1.Bomb First(My Second Reply)
{＊church bells ring in background＊}
In today's music news：the ever controversial tupac shakur has
Just released another album under the alias makaveli.
Music insiders are running wild trying to rearrange other artist
Street dates, in fear of a wipeout in retail interchart
movement.
Although no one knows the exact cause of the new album;
Resources tell me a number of less fortunate rappers
Have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character
Of not only mr. shakur, but of death row records as well.
Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at tupac
Excuse me makaveli's verbal assault
On mobb sleep, notorius p.i.g., and several other new york
rappers
Jay-z, from 'hawaiian sophie' fame, big little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are understandably shaken up by this release.
The question everbody wants to know is --
Why'd they get this nigga started？
Tupac, rather makaveli, was not available for comment
But released this statement：
It's not about east or west
It's about niggaz and bitches, power and money,
Riders and punks. which side are you on？
{＊gun cocked, six shots, bullets hit ground＊}
These niggaz is still fuckin talkin？
You niggaz still breathin？ fuckin roaches, aight
Aight, it's the raid for your cockroaches
(all day, everyday)
It's the raid for you punk motherfuckers
(the pump in yo' ass)
This is it nigga! killuminati style
(outlaw lifestyle)
Makaveli the don, solo shit - bring it!
Allow me to introduce first {＊gunshot fires＊} makaveli the don
Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like the holy qu'ran
Niggaz get shook like 5-0
My forty-five gun's next to me when we ride, for survival
Money makin plans, pistol close at hand, swollen pockets
Let me introduce the topic, then we drop it
Expose snakes cause they breath freely, see me ride？
Located world wide like the art of graffiti
I think i'm tougher than nitti, my attitude is shitty
Born on a dopefiend's titty.. huh
In every city you'll find me
Look for trouble right behind me
My outlaw niggaz down to die for me, knahmean？
I hit the scene niggaz duckin from my guillotine stare
I'm right there; my every word, a fuckin nightmare
Get me high, let me see the sun rise and fall
This for my dogs down to die for yours
Extreme venom, no mercy when we all up in 'em
Cut 'em down.. to hell is where we send 'em
My whole team, trained to explode ride or die
Murder motherfuckers lyrically, and i'm not gon' cry
Me - a born leader never leave the block without my heater
Two big pits, i call them my bitch nigga eaters
And not a whimper 'til i'm gone
Thug life runnin through my veins so i'm strong
(ha ha ha)
Bye bye bye, let's get high and ride
Oh, how do we do these niggaz but i'm not gon' cry
I'm a bad boy killa, jay-z die too
Lookin out for mobb deep, nigga when i find you
Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe
How many niggaz down to die for me？ yeahh-yeayy!
West coast ridah, comin right behind ya
Should've never fucked wit meeee
I want money hoes sex and weeeed
I wont rest till my road dawgs freeee, bomb first!
We, bomb first when we ride
Please, reconsider 'fo you die
We ain't even come to hurt nobody tonight
But it's my life or yo' life, and i'ma bomb first
We, bomb first when we ride
Please, reconsider 'fo you die
We ain't even come to fight tonight
But it's my life or yo' life, and i'ma bomb first
For so many days and some many ways we've been duckin strays
They delivers, but we still some bad boy killers
Got nuttin to lose, i gots no where to go
I only got one home, see me stranded on death row
With outlawz, it's makaveli, be the general
And i be a soldier on a mission
Sent to do, what you'll never do
And that's ride for the cause
Yes i'll die for the cause
Ya best believe if i'ma leave this bitch
Yo i'm dyin with yours
Kamikaze, sicker than a muh'fuckin nazi
Got a little question for that nigga that made 'paparazzi'
If you ain't in this rap game, for the motherfuckin cash mayne
Then what is your motherfuckin purpose？ none can serve us
E.d.i. amin born worthless
That's until the day, i decided to bomb first beatch!!
Your style wack as ever, like you was rockin patent leather
Causin massive terror, y'all niggaz lack, you ain't thorough
Half rapper half drug kingpin
Yer tellin fairy tales dunn
'king of new york,' like you the motherfuckin one？
But i'm from jerz and we don't play that shit
From the claire down to north bricks, all my niggaz flippin
chips
Gettin rich, even though it's hard
Tryin to creep through these halls and brawls
Without scarred by a revolv'
With no warnin signs, cause yo my man took five
Now i'm the young one with the nine, ready to put in my time
Shoot first, look at they head burst bleedin
Don't want to hear no shit this evenin, believe me
We, bomb first when we ride
Please, reconsider 'fo you die
G's, and thug niggaz on the rise
Plan-plot-strategize, and bomb first
We, bomb first when we ride
Please, reconsider 'fo you die
G's, and thug niggaz on the rise
Plan-plot-strategize, and bomb first
2.Hail Mary
Makaveli in this killuminati, all through your body.
The blows like a 12 guage shotty. uhh
Feel me.
God said he should send his one begotten son
To lead the wild in to the ways of the man.
Follow me.
