Song Lyrics

[nyepet]

2Pac

It Ain't Easy

 

Keepin it real

 

I take a shot of Henessey now I'm strong enough to face the madness

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Phone calls from my niggaz on the, other side

Two childhood friends just died, I couldn't cry

A damn shame, when will we ever change

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brain

Arguements with my Boo is true

I spend mo' time with my niggaz than I do with you

But everywhere it's the same thang, that's the game

I'll be damned if a thang changed, f#&k the fame

I'll be hustling to make a mill-ion, lord knows

Ain't no love for us ghetto children, so we cold

Rag top slowin down, time to stop for gas

Beep my horn for a hoochie with a proper ass, uhh

It ain't easy, that's my motto

Drinkin Tanqueray straight out the bottle

Everybody wanna know if I'm insane

My baby mama gotta mind full of silly games

And all the drama got me stressin like I'm hopeless, I can't cope

Me and the homies smokin roaches, cause we broke

Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high

Watchin the cops roll by

It ain't easy... that's right

 

It ain't easy, being me

Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free

(repeat 3X)

 

I can't sleep niggaz plottin on to k*ll me while I'm dreamin

Wake up sweaty and screamin, cause I can hear them suckers schemin

Probably paranoid, problem is, them punks be fantasizin

A brother bite the bullet, open fire and I died

I wonder why this the way it is, even now

Lookin out for these killer kids, cause they wild

Bill Clinton can you recognize a nigga representin

Doin twenty to life in San Quentin

Gettin calls from my nigga Mike Tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Yo 'Pac, do something righteous witcha life

And even thou you innocent you still a nigga, so they figure

Rather have you behind bars than triggers

But I'm hold ya down and holla Thug Life, lickin shots

Til I see my niggaz free on the block

But no it ain't easy, hahahah

Til I see my niggaz free, on the block, oh

It ain't easy

 

Lately been reminiscin

bout Peppermint Schnapps in Junior High hit the block

Keep an eye on the cops while D-Boys slang rocks

It's the project kid without a conscience, I'm havin dreams

of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

through the years tryin to stack a little green

I was only seventeen, when I started servin fiends

And I wish there was another way to stack a dollar

So my apoli', casue these hard times make me wanna holler

Will I live to see tommorrow, am I fallin off?

I hit the weed and then proceed to say f#&k all of y'all

Ain't nobody down with me I'm thuggin, I can't go home

Cause muh-f#&kers think I'm buggin, so now I'm in

this high powered cell at the county jail

Punk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

do I do in these county blues

Gettin battered and bruised by the you know who

And these fakes get to shakin when they face me

Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace me

Sittin in this, livin hell, listenin to niggaz yell

Tryin to torture em to tell, I'm gettin mail

But ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

is makin bucks while these sluts is gettin f#&ked

They violated my probation, and it seems

I'll be goin on a long vacation, meanwhile

It ain't easy

No it ain't easy

[nyepet]

2Pac w/ Digital Underground

f#&k the World

 

[2Pac]

Haha, what you say?

Who you callin rapist? Ain't that a bitch

You devils, are so two faceted

Wanna see me locked in chains, dropped in shame

and gettin stalked by these crooked cops a-gain

f#&kin with the young black male, tryin to stack mail

and umm, stay away from the packed jails

I told the judge I'm in danger

and that's why I had that fo'-five with one in the chamber

f#&k the world!

 

Chorus: 2Pac

 

{They tryin to say that I don't care}

I woke up screamin, "f#&k the world!"

{They tryin to say that I don't care}

Just woke up and screamed, "f#&k the world!"

{They tryin to say that I don't care}

Uhh, I woke up and screamed, "f#&k the world!"

{They're tryin to say that I don't care}

Just got up and screamed, "f#&k the world!"

 

[2Pac]

When I was comin up rough that wasn't even what you called it

That's why I smoke blunts now and run with alcoholics

I'm gettin, threats to me, comin from my enemies

And, in they dreams it's, Hell where they sendin me

Have I, lost control or just another soul

A car full of motherf#&kers when we roll

Sippin on yak as I sit back (YES!) life as a big mack

Brothers come up and say, "You did that?" {uhh, uhh, uhh}

Never take yo' eyes off the prize, and even if you gettin high

don't ever hesitate to try

Cause you can fall off or stay ballin, niggaz we all in

And them my motherf#&kers callin {ohh, ohh, ohh}

f#&k the world!

 

Chorus: 2Pac

 

{They tryin to say that I don't care}

I woke up and screamed, "f#&k the world!"

{They tryin to say that I don't care}

Just woke up and screamed, "f#&k the world!"

{They tryin to say that I don't care}

I got up and screamed, "f#&k the world!"

