[Čavar]

All Bout U

featuring Dru Down, Nate Dogg, Outlawz, Snoop Doggy Dogg



[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 fuckin 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 though, weed smoke's into 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 fuck, try skeezin me

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

At the most, I fucked 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' shit

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' fucked 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

[Čavar]

All Out

[hellicopter propeller turning]

[Kastro & Napoleon]
We goin all out (aiiiite)
We goin all out (aiiiite)
We goin all out, watch ya motherfuckin mouth niggaz
(That's right, fuck these fag niggaz)
Do it, do it, do it

[2Pac]
Come hell or high water, down to slaughter opposers
Just another lost soul, stuck, callin Jehovah
Outlaw 'til it's over, brand as my strap
Back like a cobra, I stay drunk, cause I'm a mad man
Whenever sober, on a one man mission
My ambition to hold up the rap game
While I pluck holes in niggaz like donuts
And still down to die for all my souljas
Like hillbillies, they don't fear me
So refuse bringin war to the city
With each breath, death before dishonor
Never let you swallow me, no apologies, your honor
A general in war, I'm the first to bomb
With a squad of trusted killers, quick to move shit heavily armed
I'm similar to Saddam, sometimes I question Hussein
Like fiends frantic for that last vein, stuck in the game
I hit the scene like sandstorms, then transform, watch me
I take the figure of dirty niggaz, who all got me
While bitches wonderin who shot me
No love, keep a grudge, shootin sluggs like Muammar Quadaffi
Murder my friends, build a new posse
We takin shots at paparazzi, go and fly now, nigga like Rocky
You got a lot of nerve to play me
Another gay rapper, bustin caps to Jay-Z
(buck buck buck buck buck buck)
And still avoid capture, while y'all caught up in the rapture
Still after me, I'm in Jamacia sippin daquiris, no doubt
We used to havin nothin, then grabbin somethin and bustin
Wanted to be the thug-nigga, that my old man wasn't
I came to a field, catchin cases, litigation
Niggaz playa-hatin, got me crooked in all 50 states
I'm screamin DEATH ROW, throw my WESTSIDE, ain't no thang
We was raised off drive-by's, brought up to bang
We claim mob, M.O.B. if you be specific
We control all cash from Atlantic-Pacific
And get this, I'm hard to kill, when I peel with this live spot
Father, how the hell did I survive, these five shots?
Live it up, of give it up, and my demons
Late night, hear them screamin; we goin all out!

[Chorus: EDI]
We goin all out, bomb first till they fall out
Take them the war route, without a doubt
Ball, which means we all ride if it's on
Each nigga handle ya own, bring it on strong
If you got bills to pay, nigga go all out
Bustas playin with ya peeps, betta go all out
Try'na see the next day, nigga go all out
Obstacles in ya way, you better go all out

[Napoleon]
I'm on my land sled, walkin through the belly of the beats
Feelin like I'm all out, drunk as can be
It's plain to see, that we mobb niggaz hidin' in bushes
Claimin that they ride rough, but they soft as they cushion
They softer than bitches in the worst way, drownin in blood
Outlawz my blood brothers, I'd die for these thuggs
Say hi to this slug, it's a shame how some niggaz on the west coast
was ridin with Pac, but when he died, they went pop
I'm on the Jers to the fullest, like some west coast love
But after Pac stopped rappin, it ain't no west coast thug
Just westcoast what? To my real niggaz stuck in the street game
Cause rappers like Jay-Z be pumpin Kool-Aid through they veins
Is it true what I'm sayin? Slap your soft ass to the floor
And watch my fo-fo put peek holes through your door
I ride or die, but these other fag niggaz be bitin this
It's all from my heart when I was writin this
All out

[chorus]