Be my flesh, flesh and my flesh
Chorus
Come with me, hail mary,
Nigga run quick, see,
What do we have here now？
Do you wanna ride or die？
La, la la la, la, la, la la
I ain't a killa but don't push me
Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin pussy
Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words being quoted
Peep the weakness in the rap game and showed it
Bow down, pray to god hoping that he's listenin
Seein niggas comin for me, through my diamonds,
When they glistenin
Now pay attention,
Rest me please father,
I'm a ghost in these killin fields,
Hail mary catch me if i go,
Let's go deep inside the solitary mind of a mad man
Screams in the dark, evil lurks, enemies, see me flee
Activate my hate, let it break, to the flame
Set trip, empty out my clip,
Never stop to aim,
Some say the game is all corupted,
Fuck this shit, stuck,
Niggas lucky if we bust out this shit,
Plus momma told me never stop
Until i bust a nut,
Fuck the world if they can't adjust.
It's just as well
Hail mary.
Chorus 2x
Penitentiary is packed, with promise makers
Never realize the precious time the bitch niggas is wastin'
Institutionalized i live my life a product
Made to crumble,
Much to hardened for a smile,
Were to crazy to be humble
We ballin catch me father please
Cause i'm fallin, in the liquor store
Pass the hennessy i hear ya callin
Can i get some more？
Hail till i reach hell, i ain't scared.
Momma checkin in my bedroom i ain't there.
I got a head wit no screws in it
What can i do
One life to live but i got nothin to lose
Just me and you
On a one way trip to prison
Sellin drugs we all wrapped up in this livin
Life as thugs
To my homeboys in clinton max, doin there bid,
Raise hell to this real shit and feel this
When they turn out the lights
I'll be down in the dark
Thuggin eternal through my heart
Now hail mary nigga
Chorus 2x
Castro
They got an apb out on my thug family
Since the outlawz run these streets
Like these scandalous freaks
Our enemies die now, walk around half dead
Head down k blasted off hennessy and ty
Chronic mixed
Now i'm twisted,
Blisted and high
Visions of me thug livin
Gettin' me by forever live,
And i multiply survive by thugs
When i die they won't cry
Unless they comin with slugs.
Young noble
Peep the whole seen, and whatever goin on around me
Brain kinda cloudy
Smoked and out feelin rowdy
Ready wet the party up and
Whoever in that motherfucka
Nasty new street slugger
My heat seeks suckas on a regula
Mashin in a stolen black ack integera
Cock back sixty seconds
Till the draw that's when i deadin ya
Feet first ya gotta a nice gat but my heat's worse
From a thug to preachin preachin church
I gave you love now you eatin dirt
Needin work and
I ain't the nigga to put you up on, cause word in bond
When i was broke i had to hustle till dawn
That's when sun came up
There's only one way up, hold ya head stay up
To all my nigga's
Get ya pay and wait up
Castro
If it's on then it's on,
We rate b-breaks
Outlaws on a paper chase,
Can you relate
To this shit i don't got,
Be the shit i gotta take
Dealin wit fate
Hoping god don't close the gate.
Repeat
Chorus and verse
We've been traveling on this wavy road,
Long time life can be a heavy load
But we ride, ride it like a bullet
Hail mary, hail mary
We won't worry everything with corine
We free like the bird in the tree
We won't worry everything with corine
Yes we free like the bird in the tree
We runnin from the penitentiary
This is the time for reliberty
Hail mary, hail mary
Westside, outlawz, makaveli tha don, solo, killuminati, the 7
dayz
3.Toss It Up
Verse one
Lord have mercy, father help us all
Since you supplied your phone number, i can't help but call
Time for action, conversatin, we relaxin, kickin back
Got ya curious about thug passion, now picture that
Tongue kissin, hand full of hair, look in my eyes
Time to make the bed rock, baby look how it rise
Me and you movin in the nude, do it in the living room
Sweatin up the sheets, it's the thug in me
I be the ？ when i tongue kiss your neck,
I go a long way to get you, what do you expect
Late night, hit the highway, drop the top
I pull over, gettin busy in the parking lot
Picture-look it how i lick your hips and glide
Kiss you soft on your stomach, push my love inside
Got ya lost in a love zone, stuck in the lust
I got the bedroom shakin back, breakin when we're tossin' it up
Verse two
What's your phone number, i get around
Cali love to my true thugs, picture me now
Still down for that death row sound, searchin for pay days
No longer dre day, arive derche
Long and forgotten, plottin for plottin-child's play
Check your sexuality, as fruity as this alize
Quick to jump ship, punk trick, what a dumb move
Cross death row, now who you gonna run to
Like those other suckers cuz you similiar
Pretendin to be hard-oh my god-check your temperature
Screamin compton, but you can't return, you ain't heard
Brothas pissed cuz you switched and escaped to the burbs
Mob on to this new era, cuz we untouchable
Still can't believe you got pac rushin, uppin you
Bless the real, all the rest get killed, who can you trust
Only time reveals...toss it up!
2pac commentary...
4.To Live And Die In La
Intro：
Dominique：what do you feel when you hear a record like tupac's
new one？
Man：i love tupac's new record
Dominique： right, but don't you feel like that creates tension
between east and west？
Dominique： he's talking about killing people, i had sex with
your wife
And not in those words, but he's talking about i wanna see you
deceased.