{They tryin to say that I don't care}

I woke up and screamed, "f#&k the world!"

{They tryin to say that I don't care}

 

[2Pac]

Man, f#&k the world..

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

cause I'm sittin here sippin on Guinness

Weighin 165, and these tricks should die

for bein jealous of a brother when he rides

I can see it in yo' eyes, you wanna see a young playa fallin

They hate to see a nigga ballin

Some of you suckers is rottin, plottin on what I got

And then you wonder why I shot him (boo-ya!)

Stop givin game for free, you wanna hang with me

like being a thug is the thang to be?

But I got love for my homies, the G's and macks

And if you're black, you better stay strapped

Nigga, f#&k the world!

 

Chorus: 2Pac

 

{They tryin to say that I don't care}

I woke up and screamed, "f#&k the world!"

{They try to say that I don't care}

I woke up and screamed, "f#&k the world!"

{They tryin to say that I don't care}

Got up and screamed, "f#&k the world!"

 

Haha, f#&k the world! f#&k it

I hear my niggaz screamin f#&k the world!

 

[2Pac]

They wanna know if I claim the click, that I'm hangin with

and if I'm down with this bangin s@%t

Well homie I don't give a f#&k if you Blood or Cuz

Long as ya got love for thugs

But don't try to test me out, stall that

Homie this is Thug Life nigga and we all strapped

I been through, Hell and back, and if I, fell black

then it's, back to the corner where we sell crack

Some of you niggaz is bustas; you runnin 'round

with these tramp=ass bitches, don't trust her

But don't cry, this world ain't prepared for us

A straight thug motherf#&ker who ain't scared to bust

f#&k the world!

 

Chorus: 2Pac [Humpty Hump/Shock G]

 

{They tryin to say that I don't care}

I woke up and screamed, "f#&k the world!"

{They're tryin to say that I don't care}

I woke up screamin, "f#&k the world!" [uhh!]

{They tryin to say that I don't care}

[They tryin to say that I don't care]

I woke up screamin, "f#&k the world!"

[Yeah what's goin on y'all?]

[uhh, uhh, uhh..] f#&k the world!

[iwalkalone]

Someday

Nickelback

 

How the hell did we wind up like this?

Why weren't we able

To see the signs that we missed

And try to turn the tables

 

I wish you'd unclench your fists

And unpack your suitcase

Lately there's been too much of this

But dont think its too late

 

Nothin's wrong

Just as long as

You know that someday I will

 

Someday, somehow

I'm gonna make it alright but not right now

I know you're wondering when

(You're the only one who knows that)

Someday, somehow

I'm gonna make it alright but not right now

I know you're wondering when

 

Well I hoped that since we're here anyway

We could end up saying

Things we've always needed to say

So we could end up stringing

Now the story's played out like this

Just like a paperback novel

Lets rewrite an ending that fits

Instead of a hollywood horror

 

Nothin's wrong

Just as long as

You know that someday I will

 

Someday, somehow

I'm gonna make it alright but not right now

I know you're wondering when

(You're the only one who knows that)

Someday, somehow

I'm gonna make it alright but not right now

I know you're wondering when

(You're the only one who knows that)

 

How the hell did we wind up like this?

Why weren't we able

To see the signs that we missed

And try to turn the tables

Now the story's played out like this

Just like a paperback novel

Lets rewrite an ending that fits

Instead of a hollywood horror

 

Nothin's wrong

Just as long as

You know that someday I will

 

Someday, somehow

I'm gonna make it alright but not right now

I know you're wondering when

(You're the only one who knows that)

Someday, somehow

I'm gonna make it alright but not right now

I know you're wondering when

(You're the only one who knows that)

I know you're wondering when

(You're the only one who knows that)

I know you're wondering when

[iwalkalone]

Because of you

Nickelback

 

Hands on the mirror

Can't get much clearer

Can't make this all go away

 

Now that you're bleeding

You stare at the ceiling

Watch as it all fades away:

 

From what you do

Because of you

 

You know I can be there

It's time that you call

I swore not to come

But I'm here after all

I know by the look that I see

In your eyes

I won't stand around and

I won't watch you die

From what you do

Because of you

What becomes of...

 

Now that you did this

You ask for forgiveness

Doctor could you be my priest?

You say you're mistaken

But look what you've taken

Your life flashed

You laugh through your teeth

 

From what you do

Because of you

 

You know I can be there

It's time that you call

I swore not to come

But I'm here after all

I know by the look that I see

In your eyes

I won't stand around and

I won't watch you die

From what you do

Because of you

What becomes of...

 

From what you do!

