', keepin one in the chamber
For the anger that i built inside.
When it's time to ride
Suicidal thoughts lurking [??] no end.
Revenge,
Fuck any, my alias is mussolini


They call me edi.
From the southern city.
Young nigga greedy, so i'm runnin up on these niggas easy.
It ain't nuttin, cuz flip they want somethin.
So i'm a comense to dumpin.
Stomp down sucka til' beat is bumpin.
Thuggin till my fuckin last hour.
With little po(napoleon) and castro.
Who you though was on that asshole.
Don't ask, though.
Outlaw immortals doin' [????]
So don't test, so high, when we ride.



My alias: kadafi
Trump tight.
So fast, can't copy.
6 milion copies.
Quick to hit your bitch if she jock me.
Severly addicted to livin like a fuckin felon.
My people, rookie cops
Cookie rocks
A nigga sellin.
Since shorty i've been livin' like defiant
Nickel plated chrome.
Got this baby capone lookin like a giant.
And i ain't lyin.
It's like it's me against myself
With all these back stabbers snakes grabbin at my fuckin wealth.


Komani terrorist, mad man killa.
The bottom of the river is where a body lays and shivers.
I'm that nigga wit a 50 [???]
Wit the murderous stats that increase.
By these mother fuckers wit beef.
It's been a long road.
Alot of episodes.
And as the glock loads,
I gotta teach hoes.
Reach hoes.
Make em feel a nigga when i'm mashin'.
Now i'm surpassin any assasin.


Chorus repeats 4x


(spoken)


Outlaw immortals, baby.
Y'all niggas can't fade this ol' crazy shit.
Makaveli.
Hussein.
Kastro
Kadafi
Mussolini
Amin
Napoleon.
Komani
What y'all niggas really wanna do.
Like them niggas said - "what would you do?"
Thug life, baby.
Flashin these niggas - thug life.
This year we thug life but we outlaw immortals.
We die, nigga, but we multiply.
We legends.
I'll make you famous mother fucker.
I'm talkin about time magazine, newsweek and all that other good shit.
My niggas make the paper, baby.
My niggas make the front page.
Multiple gunshots.

2 of amerikaz most wanted


[snoop talking]
Up out of there
[daz, repeated several times until first verse begins]
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party

[tupac talking]
Ahh shit
You've done fucked up now
You done put 2 of amerikaz most wanted in the same muthafuckin' place
At the same muthafuckin' time
Ya'll niggas about to feel this
Break out the champange glasses and muthafuckin' condoms
Have one on us aight

[tupac]
Picture perfect
I paint a perfect picture
Bombin' hooties with percision
Mind intensions to get with ya
With the s-n double-o-p dogg
To help my fuckin' homie
You's a cold ass nigga on them all

[snoop]
Sure enough i keep my hand on my gun
Cause they got me on the run
Now i am back in the court room waitin' on the outcome
Free tupac is all that's on a niggas mind
But at the same time
It seem they tryin' to take mine
So i am get smart and get the best of this shit
And put together a million march plus some gangsta shit

[tupac]
So now they got us laced
Two multi millionaire muthafuckas catchin' cases
Bitches get ready for the throw down
The shits about to go down
Uhh, me and snoop about to clown
I am losin' my religion
I am vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game
But you got some rules missin'
Niggas be actin like we savage
See i'm a get the cabbage
I got nutin' but love for my niggas livin' lavish

[snoop]
I got a pet named p she niggarino
I got a house out in the hills right next to chino
And i think i got a black beama'
But my dream is to own a fly casino
Like bugsy segal, and do it all illegal
And get scooped up, by the little homie in a regal
Uhh it feel good to ya baby bubba
You see this is for the g's and the ki's muthafucka

[tupac]
Now follow as we ride
Muthafuck the rest
Two of the best from the westside
And i can make you famous
Niggas been dying for years
So how could they blame us
I live in fear of a felony
I never stop ballin' these
Mutha fuckin' g's
If ya got it better flaunt it
Another warrant
2 of amerikaz most wanted


Chorus
[daz]

Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (x2)

[tupac]

Nothin' but a gangsta party

[daz]

Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party

[tupac]

Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party

It ain't nothin' but a muthafuckin' gangsta party

[daz]

Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party

[tupac]

Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party

It ain't nothin' but a muthafuckin' gangsta party

[daz]