Makaveli：
No doubt
To live and die in la
California - don't care what you say about los angeles
Still the only place for me it never rains
To live and die in la
Where everyday we try a fatten' our pockets
Us niggaz hustle for the cash so it's hard to knock it
Everybody got their own thang currency chasin'
World wide through the hard times worrying faces
Shed tears as we bury niggaz close to heart
What was a friend now a ghost in the dark
Cold hearted bout it, nigga got smoked by a fiend
Tryin to floss on em'
Blind to a broken man's dream
A hard lesson--court cases--keep em guessin'
Plea bargain ain't an option now--so i'm stressin'
Cost me more to be free than a life in the penn
Making money off of cuss words--writin' again
Learn how to think ahead--so i fight with my pen
Late night down sunset like in a sin
What's the worst they could do to a nigga
Get me lost in hell--to live and die in la
On bail--my angels sing...
Chorus：
To live and die in la, it's the place to be
You've got to be there to know it
Where everybody wanna see
To live and die in la, it's the place to be
You've got to be there to know it
Everybody wanna see
It's the cities of angels and constant danger
South central la--can't get no stranger
Full of drama like a soap opera
On the curb watching the ghetto bird helicopters
I observe--so many niggaz
Gettin 3 strikes--tossed in jail
Swear the penn's right across from hell
I can't cry--cause it's home now
I'm just a nigga on his own now
Livin life thug style--so i can't smile
Writin to my peoples
When they ask for pictures
Thinkin cali just fun and bitches
(hahaha)
Better learn about the dress code
B's and c's--all them other niggaz copycats
These is g's
I love cali like i love woman
Cause every nigga in la
Got a little bit of thug in em'
We might fight amongst each other
But i promise you this
We'll burn this bitch down--get us pissed
To live and die in la
~chorus~
It wouldn't be la with mexicans
Black love, brown pride
And the sets again--pete wilson
Tryin to see us all broke
I'm on some bullshit
Out for everything they owe
Remember k day
Weekends--crenshaw--mlk
Automatics rang free niggaz lost they way
Gang signs bein shown
Nigga love your hood
But recognize and it's all good
Where the weed at--niggaz gettin shermed out
Snoop dogg in this muthafucka burned out
M-o-b
Big suge in the lo lo
Bounce and turn
Dogg pound in the lex
With an ounce to burn
Got them watts niggaz with me ofcp
They got some hash
Took a stash
Left the rest for me
Neckbone--dre, heron, bungy too
Big rock got knocked
But this one's for you
I hit the studio and drop a jewel
Hoping it pay
Gettin high--watchin time fly
To live and die in la
~chorus~
Makaveli：
This goes out for 92.3, 106--all the radio stations
That be bumping my shit
Makin my shit sales quadruple, quadrople, platinum
This goes out to all the magazines
That support a nigga
All the real mufuckas
All the stores, the mom ＆ pop spots
A＆r people, all yawl mufuckas
La--california love
Part mufuckin 2 without gay ass dre
5.Blasphemy
god has a plan and the bible unfolds this wonderful plan through
the
Message of prophecy. god sent jesus into this world to be our
savior
And that christ is returning someday soon to unfold the
wonderful plan
Of eternity for my life and your life. as long as we are
cooperating
With god by accepting jesus christ as our personal lord and
savior
Unless the lord does return in the next seven days, we'll see
you next
Time, here on this week in bible prophecy.
Makaveli：
Tupac don't front that blasphemy in here.(makaveli) remember
what my
Poppa told me, remember what my poppa told me.
Verse 1
My family tree consists of drug dealers, thugs, and killas,
strugglin',
Known to hustle screamin' fuck they villans. got advice from my
father
All he told me was this, nigga get off your ass if you plan to
be rich.
There's 10 rules to the game and i'll share with you 2. no
nigga's
Gonna hate you for whatever you do. now rule 1, get your cash on
mob,
That's money over bitches cause they breath envy. now rule 2
it's a
Hard one, watch for phonies, keep your enemies close nigga watch
your
Homies. it seemed a little unimportant, when he told me i
smiled,
Picture jewels being handed to an innocent child. i never knew
in my
Life time i'd live be these rules, inniated as an outlaw
studying rules.
Now papa ain't around so i gotta recall or come to grips with
being
Written on my enemies walls. promise if i have a seed, i'm gonna
guide him
Right, dear lord don't let me die tonight. i got words for my
comrades,
Listen and learn, ain't nothing free take back what you earned.
gettin'
High than a muthafucka, bless me please, this thug life be the
death of
Me, come on, and i remember what my papa told me, remember what
my papa
Told me. blasphemy!
Chorus
Verse 2
We probably in hell all ready our dumbass's not knowin',
everybody
Kissin' ass to go to heaven ain't goin'. put my soul on it,
fightin'
Devil nigga's daily, plus the media be crucifin' brotha's
severely.
Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga momma's a virgin. we got
addicted had
To leave the bird's, back in the ghetto. doin' wild shit,
lookin' at
The sun don't pay, criminal mind all the time wait for judgement
day.