 

Hands on the mirror

Can't get much clearer

Can't make this all go away

 

Now that you're bleeding

You stare at the ceiling

Watch as it all fades away:

 

From what you do

Because of you

 

You know I can be there

It's time that you call

I swore not to come

But I'm here after all

I know by the look that I see

In your eyes

I won't stand around and

I won't watch you die

From what you do

Because of you

What becomes of...

[nyepet]

2Pac

Death Around the Corner

 

[2Pac]

I see death around the corner, gotta stay high while I survive

In the city where the skinny niggas die

If they bury me, bury me as a G nigga, no need to worry

I expect retaliation in a hurry

I see death around the - corner, any day

Tryin to keep it together, no one lives forever anyway

Strugglin and strivin, my destiny's to die

Keep my finger on the trigger, no mercy in my eyes

In a ball of confusion, I think about my daddy

Madder than a motherf#&ker, they never shoulda had me

I guess I seen too many murders, the doctors can't help me

Got me stressin with my pistol in my sheets, it ain't healthy

Am I paranoid? - Tell me the truth

I'm out the window with my AK, ready to shoot

Ran out of indo and my mind can't take the stress, I'm out of breath

Make me wanna k*ll my damn self; but I see death around the corner

 

[Chorus]

("When we were kids, belonging felt good..")

I see death around the corner

("But having respect, that feels even better..")

I see death around the corner

("When we were kids, belonging felt good..")

I see death around the corner

("But having respect, that feels even better..")

 

[2Pac]

I see death around the corner, the pressure's gettin to me

I no longer trust my homies - them phonies tried to do me

Smoking too much weed, got me paranoid, stressed

Pack a gat and my vest, under my clothes when I dress

Here's hopin I die the way I lived, straight thuggin

Huggin my trigger for all them niggas that was buggin'

My homie told me once, don't you trust them other suckers

They fought like they your homies but they phony motherf#&kers

And even if I did die young, who cares

All I ever got was mean mugs and cold stares

Got homies in my head that done passed away screamin, please

Young nigga, make G's

I can't give up, although I'm hopeless, I think my mind's gone

All I can do is get my grind on, death around the corner

 

[Chorus]

 

[2Pac]

I was raised in the city, shitty

Ever since I was an itty bitty kitty

Drinkin liquor out my momma's titty

And smokin weed was an everyday thang in my household

And drinking liquor til' you out cold

And though I'm grown now, nigga it's still on - Pow!

Bustin on them niggaz 'til they gone

How many more jealous ass bitches, comin for my riches

Now I gotta stay suspicious when I bone

Cause if I ain't sharp and heartless, them bitches'll start s@%t

Excuse me, but this is where we part bitch

No more game for free, please explain to me

Why niggaz trip bitch, who you came to see?

Murderin now but see me later man, as for my pops

I got homies that will hunt you 'til you drop

I hope the Lord can forgive me, I was a G

And gettin high was a way of bein free; I see death around the corner

 

[Chorus]

 

[2Pac]

This is for all the real motherf#&kin niggaz out there

I know you ain't scared to die; we all gotta go, y'know?

A real motherf#&ker will pick the time he goes

And make sure he handles his motherf#&kin business

("You think you're gonna live long enough to spend that money,

you f#&kin hump?" -> dialogue from "King of New York")

Y'all niggaz stop acting like pussies out there, all right

 

"I want his family dead! I want his house burnt to the ground!

I wanna go there in the middle of the night I wanna piss on his head!"

"I want his family dead! I want his house burnt to the ground!

I wanna go there in the middle of the night I wanna piss on his head!"

 

"I want that sunnuvabitch dead, I want him dead!

I want him dead, I don't care.."

[nyepet]

2Pac

Ambitionz Az a Ridah

 

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah

You don't wanna f#&k with me

Got the police bustin at me

But they can't do nuttin to a G

 

Now you know how we do it like a G

What really go on in the mind of a nigga

that get down for theirs

Constantly, money over bitches

 

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah

You don't wanna f#&k with me

Got the police bustin at me

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah

Police bustin at me

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah / Got the police bustin at me

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah..

 

Not bitches over money

Stay on your grind nigga

My ambitions as a ridah!

My ambitions as a ridah!

 

[2Pac]

So many battlefield scars while driven in plush cars

This life as a rap star is nothin without heart

Was born rough and rugged, addressin the mad public

My attitude was, "f#&k it," cause motherf#&kers love it

To be a soldier, must maintain composure at ease

Though life is complicated, only what you make it to be

Uhh, and my ambitions as a ridah to catch her

while she hot, and horny, go up inside her

Then I spit some game in her ear, "Go to the tele hoe"

You put what money in a Benz, cause bitch I'm barely broke

I'm smokin bomb-ass weed feelin crucial

From player to player, the game's tight, the feeling's mutual

From hustlin and prayers, to breakin motherf#&kers to pay-up

I got no time for these bitches, cause these hoes tried to play us

I'm on a meal-ticket mission, want a mil', so I'm wishin

Competition got me ripped, on that bullshit they stressin (boo-yaa!)