Ain't nothin but a gangsta party
[tupac]
Now give me 50 feet
The feet is not my destiny
Release me to the streets
And keep what evers left of me
Jealousy is misery, suffery is grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck with me i
I busta free, these niggas must be crazy (what)
There ain't no mercy mutha fuckas
Who can fade the thugs?
You thought it was but it wasn't
Now disappear
Bow down in the presence of a boss playa

[snoop]
It's like cuz, blood, gang banging
Everybody in the party doing dope slangin'
You got to have papers in this world
You might get your first snatch before your eyes swirl
Ya doing ya job
Every day
And then you work so hard till ya hair turn gray
Let me tell you about life and 'bout the way it is
See we live by the gun so we die by the blood of kids

[tupac]
They tell me not to roll with my glock
So now i got to throw away
Floating in the black benz
Trying to do a show a day
They wonder how i live with 5 shots
Niggas is hard to kill on my block
Scheme for currency and dough related
Affilliated with the hustlas
So we made it
Your answer to the question
Tryin' to get up on it
My nigga dogg and me tryin' to lead the most wanted


Chorus
[daz]

Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party (until fade)

Change... shit,
I guess change is good for any of us
Whatever it takes
For any of ya'll niggas to get up out tha hood
Shit, i'm with ya
I ain't mad at cha
Got nothin' but love for ya
Do your thing boy

Yeah, all the homies that i ain't talked to in awhile
I'm a send this out to y'all
Know what i mean ?
Cuz, i ain't mad at cha
Heard all of y'all
Tearing up shit out there
Kickin' up dust
Givin' a mutha-fuck
Yeah, niggas
Cuz, i ain't mad at cha


Now, we were once two niggas of the same kind
Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line
You were just a little smaller
But you still rolled
Got stressed the [?wide eight?]
And hit the hood stroll
Remember when ya had a jerry curl ?
Didn't quite learn
On the block
With ya glock
Trippin' of sherm
Collect calls to the tip
Sayin' how ya changed
Oh you a muslim now
No more dope game
Heard you might be coming home
Just got bail
Wanna go to the mosque
Don't wanna chase tail
I seems i lost my little homie
He's a changed man
Hit the penn
Now, no sinnin' is the game plan
When i talk about money
All you see is the struggle
When i tell ya, i'm livin' large
You tell me, its trouble
Congratulation on the wedding
I hope your wife know
She got a playa for life
And that's no bullshitin'
I know we grew apart
You probably don't remember
I usta fiend for your sister
But never went up in her
And i can see us after school
We'd bomb on the first mutha-fucka
With tha wrong shit on
And now, the whole shits changed
And we don't even kick it
Got a big money scheme
And you ain't even with it
Knew in my heart
You were the same mutha-fucka bad
Go toe to toe when it's time to roll
You got a brothas back
And i can't even trip
Cause i'm just laughin' at ya
You tryin' hard to maintain
And go ahead
Cuz, i ain't mad at cha



Chorus -- danny boy
Oooowwwwww
I ain't mad at cha
(i ain't mad at cha)
I ain't mad at cha

We used to be like distant couzins
Fightin', playin' dozins
Whole nieghborhood buzzin'
Knowin' that we was wasn't
Usta catch us on the roof
Or behind the stairs
I'm gettin' blitz
Reminiscin'
On all the time we shared
Beside
Bumpin' n' grindin'
Was nothin' on our mind
In time we learned
To live a life of crime
Rewind us back
To a time
Was much to young, to know
I caught a felony
Lovin' the way the guns blow
And even thou we seperated
You said that you wait
Don't give nobody no coochie
While i'll be locked up state
I kiss my mama good bye
Wipe, the tears from her lonely eyes
Said, that i'll return
But i gotta fight
The bitch that ride
Don't shed a tear
Cuz, mama i ain't happy here
I'm through trails
And no more smiles
For a couple a years
They got me goin' mad
I'm knocking brothas on their backs
In my cell
Thinkin' hell
I know one day i'll be back
As soon as i touch down
I told my girl i'll be there
So prepare
To get fucked down
The homies wanna kick it
But i'm just laughin' at ya
Cuz, you is a down ass bitch
And i ain't mad at cha



Chorus -- danny boy
I ain't mad at cha
(i ain't mad at cha)
I ain't mad at cha
(but your a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha)