They say that moses split the red sea, i split the blunt ＆
rolled a fat one
I'm deadly. babylon beware, comin' for the pharoah schemes.
Retaliation makin' legends off the shit we did, still bull
shitin',
Nigga's in jerusalem waitin' for signs, god comin', shit, just
take his
Time. ha, ha. livin' bottom now, why the water flow？ i'm
Contemplatin' plots, wonderin' the thought to go. brotha's
gettin' shot
Comin' back ressurected, is this that raw shit, nigga chech it,
and i
Remember what my poppa told me, remember what my poppa told me.
Blasphemy!
Chorus
Verse 3
The preacher want me buried, why？ i know he a liar, have you
ever seen
A crackhead？ that's eternal fire. why you got these kids
thinkin' that
They evil？ while the preacher being freaky you say honor god's
people.
Should we cry when the pope die？ my request, we should cry if
they cried
When we buried malcom x. mama tell me am i wrong, is god just
another
Cop waitin' to beat my ass if i don't go pop. memories of a past
time,
Givin up cash to the leader's knowin' damn well they ain't gonna
feed
Us. in my brain how can i explain ？？ it's hard enough to live
now in
These times of grief. they say jesus is a kind man. well he
should
Understand times in this crime land. my thug nation. do what you
gotta
Do but know you gotta change, try to find a way out the game. i
leave
This and hope god can see my heart as pure, is heaven just
another door？
I leave this here, i leave this here and hope god can see my
heart as
Pure, is heaven just another door？
6.Life Of An Outlaw
In the life we live as thugs,
Everbody fuckin wit us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man.
Ridin wit my gun in hand.
Why explain the game？ niggas ain't listenin.
Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat,
Then stay the fuck out the kitchen.
Have these bustas switchin, lookin at me mean.
Itchin, givin suckas plenty space.
Have these bitch niggas snitchin.
Where are we now？ guns found daily.
The feds surely hope that they could finally nail me for sellin
dope.
They backwards, make tracks burst whenever i rap.
Attack. words bein known to explode on contact.
Extreme at times. blinded by my passion and fury.
Look at me laugh at my competition's flashin my jewelry.
You'd stay silent if you niggas knew me. truely effective.
The shit you heard ain't do me justice. got a death wish, bitch.
Run up, face me and trace wit an infared beam.
It seems niggas ain't recognize my team.
Ain't nobody holdin you back. explode the track to confetti.
Unload it. cuz niggas ain't ready. the life of an outlaw.
Chorus repeats
Code 3. attack formation. pull out your pistols.
Keep an eye out for the devils cuz they itchin to get you.
Mercy to this madman screamin kamikaze in tongue.
Automatic gunfire makin all my enemies run.
Who should i call when i'm shot and bleedin.
Indeed the possibility has part a chase in cream.
Dope got me hatin fiends. scheam wit my team, just a chosen few.
My foes victim of explosives. come closer. exhale the fumes.
We got memories fadin fast. a slave for cash.
Accelerate, mash, blast, then dash.
Don't look now. how you like it, raw.
Niggas ain't ready for the wrath of the outlaws. never
surrender.
Death is for a son to stay free. i'm thugged out.
Fuck the world cuz this is how they made me.
Scarred but still breathin.
Believe in me and you could see the victory.
A warrior with jewels. can you picture me？
Life of and outlaw.
Chorus repeats
City under siege. it's like i can't even breathe.
I'm from the state of car theives. g, deep from the street.
Plenty beef. i play for keeps, arrange the whole crime scene.
Mobb deep. this nigga from behind tryin to creep.
No halfs wit no straps, jack.
It's on to bounce back.
And an ounce so fat, they snatch my style ？？？
Get this grip wit hollows to get cha.
Snip wit clippers. get the picture？
I wrote my life down like a scripture.
And i'm still on lost in the land of the lonely.
Where ain't nobody holy. a matter of a fact, we unholy.
Everybody livin soley for themselves. too ？？ on a land hell.
Somebody need me. you know we lost hope and we needin it.
Wit the evil it's forever. but it might be low down, scandalouz
Like a tramp is. all for the street fame on how to be managed.
To plan shit. 6 months in advaced to what we plotted.
Approved to go on swole and now i got it.
Un uh, crack my window. knowin they'd love to catch kastro
sleepin.
Attach a strap under my pillow and a hand like we freakin.
Creepin deep into morning. peepin out the weak.
While they yawnin and let my cloud speak for it's self.
No doubt. outlaw. outta my mind, outta time. you're all blind.
Some kind of life of mine kato don't mind.
Findin it funny, matter of fact, cuz it is.
Perhaps finally i look at that true over the years as an outlaw.
Eh, napoleon.
What's up nigga.
Would you die for me, nigga？
Hell yeah.
Would you kill for me？
On my grandmother, nigga.
Ah yo.
What's up.
Let's ride on them stupid bitches right now.
Watch out.
Well now they all say they roaches and parasites.
Snakes and all they might
Thug life break night.
Drink till we fist fight.
Life or death. but you can't win with a vest.
But there won't be no breathing for the reason
Punk bitch on your breath.
I see day is dark and i admit it's dark.