[Kastro]
Now, we all ride, and down to die who wit us
Speak up, or get treated like you comin to kill us
Ain't nothin but squealers, in this rap game, swearin they rough
Tattooed up, and now them niggaz swearin they Pac
Stop that, and watch ya back, we ain't forgot bout cha
These glocks hot, and when shot, it'll bring the bitch up out cha
It's me, Kastro with the goattee
Walkin' like a OG, cause all these fag motherfuckers owe me
I pray to the thug lord, like that motherfuckers holy
Frontline soulja, till the heavens call me
I go all out, and if you real, you real
Feel what I'm talkin' bout, cause this game is ill
I live it, forbidden fruit, shoot, 'till they feel it
Livin' proof, Pac breed niggaz, they can't deal wit'
Holla back, right back, and watch ya mouth
Or get blood in it, WHAT, we goin' all out
Nigga

[chorus - 2X]

fool, you better go all out
keep goin' all out
all my niggaz goin' all out
without a muthafuckin' doubt

[EDI talking]
Ey, you niggaz just gon think that you gon be uhh
talkin and slippin on all of these motherfuckin records
and we ain't gon say shit, now it's 1999
It's a different grind, don't disrespect the Don
It's still war motherfuckers
So let's see you act like you know

[Čavar]

Ambitionz Az A Ridah

Intro: 2Pac

[singsong] I won't deny it, I'ma straight ridah

You don't wanna fuck with me

Got the police bustin at me

But they can't do nuttin to a G

(Let's get ready to ruuumbllle)

[speaking] Now you know how we do it like a G

What really go on in the mind of a nigga

[singsong] Got the police bustin at me

But they can't do nuttin to a G

[speaking] that get down for theirs

I constantly choose money over bitches

[singsong] I won't deny it, I'ma straight ridah

You don't wanna fuck with me

[speaking] Stay on your grind nigga

[singsong] Got the police bustin at me

But they can't do nuttin to a G

[speaking] My ambitions as a ridah

[singsong] I won't deny it, I'ma straight ridah

You don't wanna fuck with me

[speaking] My amibitions as a ridah

[singsong] Got the police bustin at me...

Verse One: 2Pac

So many battlefield scars while driven in plush cars

Cause life as a rap star is nothin without heart

Was born ruff and rugged, addressin the mad public

My attitude was 'fuck it' cause motherfuckers love it

To be a soldier, must maintain composure at ease

Though life is complicated, only what you make it 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 them bread, to breakin motherfuckers to payin

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 ride 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 plotin and planin on scemes 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 motherfuckers see me

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

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

Hopin ya listen I catch you payin attention to my amibitions as a

ridah

Chorus: 2Pac

[singsong] I won't deny it, I'ma straight ridah

You don't wanna fuck with me

[speaking] My ambitions as a ridah

[singsong] Got the police bustin at me

But they can't do nuttin to a G

Verse Two: 2Pac

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

It was my only wish to rise

Above these jealous coward mutherfuckers 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 motherfucker they life

That's what they screaming as they drill me, but I'm hard to kill

So open fire, I see you kill 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 corrected me I'm suicidal thinkin thoughts

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

Fuck 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

Fuck peace and the police, my ambitions as a ridah

Chorus

Verse Three: 2Pac

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 switchin keys, sure as some bitches bleeds

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

Blast me but they didn't finish, didn't diminish my powers

so now I'm back to be a motherfuckin 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 mutherfuckers buried (I been)

gettin much mail in jail, niggaz tellin me to kill it

Knowin when I get out, they gonna feel it

Witness the realest, a whoridah when I put the shit inside

Then 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 your nigga right beside ya

Hopin ya listenin I catch you payin attention to my ambitions as a

ridah

Chorus 2.5X

[Čavar]

As The World Turns

[2Pac]
As the world turns..
As the world turns my ni**az grow and grow and grow
and get dough and roll and ride
ni**az die and mommas cry
ni**az got alibis and suicides and homicides
and three strikes and yo' life and my life and times change
And ni**az fame, as the world turns..