I'ma rhyme though, clown hoes like it's manditory

No guts no glory my nigga bitch got the game distorted

Now it's on and it's on because I said so

Can't trust a bitch in the bidness so I got with Death Row

Now these money hungry bitches gettin suspicious

Started plottin and plannin on schemes, to come and trick us

But Thug niggaz be on point and game tight (yeah)

Me, Syke and Bogart, wrap it up the same night

Got problems then handle it, motherf#&kers see me

These niggaz is jealous cause deep in they heart they wanna be me

Uhh, yeah, and now ya got me right beside ya

Hopin you listen I catch you payin attention

to my amibitions as a ridah

 

Chorus: 2Pac

 

I won't deny it, I'ma straight ridah

You don't wanna f#&k with me

My ambitions as a ridah

Got the police bustin at me

But they can't do nuttin to a G

 

[Tupac]

(I won't deny it, I'ma straight ridah)

Peep it.. it was my only wish to rise

above these jealous coward mutherf#&kers I despise

When it's time to ride, I was the first off this side, give me the nine

I'm ready to die right here tonight, and motherf#&k they life (yeah nigga!)

That's what they screamin as they drill me, but I'm hard to k*ll

So open fire, I see you k*ll me (that's all you niggaz got?) witness my steel

Spittin at adversaries envious and after me

I'd rather die before they catchin me, watch me bleed

Mama come rescue me I'm suicidal thinkin thoughts

I'm innocent, so there'll be bullets flyin when I'm caught

(Shoot!) f#&k doin jail time, better day, sacrifice

Won't get a chance to do me like they did my nigga Tyson

Thuggin for life and if you right then nigga die for it

Let them other brothers try, at least you tried for it

When it's time to die to be a man you pick the way you leave

f#&k peace and the police, my ambitions as a ridah

 

[Tupac]

My murderous lyrics equipped with spirits of the Thugs before me

Pay off the block evade the cops cause I know they comin for me

I been hesitant to reappear, been away for years

Now I'm back my adversaries been reduced to tears

Question my methods to switch up speeds, sure as some bitches bleeds

niggaz'll feel the fire of my mother's corrupted seed

Blast me but they didn't finish, (buck buck buck buck buck)

didn't diminish my powers

so now I'm back to be a motherf#&kin menace, they cowards

That's why they tried to set me up

Had bitch-ass niggaz on my team, so indeed, they wet me up

But I'm back reincarnated, incarcerated

At the time I caught the perfect way that God made it

Lace em with lyrics that's legendary, musical mercenary

For money, I'll have these motherf#&kers buried (I been)

gettin much mail in jail, niggaz tellin me to k*ll it

Knowin when I get out, they gon' feel it

Witness the realest, a whoridah when I put the s@%t inside

the cry from all your people when they find her

Just remind ya, my history'll prove I been it

Revenge on them niggaz that played me,

and all the cowards that was down widdit

Now it's yo' nigga right beside ya

Hopin you listenin, catch you payin attention

to my ambitions as a ridah

[nyepet]

2Pac f/ Dru Down, Nate Dogg, Outlawz, Snoop Doggy Dogg

All Bout U

 

[2Pac] Ahh yeah

[Down] Yeauhh!

[2Pac] It's all about you, one time!

[Down] I'ma say it's all about you baby, yeah

[2Pac] Haha, for the bitches that think it's all about you

It's all about you

[Down] This Dru Down in the house, with my boy 'Pizznac

YouknowhatI'msayin?

[2Pac] It's all about you

[Down] Yeah I'm gon' say it's all about you

but you know I'm lyin though, hah! Yeauhh

 

[2Pac]

You probably crooked as the last trick; want it light

but how I got my ass caught up with this bad bitch

Thinkin I had her but she had me in the long run

It's just my luck I'm stuck with f#&kin with the wrong one, uh!

Wise decisions, based on lies we livin

Scandalous times, this game's like my religion

You could be rollin with a thug

Instead you with this weak scrub, lookin for some love

In every club, I see you starin like you want it

Well baby if you got it better flaunt it

Let the liquor help you get up on it

I'm still tipsy from last night

Bumpin these walls as I pause, addicted to the fast life

I try to holla but you tell me you taken

Sayin you ain't impressed, with the money I'm makin

Guess it's true what they tellin me

Fresh out of jail, life's Hell for a black, celebrity

So that's the reason why I call, and maybe you widdit

Fantansies of us sweatin, can I hit it? (Hahaha)

Addicted to the things you do, but still true

What I'm sayin Boo, is this is all about you

 

[Nate Dogg]

Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o

(It's all about you)

No matter where I go, I see the same hoe

(Yeah nigga, ha ha ha ha!)

Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o

(It's all about you)

No matter where I go, I see the same hoe

 

[2Pac]

I make a promise if you go with me, just let me know

I'll have you hollerin my name out before I leave

Nobody loves me I'm a thug nigga; I only hung out

with the criminals and the drug dealers, I love niggaz

cause we comin from the same place

Witness me holla at a hoochie, see how quick, the game takes

How can I tell her I'm a playa, and I don't even care

Creep low, weed smoke's in the air

Everywhere I go, it's all about the groupie hoes

waitin for niggaz at the end, of every show

I just seen you in my friend's, video

Could never put a bitch before my friends, so here we go

Follow the leader and peep the drama that I'm goin through..

It's all about you.. hahaha, yeah nigga!

It's all about you!

 

[Nate Dogg]

Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o

(It's all about you)

No matter where I go, I see the same hoe

Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o

(It's all about you)

No matter where I go, I see the same hoe

 

[Outlawz]

Is you sick from the dick, or is it the flu?

It ain't about you or your bitch ass crew

Every other city we go and every video

Explain to a nigga why I see the same shitty hoe

You think it's all about you? Well Boo

I gets Down like Dru and my nasty new niggaz, too

 

You couldn't hold me back, it'd take a fatter track

A lyrical attack, perhaps, it was a visual bluff

When I started to snaps all your rode 'em swoll

Straight in control, flows'll fold, while hoes cold stroll

Hold the set, I told Dramacy' go in next

Golddiggin, cold diggin a gold Rolex

 

I slide in easily, try a grizzly

Sluts know the cuts, I came to f#&k, try skeezin me

Runnin up in ya just like Bruce Jenner when I bend ya

At the most, I f#&ked a bitch from the West Coast to West Virginia

 

[Nate Dogg]

Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o

(It's all about you)

No matter where I go, I see the same hoe

Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o

(It's all about you)

No matter where I go, I see the same hoe

Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o

(It's all about you)

No matter where I go, I see the same hoe

Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o

No matter where I go, I see the same hoe

 

[snoop Doggy Dogg *speaking over last two lines*]

I'm tellin ya, it's the same ol' s@%t

I mean.. god damn, youknowhatI'msayin?

I'm sittin back, watchin Montell Jordan video

I see the same bitch, who was in, my homeboy Nate Dogg video

Then I flip the channel

I'm checkin out my homeboy Tupac video

I see the same bitch that was in my video, yaknahmsayin?

And then yaknahmsayin what make that even mo' f#&ked up

I'm watchin a Million Man March

And I see the same bitch, on the Million Man March

that was in, the homeboy Warren G video!

I mean, damn, everywhere I look, everywhere I go

I see the same hoe

Don't get mad, I'm only bein real

Yeah

[nyepet]

2Pac f/ Daz, Kurupt, Method Man, Redman

Got My Mind Made Up

 

Verse One: Daz

 

You find an MC like me who's strong

Leavin motherf#&ker's aborted, with no verbal support

And when I command the microphone I gets deadly as Kahn though

With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those

Who can withstand, the mo' power I gain

and make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck ya brain

Imagine and keep on wishin upon a star

Finally realizing who the f#&k we 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 I crush your pride

My intention to ride, every time all night

I'm faced with the scars beyond this one 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 and out with my pay

I'm soon to count the bodies...

 

Verse Two: 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 asss shakin

I'm bustin and makin motherf#&kers 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 controlled

Yo, two years ago, a friend of mine

Told me Alize and Cristal blows your mind

Bear witness to the dopest f#&kin rhyme I wrote

Takin off my coat, clearing my throat

 

Chorus: 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

 

Verse Three: Kurupt

 

Well I comes through with two packs

of the bomb prophalaks for protection

So my f#&kin sac won't collapse

Cause nowaday's, s@%t's evading the x-rays

Sending young motherf#&kers to an early grave

I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MC's

shows my heart's as cold as the tundra

Electryfing like thunder, I'm just too much

Rough and raw with that motherf#&kin poisonous touch

I'm an MC with lyrics that's tha f#&kin bom-bay

Ya got dissed, that's before it's ingest like balmay

My rhymes, I leave a mark on ya mind

As the deadly vibes spread through ya head like sand pine

There's no escape, nah 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? Cuz 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 mikes

My verbal snipe, your vocab on site

I'm out tha cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all

So all my rhymes hit and split tha bricks on the wall

Ya already have an idea about tha superior sphere

The greater 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, set and prepare to enter verbal combat

 

Verse Four: Method Man

 

f#&k you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers

like Hitler, stickin up [jews] wit german [lugers]

The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten Isle

Will be back after this mess-age don't touch tha dial

Rarely do you see an MC out for justice

Got my gun powder and my musket -- blaooow!!

Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellen

Half of my Clan's three deep felons

Niggaz best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel

Man I stay on point like icicles

Now who wanna test Tical then touch Tical

All up in your motherf#&kin mouth

Head banger boogie

Catch me on tour with Al Doogie

Method Man roll too tight, you can pull 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

 

Verse Five: Redman

 

Aiyyo, 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, s@%t I'm laced with

Avalanche on ya whole camp when I'm splifted

Funk Doctor who? Spock 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

to bust til every nigga here 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 cannabis

I'm dangerous like John the bomb analyst

Then proceeds like keys

My degrees freeze consecutively like EPMD LP's

Lick off a shot and hit ya fam by mistake

So I erase the whole front row at the wake

I planned my escape in case jake or a snake bust it

I'm the one pushin the hearse in the first place

Confidence for you shaky ass folks

Pump for Rockafella for the day he got smoked

choke, off this anecdote got you ope

Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Coly

And I'm out for nine nickel [iNS tha rebels]

[West, list this, this, this...]

[iwalkalone]

f#&k it

seether

 

I guess I like it when we play

(The way you drag me down)

I guess I like it when you hate me

(The way you drag me down)

Cause I can't face myself in the mirror

(I'm left alone with all my pain)

And I disgrace myself in the mirror

(I'm left alone with all my shame)

 

f#&k it! I see you in me

f#&k it! I feel you in me

f#&k it! I'll heal you in me

f#&k it! I see you in me

f#&k it! I feel you in me

f#&k it! I'll heal you in me

 

I guess I like it when we fight

(The way you drag me down)

I guess I like it when you smite me

(The way you drag me down)

Cause I can't face myself in the mirror

(I'm left alone with all my pain)

And I disgrace myself in the mirror

(I'm left alone with my shame)

 

f#&k it! I see you in me

f#&k it! I feel you in me

f#&k it! I'll heal you in me

f#&k it! I see you in me

f#&k it! I feel you in me

f#&k it! I'll heal you in me

 

You're out of luck - can't get a piece of me

It's all blown up. Don't even f#&k with me.

I cannot please you all forever

I cannot please you at all

(I can feel you coming up behind me)

 

f#&k it! I see you in me

f#&k it! I feel you in me

f#&k it! I'll heal you in me

f#&k it! I see you in me

f#&k it! I feel you in me

f#&k it! I'll heal you in me

[nyepet]

2Pac f/ K-Ci and JoJo

How Do You Want It

 

Chorus: K-Ci and JoJo

 

How do you want it? How does it feel?

Comin up as a nigga in the cash game

livin in the fast lane; I'm for real

How do you want it? How do you feel?

Comin up as a nigga in the cash game

livin in the fast lane; I'm for real

 

Verse One: 2Pac

 

Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out

Got a nigga wantin it so bad I'm bout to pass out

Wanna dig you, and I can't even lie about it

Baby just alleviate your clothes, time to fly up out it

Catch you at a club, oh s@%t you got me fiendin

Body talkin s@%t to me but I can't comprehend the meaning

Now if you wanna roll with me, then here's your chance

Doin eighty on the freeway, police catch me if you can

Forgive me i'm a rider, still I'm just a simple man

All I want is money, f#&k the fame I'm a simple man

Mr. International, playa with the passport

Just like Aladdin bitch, get you anything you ask for

It's either him or me -- champagne, Hennessey

A favorite of my homies when we floss, on our enemies

Witness as we creep to a low speed, peep what a hoe need

Puff some mo' weed, funk, ya don't need

Approachin hoochies with a passion, been a long day

But I've been driven by attraction in a strong way

Your body is bangin baby I love it when you flaunt it

Time to give it to daddy nigga now tell me how you want it

(Tell me how you want it! La-dy, yeahhhyeah)

 

Chorus

 

Verse Two: 2Pac

 

Tell me is it cool to f#&k?

Did you think I come to talk am I a fool or what?