So chase ？？？？？？
Beware foolin marks.
And yo, makaveli, give me them bullets that was left up in your
belly.
And let me bust back to them niggas till they all sweaty.
Chorus repeats
7.Just Like Daddy
Outlaws (go 'head) in this.
Makaveli the don up in this.
No doubt.
Death row, makaveli the don
You could call me daddy.
I'll be your daddy.
That's right just like daddy.
For the ladies.
Come with me any time you roll.
Dedicate slow jams on the radio.
I know you're happy, i could feel your passion.
Lookin out for ya just like daddy.
Come on.
Sunshine turns to rain.
Baby i could take away your pain.
If ya trust me.
Close your eyes and feel the magic.
Never leave when ya need me.
I'll do ya just like daddy.
I met her when she was young.
Her real daddy died when she was younger.
Here mom let her do what she please.
Said no one loved her.
Her eyes shining. love. a diamond in the rough.
The kind that you could love.
Not yet touched but so much potential.
Youngster, let me guide your mental into a place
Where sourness and pain you'll never taste.
By god's grace you was born with that face.
Nothin but pure beauty.
So for an eternity i feel it's my duty to be a soulja.
Yeah, baby, got plans to mold ya.
And the coldest nights is when i hold ya.
Like i'm supposed to.
As we grow closer, i'll take you hand gladly.
Anything you need, ask me.
Spoil my baby girl just like daddy.
To alliviate the stress spendin time wit you.
I feel blessed. when you gone, feel the pain so strong deep in
my chest.
When i got arrested, came so close to goin to jail.
Flowin blows at the po-po, breakin the nails.
Screamin loud, goin all out. damn, i did it.
You stay locked down at mom's house, watchin the kids.
Through the whole ？ in the vi. i see ya daily.
When my fake homies try to fuck you, you run and tell me.
That's why i stay committed. i thank god every time i hit it.
Hopin you'll forgive me for the times i bullshitted.
Me and you against the world. we untouchable.
Screamin like you're dying every time i'm fuckin you.
You never had a father or a family.
But i'll be there. no need to fear so much insanity.
And through the years i know you gave me your heart and plus
When i'm dirt broke and fucked up, ya still love me.
~chorus repeats~
Boo, would ya die for me？ down holdin my pistol. gettin high wit
me.
Sounds tougher than bristols. but when you cry, i be your
tissue.
Back in the county writin letters how i miss you
Givin you credit, apologetic how i dissed you.
Cuz you fore thinkin like a minor and on a level of this some
time
Of daddy ready to wine ya and dine you. lace ya for totin vagina
And still be right behind ya. true
Like me and you, no tellin what we could do
Gettin high between the sheets. put the shit right here,
discreet.
Puttin hickeys on your belly while we fuckin on the beach.
I love it when you run up and grab me.
I feel for ya badly. baby girl, just like daddy.
Surely, i lend my hand out to help your lost soul.
Lookin for shelter on a late night. accept it：
Treat your girl don't disrespect her.
My age is young. out of place, bitch. callin daisies done.
From a tripsy to a missy. ya know i raised ya hon.
Placed her under my wing, showed ya how we swing.
Now she rollin blunts for a king. one they label thug mrs.
The essence of my ghetto sisters. hugs and kisses.
This is for me to me to be a father figure.
~chorus repeats~
Throw your hands up.
Put your hands up.
Where my siters？
Where my sisters at？
Throw yor hands in the air.
Outlawz in this motha fucka.
No doubt.
Kadafi. hussein. makaveli. napoleon. norman.
Idy. kastro. camilion. storm.
Put your hands in the motha fuckin air
8.Krazy
Roll me a cigarette dog!
They got me feelin crazier than a motha fucka.
I got bad ass in this motha fucka.
Puffin on life.
Hopin that it gets me high.
(makaveli the don, representin the outlaws.)
They got a nigga goin crazy.
(bad ass representin the lbc)
(what cha wanna do. you know how we do.
Time goes by.
Puffin on life.
Hopin that it gets me high.
They got a nigga goin crazy.
Feelin crazy.
(tell em bout it.)
Last year was hard.
But life goes on.
Hold my head against the wall.
Learn the right from wrong.
They say my ghetto intrumental,
Dextrimental to kids.
As if they can't see the misery in which they live.
Lately, for the outcome, damn i'm reckless.
Check it. you don't have to bump this but please respect it.
I took a minus and now the hard times are behind us.
Turned into a plus, now they stuck livin blinded.
Hennessy got me feelin bad. time to stop drinkin.
Rollin in my drop top jag.
What's that cops thinkin？
Sittin in my car watch the stars and smoke.
I came along way but still i got so far to go.
Dear mama, don't worry. i'm a watch for snakes.
They'll set you that a lover. but it's hard today.
I got the letter that she sent me and i cryed for weeks.
This one came out when i tryed to speak.
All i heard was：
Chorus repeats
1,2,3,4.
I see blodds and crips runnin up the hill.
Lookin for a better way.
My brothas and sistas it's time to bail
Cuz even thug niggas pray.
Hopin god hear me.
I entered the game. look how much i change.
I'm no longer innocent. casualties of fame.