Well guess who's moving up ?
This niggas ballin' now
Bitches be callin' to get it
Hookers keep fallin' down
He went from nothin' to alot
Ten karets the spot
He went from a nobody nigga
To the big man on the block
He's mister local celebrity
Addicted to move a key
Most hated by enemy
Escaping the luxury
See, first you was our nigga
But you made it
So the choice is made
Now we gotta slay you
While you faded
In the younger days
So full of pain while the weapons blaze
Gettin' so high off the bomb
Hopin' we can make it
To the better dayz
Cuz, crime pays
And in time
You'll find a rhyme
That'll blaze you'll feel the fire
From the niggas in my younger dayz
So many changed on me
So many tried to plot
That i keep a glock
Beside my haaand
When will it stop ?
'till god return me to my essence
Cuz, even as a adolecents
I refuse to be a convalescent
So many questions,
And they ask me if i'm still down
I moved up out of the ghetto
So i ain't real now ?
They got so much to say
But i'm just laughin' at ya
You niggas just don't know
But i ain't mad at cha



Chorus -- danny boy
Oooowwwwww
I ain't mad at cha
(i ain't mad at cha)
I ain't mad at cha
(hell naw, i ain't mad at cha)
I ain't mad at cha
(and i ain't mad at cha)
I ain't mad at cha
(i ain't mad at cha)
I ain't mad at cha
Nooooo
I ain't mad at chaaaaahhhhh

[dat nigga daz]

You find an mc like me who's strong
We leavin' muthafucka's aborted
With no verbal support
When i command the microphone
I gets deadly as congo
With a bear and a snake and a panda, i'm on thou
Who can we stand, the more power of game
And make it possible for me to drop
A few to wrecks ya brain
Imagine to keep on wishin' upon a star
Finally realizing who the fuck you are
When i penetrate, it's been withstandin, faded,
Would it be the greatest mc of all time
When i created rhyme for the simple fact
When i attack the [?clubs?] be tired
My attempts to ride
Every time all night
I faced with the scars beyond
This beam or bar
For me to put down my guard
I'm faced with it, i'm a ride
Breakin' in gas with the six eight all day
In an out, with my pay
I'm soon to count the bodies...

[tupac]

So mandatory my elevation
My lyrics like orientation
So you can be more familiar
With tha nigga you facin'
We must be based on nothin'
Better than communication
Known to damage and highly flamable like gas stations
Sorry i left that ass waitin'
No more procrastination
Give up to fate, and get that ass shakin'
I'm bustin' and makin muthafucka's panic
Don't take ya life for granted
Put that ass in the dirt
You swear the bitch was planted
My lyrics motivate the planet
It's similar to rhythm nation
But thugged out, forgive me janet
Who's in control i'm acvtivatin yo souls
You know, the way the games get told
Yo two years ago, a friend of mine
Told me alazhay and chrystal
Blows your mind
Bear witness to the dopest fuckin' rhyme i wrote
Takin' off my coat, clearin' my throat

[method man]

I got my mind made up, come on... [come on]
Get in get in too [get on it]
Let it ride [get wit it]
Tonight's tha night
I got my mind made up, come on...
Get in get in too
Let it ride
Tonight's tha night

[kurupt]

Well i comes through with two packs
Of tha bomb pro-folax
For protection
So my fuckin sac won't collapse
Cause nowadays, shits evading the x-rays
Sending young muthafucka's to an early grave
I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing mc's
Shows my hearts as cold as the tundra
Electryfing like thunder
I'm just too much
Rough and raw with that mutha fuckin' poisonous touch
I'm a
Mc with lyrics that's tha fuckin' bomb bay
Ya got dissed, that's before it's in cast like bob may
My rhymes
I leave a mark on ya mind
As the deadly vibes spread through ya head like sand pimes
There's no escape
Na i ain't blastin' i use my mental
To assassinate assassin's
For those askin'
Opposed to laughin'
Raw maniacal villian
Laughter enhances the chances of tha killin'
Why is that ?
Cause smilin' faces decieve
You best believe
To mc's, i'm the deadliest disease
My thoughts rip ya throat and make it hard to breathe
Ya whole camp's under seige, and i'm jason vorhees
In the heat of the night
Is when i defeat and ignite mic's
My verbal snipe, your vocabal site
I'm out tha cut, uncut
And raw with no clause fall
So all my rhymes hit and split tha bricks on the wall
Ya already have an idea about tha superior sphere
The raider rhyme creator on both sides of tha equator
I rock from here to there, to philly and back
To la on the spot where i rock and bust like straps
As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact
Beware, second, prepare to enter verbal combat

[method man]

Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks i makes maneuvers
Like hitler
Stickin' up jews wit german missles
The mister mef tical from staton isle
Will be back after this message
Don't touch tha dial
Rarely do you see and mc out for justice
Got my gun powder and my musket
Blauw!
Mellons get swellin', i paint mental pictures like magellen
Half of my clan, repeat felons
Niggas best protect they joint tha nine nickel
Man i stay on point like icicles
Now who want to test tical
Then test tical
All up in ya muthafuckin' mouth
Head banga boogie
Catch me on tour with al doogie
Method man roll too tight, you can't fool me
Better take one and pass or that's that ass
Your vital statistics are low and fallin' fast
Johnny blaze out to get loot like johnny cash
Play a game of russian roulette and have a blast

[redman]
A yo
Lyrical gas spittin' tha criminal tactics
Non-believers get my dick and genitals backwards
Let's face it, there's no replacement
Taste this, mad underground basement
Shit i'm laced with
Avalanche on ya whole camp when i'm spliffted
Funk doctor who spot bitch don't get it twisted
I got connects like federal express
To get the fresh package of bless
Tha dogs can't fetch
Got the clear spot from tha rear block
Two plus til every nigga tear drop
Men i fear not
Hold ya nose and blow out til ya ears pop
Since ya crew suit you to shift
Now you claim that you get's lot
With this underground cannibis
I'm dangerous like john the bomb analyst
The proceeds like key's
My degrees freeze cause secondtively like epmd lp's
Lick off a shot and hit ya fam by mistake
So i erase the whole front row at your wake
I plan my escape in case j or a snake bust it
I'm tha one pushin' a hurst in the first place
Confidence for you shaky ass folks
Pump for rockafeller for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdope got you ope, zeros
By my lyrical billy dee forty-five colt

And i'm out for nine nickel

Ins tha rebel

West, list this, this, this

[tupac] they say

[?b-legit?] influenced by crime addicted to grinding


[?c-bo?] where i can pile up my chips


[richie rich] and niggas call me one timer


[tupac] been ballin' since my adolecsent years steady climbing


[e-40] man, you mutha-fuckas don't know nothing about no timing


[tupac talking] thats right boy start that shit off


[tupac]


I heard a rumour i died, murdered in cold blood dramatized
Picutes of me in my final stage, you know mama cried
But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted
Like i know longer existed, mysteriously missing
I'm know world wide, baby i ain't hard to find
Why i spend most of my time on california crime
Watching for theives and i'm cautious, its like i'm barely breathing
Putting a bullet in mutha-fuckas give me a reason
See me and hope i'm and intoxicated looks like we faded
You tried to play me, now homicide is my only payment
I'm addicted to currency in this life i lead
Why the fuck you cowards keep running, so scared to fire g
For the life of me, i can't see
How mutha-fuckas picture living life after a night
Of fucking around with me
And if yah don't like this rhyme then bring you big bad ass
To california
Cuz we ain't hard to find


[?b-legit?] influenced by crime addicted to grinding


[?c-bo?] where i can pile up my chips


[richie rich] and niggas call me one timer


[tupac] been ballin' since my adolecsent years steady climbing


[e-40] man, you mutha-fuckas don't know nothing about no timing


[?c-bo?]


I got my locs on hard hat going to war
Breaking them off on sight stopping lives on red lights
Watch 'em pause as i pull out my strap out my drawers
And get the dumping on their ass like the last outlaws
Rich and tupac and the cliq smoking blunts and loading clips
With enough shit to raise your whole block in one dip
We bring on horror like tales from the crypt
And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick


[?b-legit?]


I'm fully automatic full of static and shit
Moving dodge van fifty rounds in the clip
I'm riding shot gun put the [?tint in the back?]
I'm planning on having a mutha-fuckin' mit in this rap
I'm from the v-a-l-l-e-j-o where selling narcotics is all i know
I got slow speed blue whatever your kind
And if yah need a mutha-fucka i ain't hard to find


[?c-bo?]