Positions on the floor it's like erotic, ironic

cause I'm somewhat psychotic

I'm hittin switches on bitches like I been fixed with hydraulics

Up and down like a roller coaster, I'm up inside ya

I ain't quittin til the show is over, cause I'ma rider

In and out just like a robbery, I'll probably be a freak

and let you get on top of me, get her rockin these

Nights full of Alize, a livin legend

You ain't heard about these niggaz play these Cali days

Delores Tucker, youse a motherf#&ker

Instead of tryin to help a nigga you destroy a brother

Worse than the others -- Bill Clinton, Mr. Bob Dole

You're too old to understand the way the game is told

You're lame so I gotta hit you with the hot facts

Want some on lease? I'm makin millions, niggaz top that

They wanna censor me; they'd rather see me in a cell

livin in hell -- only a few of us'll live to tell

Now everybody talkin bout us I could give a f#&k

I'd be the first one to bomb and cuss

Nigga tell me how you want it

 

Chorus

 

Verse Three: 2Pac

 

Raised as a youth, tell the truth I got the scoop

on how to get a bulletproof, because I jumped from the roof

before I was a teenager, mobile phone, SkyPager

Game rules, I'm livin major -- my adversaries

is lookin worried, they paranoid of gettin buried

One of us gon' see the cemetary

My only hope to survive if I wish to stay alive

Gettin high, see the demons in my eyes, before I die

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

And then I'm chillin fade em all, these taxes

got me crossed up and people tryin to sue me

Media is in my business and they actin like they know me

Hahaha, but I'ma mash out, peel out

I'm with it quick I'se quick to whip that f#&kin steel out

Yeah nigga it's some new s@%t so better get up on it

When ya see me tell a nigga how ya want it

How do you want it?

 

Chorus 2X

 

[2Pac]

How you want it?

Yeah my nigga Johnny J

Yeah, we out

 

Chorus

 

[2Pac]

Tell me

 

Chorus

 

[2Pac]

Cash game, livin in the fast lane, I'm for real

[nyepet]

2Pac f/ Snoop Doggy Dogg

2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted

 

(Snoop) Up out of there

(Tupac) *chuckles*

Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

(Snoop) Pump that up G

(Tupac) Ahh s@%t, you done f#&ked up now -- Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

You done put two of America's

most wanted in the same

motherf#&kin place at the same Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

motherf#&kin time, hahahahah

Y'all niggaz about to feel this Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

Break out the champagne glasses

and the motherf#&kin condoms

Have one on us aight?? Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

 

Verse One: 2Pac, Snoop

 

Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture

Bomb the hoochies with precision my intention's to get richer

With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my f#&kin homey

Youse a cold ass nigga on them hogs

 

Sho nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, cuz they got me on the run

Now I'm back in the courtroom waitin on the outcome

Free Tupac, is all that's on a niggaz mind

But at the same time it seem they tryin to take mine

So I'ma get smart, and get defensive and s@%t

And put together a million march, for some gangsta s@%t

 

So now they got us laced

Two multimillionare motherf#&kers catchin cases (mmm)

Bitches get ready for the throwdown, the s@%t's about to go down

Uhh, me and Snoop about to clown

I'm "Losin My Religion", I'm vicious on these stool pigeons

You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missin

Niggaz be actin like they savage, they out to get the cabbage

I got, nuthin but love, for my niggaz livin lavish

 

I got a pit named P, she niggarino

I got a house out in the hills right next to Chino

and I, think I got a black Beamer

but my dream is to own a fly casino

like Bugsy Seagel, and do it all legal

and get scooped up, by the little homie in the Regal

Mmm, it feel good to you baby bubba

Ya see, this is for the G's and the keys motherf#&ker

 

Now follow as we riiiiide

Motherf#&k the rest, two of the best from the West side

And I can make you famous

Niggaz been dyin for years, so how could they blame us

I live in fear of a felony

I never stop bailin these, motherf#&kin G's

If ya got it better flaunt it, another warrant

2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted

 

Chorus:

Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

(Tupac) Nuthin but a gangsta party... Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

Nuthin but a gangsta party

it ain't nuthin but a

motherf#&kin gangsta party Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

Nuthin but a gangsta party

it ain't nuthin but a

motherf#&kin gangsta party Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

 

Verse Two: 2Pac, Snoop

 

Now give me fifty feet

Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets

And keep whatever's left of me

Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief

Better be prepared when you cowards f#&k wit me

I bust and flea, these niggaz must be crazy what??

There ain't no mercy motherf#&kers who can fade the Thugs

(hahah right) You thought it was but it wasn't, now dissapear

Bow down in the presence of a boss player

 

It's like cuz, blood, gangbangin

Everybody in the party doin dope slangin

You got to have papers in this world

You might get your first snatch, before your eyes swerl

Ya doing ya job, every day

And then you work so hard til ya hair turn gray

Let me tell you about life, and bout the way it is

You see we live by the gun, so we die by the gun's kids

 

They tell me not to roll with my glock

So now I gotta throw away

Floatin in the black Benz, tryin to do a show a day

They wonder how I live, with five shots

Niggaz is hard to k*ll, on my block

Schemes for currency and doe related

Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it

No answers to questions, I'm tryin to get up on it

My nigga Dogg with me, eternally the most wanted

 