Made alot of money, seen alot of places.
And i swear i seen a peaceful smile on my mama's face
When i gave her the keys to her own house.
This your land. your only son done became a man.
Watchin time fly. i love my people do or die.
But i wonder why we scared to let each other fly.
June 1-6 7-1
The day mama pushed me out her womb, told me 'nigga get paid.'
No one can understand me. the black sheep. outcasted from my
family.
Now packin heat. i run the streets. a young runnaway.
Live for the day when ya die i could hear ya say.
Chorus repeats.
God help me out here, cuz i'm posessed.
I need the root of all evil for my stress.
Cuz now it's like a stong prescription drug.
It's got me addicted to the pleasure and the pain it's
inflicted.
Something about the paper wit the pictures of the presidents
head.
Damn it's like a motha fuckin plague. it spreads.
It's epidemic. forgotten, forgotten it got worse.
I keep my head on straight, makin money cuz it's cursed.
Makin money makes a difference day by day
So i gotta stay paid, no doubt. day in and day out.
This life is like a vicious cycle called fightin to live.
No matter how hard you try, it's in death.
You gotta die.
Bottom line： peers didn't make it to the years to come.
Dear life doin right or dear life leavin dumb.
Who has the answers？ i wonder. i turn to my elders,
They aged and experienced, but they can't even tell ya.
Or tell me there'll be light at the end of the road
Cuz they don't even know.
A million thangs run through my mind.
You ain't gotta be in jail or be doin time.
Chorus repeats
Feelin fucked up in this bitch.
Smoke half a ounce to the head.
Drop the top. indo. hawaiin. lansbread. buddha. all that shit.
I'm fucked up in this motha fucka.
And hennessy don't help. and hennessy don't help.
Thug passion in this motha fucka.
Makaveli the don puttin it down to the fullest.
Maximum overload. 3 day theory.
Killuminati to your body with the impact of a 12 gauge shoty.
Doublized slugs. no love. straight thugs.
One time for my niggas in the jail cell.
(one time for my niggas locked up.)
One time for my niggas doin life in hell.
One time for my niggas on death row.
(for my niggas on death row. weat side. california syle. l.a.)
One time for my niggas livin broke.
(you know what time it is. no doubt. get high. puffin on life.
Wonder if it get me high. yeah. crazy.)
9.White Man's World
I ain't saying i'm innocent of all this
I'm just saying
This song is for y'all
For all the times i mess up
When we mess up
Dear sister
Got me twisted up in prison
I miss yah
Crying
Looking at my nieces and newphews picture
They say don't let this cruel world get yah
Kinda suspicious,
Swearing one day you might leave me
For someone thats richer
Twist the cap off the bottle
I take a sip and see tommorrow
Gotta make if i have to beg and borrow
Reading love letters
Late night, locked down, and quiet
If brothers don't recieve their mail
Best believe we riot
Eating jack mat
Staring at walls of silence
Inside this cage
Where they captured all my rage and violence
In time i learned a few lessons
Never fall for riches
Aplogizies to my true sisters
Far from bitches
Help me raise my black nation
Reperations are due
Its true
Caught up in this world
I took advantage of you
So tell the babies how i love them
Precious boys and girls
Born black in this white mans world
And all i heard was
Chorus
Who knows what tommorrow brings
In this world where everyone lies
Where to go
No matter how far i find
To let you know
That you're not alone
Being born with less
I must confess
Only adds on to the stress
Two gunshots to my homies head
Died in his rest
Shot him to death
And left him bleeding for his family to see
I pass his casket
Gently asking
Is there heaven for g's？
My homeboys doing life
Begging mama be stressing
Shedding tears
When her son finally ask that questions
Where my daddy at？
Mama, why we live so poor？
Why you crying？
Heard you late night
Throught my bedroom door
Now do you love me mama？
Why do they keep calling me nigger？
Get my wieght up, with my hate
And pay 'em back when i'm bigger
Still thugging in this jail cell
Missing my block
Hearing brothers screaming all night
Wishing they'd stop
Proud to be black
But why do we act like
We don't love oursleves
Don't look around
Busta (you sucka)
Check yourselves
Know what if means to be black
Whether a man or girl
We're still struggling in this
White man's world
Chorus
(we must fight)
Who knows what tommorrow brings
In this world where everyone lies
Where to go
No matter how far i find
To let you know
That you're not alone
So tell me why you changed？
Choosing new direction
In a blink of an eye
My time away just made perfection
You think i'd die
Not gonna cry
Why should i care
Like we holding on to love
Thats no longer there
Can you please help me
God bless me please
Keep my seeds healthy
Banging on my enemies bleed
While my g's healthy
Hoping they bury me
With ammunition, weed, and shells
Just in case they trip in heaven
Ain't no g's hell
Sister sorry for the pain
That i caused your heart
I know i'll change
If yah help me
But don't fall apart
Rest in peace
To latasha, little yummy, and kato
To much for this cold world to take
Ended up being fatal
Every women in america
Especially black
Bear with me, can't you see
We're under attack
I never meant to cause drama
To my sister and mama
Will we make it
To better times
In this white man's world
Chorus
(along with revolutionary talking)
10.Me And My Girlfriend
Shit, you mothafuckin right. i'm the bitch that's keepin it live
and keepin it
Hot when you punk ass niggas is on. nigga, west side. what!!