Some of 'em may call it low speed but i call it timin'
That's why i keeps on grinding
To a point where a nigga can't stop
To much feelings and shit thats why i'm quick to peel a bitch
Whether its a nigga or a hoe a hoe
Get in my way then that ass gots to go
Cuz a nigga steady plotting i serve hit for hit
And mutha-fuckas keep dropping


[?b-legit?] influenced by crime addicted to grinding


[?c-bo?] where i can pile up my chips


[richie rich] and niggas call me one timer


[tupac] been ballin' since my adolecsent years steady climbing


[e-40] man, you mutha-fuckas don't know nothing about no timing


[e-40]


Down the steps down the broken down apartment complex
Heavy metal lipstick hairy can't be scary
Playboy, what the fuck is the proof without the drama play
Nigga what the fuck you got a gun if yah gonna hesitate
Best ta shake and bake although my was first to ask niggas
Mutha-fuckas thought i wasn't going do something ask niggas
Threatin' your life it ain't like you love 'em
Bury your thoughts take his head fuckin' half ready


[richie rich]


I grew up with that nigga, threw up with that nigga
I hear he trying to ride the legend for the other side
But now my glock be so judgemental
Back seat of a rental keep my name out your dental nigga
If your gum bleed and you bleeding more than 20 sticthes
You behave like them bitches
Side ways to the next heavy in the game
Check the resident it's all the same
Nigga and we ain't hard to find


... why them niggas acting like they can't find like like they can't see us
And like we don't be at the same spots that they be at...

Michel'le -- chorus (2x)

(you can run tha streetz with your thugs)
I'll be waiting for you
Until you get through
(i'll be waiting)


(tupac)


Now peep it
Here go tha secret on how to keep a playa
Some love makin' and homecookin'
I'll see ya later
It don't take alot to keep a nigga hard
Must be a lady in tha light
But real freaky in tha dark
Plus i got some enemies, baby
Hold my pistol
And wrap your arms around a nigga
Everytime i kiss you
Can you visualize the picture ?
Me and you in extasy
Don't be upset
It's good sex
When you next to me
Do you wanna test me ?
Put your tired head on my chest
A thug niggas in tha house
Now you can rest
I betcha never screamed a niggas whole name out
And felt tha pleasure and tha pain
About to fuck tha very taste out your mouth
If you call me when you need me
1-800-skypage
When you wanna see me
Cause i can be your man
And baby you can be my lady
But you gotta give a nigga space
Or you'll drive me crazy
Run tha streetz....



Chorus (2x)
(you can run tha streetz with your thugs)
I'll be waiting for you
Until you get through
(i'll be waiting)

(storm)


Now me and you was cool
But i ain't tha one to play tha fool
Can't make no money in bed
So ain't no future fuckin' you
I ain't tha bitch ta love ya
Can't do a damn thang for you
If you ain't about money
9 times outta ten
I'll ignore you
It's a man's world
But real women make tha shit go around
Disrespect
And i clown
Tha type of bitch to throw down
Throw up tha block
Cause nothin' stops my chips
I boss playa with this
Then twist you lame tricks
Holla if ya understand my plan ladies
Fuck havin' babies by them shady ass niggas
Swearin', he can save me
My stratagies official
Checkin' ya pockets while i tounge kiss ya
Soft as tissue
So my next issue is 'how to diss you ?'
They call me storm
From tha day i was born
I been known to break tha coldest muthafucker
Till' his hearts warm
I ain't never been tha type to wait at home alone
Just cause we bone
Don't mean you own me
Nigga, i'm grown



Chorus (2x)
(you can run tha streetz with your thugs)
I'll be waiting for you
Until you get through
(i'll be waiting)

(mutah)


I'd rather run tha streetz to make some mail
And put tha game down tight
For these gamin' bitches could get it right
It might be a plan that i'm choosen
Don't get in confusion
Because i'm known for showin' examples
How i do it
Thinkin' i'm new to this
Because i'm younger
Where i'll only leave you suspecious and to wonder
And at tha end i make a come up
Nigga, was raiseed up
Off of m.o.b.
Fighting over something
That's tellen me don't run tha streetz


(tupac)


So tell me am i wrong ?
For tryin' to communicate through a song
I'm up early in tha morning
By sunrise i'll be gone
All my homies is waitin' for me
Plotin' on plans that we made
And all tha fun that it's gonna be
So meet me at 3'
And don't be late nigga
We hagin' out all night
While drinkin' straight liquor
I heard it's popin' at a club
But they say i can't get in
Cause i'm dressed like a thug
Until i die
I'll be game related
Got me strivin' for a million
Stayin' motivated
Now that we made it
It's a battle
Just for tha big money
I'm livin' wild
No smiles
Cause ain't a thing funny
I came up hungry
Just a little nigga
Tryin' to make it
I only got one chance
So i gotta take it
Ya never know when it's all gonna happen
Tha rappen or tha drugs
But until then
Give me love
And let me run tha streetz



Chorus (7x)
(you can run tha streetz with your thugs)
I'll be waiting for you
Until you get through
(i'll be waiting)