Chorus (w/ variations to end)

[nyepet]

2Pac

Heartz of Men

 

Ahh, Suge what I tell you nigga,

when I come out of jail what was I gonna do

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Watch this, hey Quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

The binoculars

 

Ha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

Grab your bulletproof vest nigga

cause its gonna be a long one

Now me and Quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

The real side

Now, on this ride there's gonna be some real mutha-f#&kas

and there's gonna be some pussys

Now the real niggas gonna be the ones with money and bitches

The pussys are gonna be the niggas on the floor bleedin'

Now everybody keep your eyes on the prize cause the ride get tricky

See you got some niggas on your side

That say they're your friends

But in real life they your enemies

And then you got some mutha-f#&kas that say they your enemies

But in real life they eyes is on your money

See the enemies will say they true

But in real life those niggas will be the snitches

Its a dirty game y'all

Y'all got ta be careful about who you f#&k with and who you don't f#&k with

Cause the s@%t get wild y'all

Keep your mind on your riches, Baby

Keep your mind on your riches

 

9-1-1 its a emergency cowards tried to murder me

From hood to the 'burbs, everyone of you niggas heard of me

s@%t I'm legendary niggas scary and paralyzed

Nothing more I despise than a liar

cowards die

My mama told me When I was to see

Just a vicious mutha f**ker while these devils left me free

I proceed to make them shiver

when I deliver

Criminal lyrics

from a world wide mob figure

Thug niggas from everywhere Mr. Mackaveli

Niggas is waiting for some thug s@%t, thats what they tell me

So many rumors but I'm infinitely Immortal Outlaw

Switching up on you ordinary bitches

like a south paw you get let

And every breath I breathe untill the moment I'm deceased

Will be another moment ballin' as a 'G'

I rip the crowd, then I start again

Internally I live in sin

untill the moment that they let me breathe again

The heartz of men

 

(Chorus)

 

The Heartz of Men

 

My lyrical verse with so much pain

that to some niggas it hurts

My guns bust

And if you ain't one of us

it gets worse

Bitch niggas get their eyes swoll

in fly mode

I'm a homicidal outlaw

and five-o, get your lights on, fight long

tonights gonna be a f#&kin' fight

so we might roll

My own homies say I'm heartless

But I'm a 'G' to this 'til the day I'm gone that's regardless

Drive-by, niggas bow down

thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well niggas out now

Throw up your hands if you thugged out

First nigga act up

first nigga gettin' drugged out

I can be a villian if ya let me

I'll Muthaf#&k ya

if ya do upset me

tell the cops to come and get me

rip the crowd like a phone number

Then start again, don't have no muthaf#&kin' friends nigga

Look inside the heartz of men

 

(Chorus)

 

In The Heartz of Men

In The Heartz of Men

 

To all my niggas engaged in making money in the fifty states

Keep your mind on your chips and f#&k a punk bitch

No longer living in fear

my pistol close in hand

Convinced this is my year

like I'm the chosen man

Give me my money and label me as a god

If niggas is having problems

smoke'em, fire and bomb

I died and came back,

I hustle with these lyrics as if it's a game of crack

Thugin' is in my spirit

I'm lost and not knowing

scar'd up

but still flowing

energized and still going

Uhh, can it be fate

that makes a sick muthaf#&ka break

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake

What will it take ?

Give me that bass line

I'm feeling bombed

Deathrow baby, don't be alarmed

The homie Quik gave a nigga a beat and let me start again

Represent

cause I've been sent

The heartz of men

[iwalkalone]

r u outta ur mind?

 

Cigarettes

Seether

 

They suck you in like cigarettes

While hanging you out to dry, yea

Making you feel like a hypocrit

Because you cannot lie, yea

 

You are the reason we will never be set free

We wanna be like you - we wanna be so cool

Just like you

 

They're hanging you out with their whiskey breathe

While leaving you out in the sun, yea

Making you feel like a hypocrit

Because you cannot run, yea

[nyepet]

2Pac

Life Goes On

 

Chorus: repeat 2X

 

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.....

 

Verse One:

 

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 bye

It's time to bury 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 drank a 5th for that ass

when you passed....

cause life goes on

 

Chorus

 

Verse Two:

 

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 fed 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 scheming 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 and Mental rest in peace

Thug till I die

 

Chorus

 

Verse Three:

 

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 your gone

you left your nigga on his own

how long we mourn

life goes on...

 

Chorus *repeats to end*

(sung overtop repeating chorus)

 

Life goes on homie

gone on, cause they passed away

Niggas doin' life

Niggas doin' 50 and 60 years and s@%t

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.

[nyepet]

r u outta ur mind?

 

nope mam...im just enjoying my time here....