Bring it on.
Look for me. lost in the world in 96. bonnie and clyde.
Me and my girlfriend doin 85 when we ride, drive in this world
of sin.
Born as a ghetto child. raised in this whirlwind.
Our childhood years recall the tears. heart laced with venom.
Smokin chern, drinkin malt liquor. father forgivin.
Me and my girlfriend must of fell in love with the struggle.
Hands on the steering wheel. bust! watch me bail out and bust
em.
Fuck em all. watch em fall. screamin.
Automatic gunfire exorcisin all demons. my posse off on the
side.
My congragation high, ready to die. we bail out to take the jail
back.
Niggas united. our first date. can't wait to see you naked.
Touch you in every secret place. i can hardly wait to bust
freely.
Got you red hot. you so happy to see me.
Make the frontpage, primetime live on tv.
Nigga, my girlfriend may be .45 but she still live.
One shot makin niggas heart beats stop.
What!! i'm bustin on you punk ass niggas. run, nigga, run. i'm
on your ass
Nigga. run, nigga, duck and hide. i'm bustin on all you bitches.
run, nigga,
Yeah. west side, uh,uh,uh. die, nigga, die.
My girlfriend blacker than the darkest night.
When niggas act bitch made, she got the heart to fight.
Nigga, my girlfriend. though we seperated at times,
I know deep inside baby girl'll always be mine.
Picked you up when you was 9. started out my life of crime wit
you.
Bought you some shells when you turned 22. it's true.
Nothing compares to the satisfaction that i feel when we out
mashin.
Me and my girlfriend.
(chorus)
All i need in this life of sin,
Is me and my girlfriend.
Down to ride to the bloody end.
Just me and my girlfriend.
I was too immature to understand your ways.
Inexperienced back in the days.
Caught so many arguments and strays.
Now i realize how to treat cha.
The secret to keep ya. bein faitful cuz now cheating's leathal.
We closer than the hands of time. deeper than the drive of
mankind.
I trust you dearly, i shoot blindly. i time i clock figures.
Droppin niggas as we rise. we all souljas and god ties.
Now it's time for war. never leave me waitin. i'm paranoid.
Sleepin with you loaded by my bedside, crazy.
Jealous when you hang wit the fellas.
I wait patiently and long anticipated for the moment you come
home.
I'm watin by the phone. this is true love, i could feel it.
Alot of women in my bed but you the realest.
If you need me, call. i'll be there. do it all.
You're the reason i could stand tall.
Me and my girlfriend.
Chorus repeats
I love finger fuckin you.
All of a sudden i hearin thunder when you bust a nut.
Niggas be duckin. i'm takin numbers.
Love to watch you at a block party beggin for drama.
While unleashin on the old times. that's on my mama.
I would trade my life for yours.
Behind closed door, the only girl that i adore.
Everything i'm askin for.
Talkin to me, beggin me to just take you around.
17, like brandy, you just wanna be down.
Talkin loud. when i tell you be quiet, you move a crowd.
Bustin rounds, activatin arye. that's why i love you.
So no control, down to roll. unleash. after i hit, you break
apart.
Then back to one piece. much love to my one and only girlfriend.
The world is ours. just hold me down. baby, witness the power.
Never leave a nigga alone. i love you, black or chrome.
Turn this house into a happy home.
Me and my girlfriend.
Chorus repeats
Lost in the world in 96. bonnie and clyde.
Me and my girlfriend doin 85 when we ride, drive in this world
of sin.
Born as a ghetto child. raised in this whirlwind.
Look for me.
~repeats~
11.Hold Ya Head
My homeboys in clinton and rikers island
Mumia, mutulu, sendeko, gerino pratt,
All the political prisoners
San quiton
Yeah
One thug, one thug
How do we keep the music playing
One thug, one thug
I wake up early in the morning
My state so military
Suckas fantasize, pictures of a
Young brother buried
Was it me, the weed, or this life i lead
If daytime is for suckas then
Tonight we bleed
Out for all that
Knowing that this world brings drawbacks
Look how this shit bumps
Once i deliver these war raps
Meet me at the cemetary
Dressed in black
Tonight we
Follow the dead
And those who won't be back
So if i die
To the same for me
Shed no tears
An outlaw, thug living in this game,
For years
Why worry,
Hope to god
Get me high
When i'm buried
Knowing deep inside me
Only if yah love
Come rush me to the gates of heaven
Let me picture for a while
How i live for my days, as a child
I wonder now
How do we outlast, always get cash
Stay strong if we all mash
Hold your head
Chorus
How do we keep the music playing
How do we get ahead
To many young black brothers are dying
Living fast, too fast
These felonies be like prophecies
Begging me to stop
Cuz these lawyers getting money
Everytime they knock us
Slashing pockets lyrically
Suckas fleed when they notice
Switched my name to makaveli
Had the rap game closed
Expose foes, with my hocus pocus flows
They froze
Now suckas idealize my choosen blows
More money mean litigating
More playa hating
Got a cell at the penn for me waiting
Is this my fate
Miss me with that mistermeaner thinking
Me fall back
Never that
Too much tequilla drinking
We all that
Make them understand me
Hey i'll stay all night out with my posse
Everyone roll with me is family
Cuz everybodies got me
Watch me paint a perfect vision
This life we living
Got us all meeting up in prison
Last week i got a letter from my road dog
Written in blood
Saying, 'please show a young playa love'
Hold your head
Hold it
Chorus
How do we keep the music playing
How do we get ahead
To many young black brothers are dying
Living fast, too fast
God bless the child that can hold is own
Indeed
Enemies bleed when i hold my chrome
Let these words be to last
To my unborn seeds
Hope to raise my young nation
In this world of greed
Currency means nothing if you still ain't free
Money breeds jealousy
Take the game from me
I hope for better days
Trouble comes naturally
Running from authorities
Till they capture me
And my aim is to spread more smiles than tears
Utilalize lessons learned from my childhood years
Maybe mama had it all right
Rest your head
Straight converstion all night
Bless the dead
To the homies that i usta have
That no longer roll
Catch a brother at the crossroads
Plus nobody knows my soul
Watching time pass
Through the glass of my drop top
Hold your head
Chorus
12.Against All Odds
21 gun salute
One love
One thug
One nation
21 gun salute
Dressed in fatigues
Black jeans and boots
Disappear in the crowd
All you seen was troops
This little nigga named nas
Think he live like me
Talk about how he left the hospital
Took five like me
You living fanatasies
I reject your deposit
We shook dre punk ass
Now we out of the closet
Mobb deep wonder why nigga blowed them out
Next time grown folks talkin'
Nigga close your mouth
Peep me
I take this war shit deeply
I see too many real playas fall
To let you's bitch niggas beat me
Puffy, lets be honest
You a punk
Or you would see me with gloves
Remember that shit you said in vibe
About me being a thug
You can tell the people you roll with
Whatever you want
But, you and i know
Whats going on
Pay back
I knew you bitch niggas from way back
Witness me strapped with macs
Knew i wouldn't play that
All you old rappers trying to advance
Its all over now
Take it like a man
Niggas looking like
Larry holms flabby and sick
(lookat de la soul!)
Trying to playa hate on my shit
Big, eat a fat dick
Let it be known this is how you made me
Love it how i got you niggas crazy'
Chorus
I hope my true mutha-fuckas know
This be the realist shit i ever wrote
Against all odds
In the studio
Getting blowed
This be the truest shit i ever spoke
Against all odds
I heard he was light skined, stocky
With a haitian accent
(say his name, now)
Jewelry, fast cars and he's known for flashing
(whats his name)
Listen while i take you back
(nigga, say his name!)
And lace this rap
A real live tale
About a snitch named hatian jack
Knew he was working for the feds
(i knew it!)
Same crime different trail
Niggas picture what he said
(snitch)
And did i mention
Promised a payback
Till he hits me
In due time
I knew you bitch niggas was listening
The world is mine
Set me up
Wet me up
Niggas stuck me up
(i'm back, i'm baaack)
Heard the guns bust
But you tricks never shut me up
Touch one of mine
On everything i own
I'll destroy everything you touch
Play the game nigga
All out warfare
Eye for an eye
Last words to a bitch nigga
Why you lie？
Now you gotta watch your back nigga
Watch your front
Here we come gunshots to deck
Now you stuck
Fuck the rap game nigga
Nigga this m.o.b
So believe me
We enemies
I go against all odds
(trick made niggas, ain't no peers)
Puffy getting robbed like a bitch.
To hide that fact,
He did some shit he shouldn't of did.
(you know what)
So he ride for that
And that nigga that was for with me,
Resting dead,
Switching sides,
Guess his new friends wanted him dead.
Probably be murdered for this shit that i said
I bring the real.
Be a legend breathing or dead.
Lord, listen to me.
God don't like ugly,
It was written.
Yo nas, your whole damn style is bitten.
(you sound like rakim, man)
You heard my melody,
Read about my life in the papers.
All my run ins with authorities(trick!),
Felonious capers (punk!)
Now you want to live my life.
So what's a hassa, nas.
Niggas that don't rhyme right,
Seen too many movies.
Load him up against the wall,
Close his eyes.
Since you lie, you die. goodbye!
Let the real live niggas hear the truth from me.
What would you do if you was me.
Against all odds
21 gun salute
One love to my true thug niggas
(outlaw, outlaw!)
21 gun salute to my niggas that died in the line of duty
Represent to the fullest,
Being souljas with military minds that played the rules of the
game.
21 gun salute
I salute you my niggas.
Stay strong - i ride for you, i rhyme for you,
I roll for you, it's all for you.
To all you bitch made niggas - i'm comin for you
Against all odds.
I don't care who the fuck you is, nigga.
You touch me, i'm at you.
I know you motha fuckas didn't think i forgot.
Hell nah i ain't forgot nigga, i just remembered what you told
me.
Said don't go to war unless my money right.
Aight, i got my money right, now i want war.
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