Though I walk thru the valley of hell the shadow follows me
Wisdom hard to swallow tomorrow expect apologies
You probably panic, stranded in search of a better planet
Realism hard to understand, we stand slanted
and still stranded, merciless thieves stole the best of me
I pray to black Jesus to please take the rest of me
And still, the best of us build, and reach monetary gains
Some of us kill, but still, most of us can change
if we search deeper, god bless the hustler, curse the first sleeper
Enemies get beside me, flows go deeper inside
We we ride plots keep all my enemies blinded
Time will soon show, a thought can last for years
Outshinin them fakes smile plastic tears
like last year, ni**az stuck in the past, and it's clear
Just some busta a*s bastards allergic to cash this year
Makaveli for the Mob, M-O-B
Killin bustaz is my motherf**kin job, him or me
Lyrically fatally driven, ni**az reported missin
My competition dead or in prison, as the world turns...

[Chorus: Darryl 'Big D' Harper, (Tupac - in background)]

(Turns.. turns, turns, turns, and turns
My ni**az grow and grow and grow
and gettin dough and dough and dough
from this state to that state
from this cell to that cell, as the world turns)

As the world keeps turnin round and round
It's gon' be goin round as the world turns.. and steady turnin

[Young Noble]
As the world turn burnin paths, starin through my rearview
It's a war goin on, and the President is in too
I hear Tu-Pac sayin, "Watch em they'll kill you"
Sippin Thug Pa*sion, scrub actin like he feel you
Steady plottin, ready or not; Outlawz lost
but not forgotten, from Gittere to Compton
A spitter of the hotness, long timeness
So like six I ain't never been rich
I need cream, to buy Ellene a dream house
She no longer fiend out y'all, Outlawww

[Napoleon]
Another lonely ni**a with a 12-gage pump
with a 12-hour rush to run and get this money, f**k these punks
Road rules I swim in the dirt, I stay in some skirt
I hit where it hurts, I ride or die for my turf
I ride or die for Makaveli the legendary war thug ni**a
Kadafi betta unslug this ni**a, Seike betta undrug this ni**a
Out of the buildin we street children with no souls
Our hearts gon' stay cold, the war gon' stay on
We serve em, like Pac told us to, catch em wet with the tec
Hit em in the neck and watch him die like he supposed to
Napoleon the front line soldier, front times over
Rider for the mightly dollar rather drunk or sober
ni**a talkin thug walkin all through yo' squad
Y'all ni**az scared by a dog, I got my fo'-fo' for y'all
It's like a hot, heated day homie, warfare don't play homie
Better be prepared than try to dunk away from these strays homie
Worlds turn, thangs burn, all in one shot
Rest in peace to the fallen soldiers, all that we got
As the world turns..

[Chorus: Darryl 'Big D' Harper, (Tupac - in background)]

(And my ni**az roll and ride, hahaha
ni**az gettin swoll out
And it don't stop and it don't quit
That real s**t! As the world turns..
ni**az die for
How many you ni**az try for this? As the world turns
Murderin methods.. haha OUTLAW!)

As the world keeps turnin round and round
It's gon' be goin round as the world turns.. and steady turnin
As the world keeps turnin round and round
It's gon' be goin round as the world turns..

[E.D.I. Amin]
Only haters caught feelings, when my homie caught millions
And acquired the desired status of boss livin
We cross driven, cornered into a life that's hellish
Payin our dues with bloodshed, ain't s**t y'all could tell us
Fellas - mount up, it's time for battle, it's on now
Two worlds collidin armies ridin soldiers, gone wild
Sometimes I think my glory days was back in my youth
I sought too for family, but I got it lost in these ounces
Now as the world turns court adjourns, I'm sentenced to burn
The cost of my sins too much, nuttin left to earn

[Kadafi]
October 9th 1977 first day out my baby carriage
Married my Mack-11 hit the block playin
Only five years up in this bi**h, poppa runnin from the Feds
Puttin peanut butter on the walls to hide his prints
Me on my own, not yet grown but only man of the home
to protect my zone in these streets I roam
Dough on d-low, downin straight shots of Cristal Brothers
Hundred dollar snot box on cee-lo, f**k eighth
I need a kilo, got a plot, move my block down state
Got the drop on the spot, movin pounds of weight
f**k my fate and lots of loot to burn, a hustler's yearn
for this dirty money earned as this crooked world turns

[Chorus: Darryl 'Big D' Harper (repeats as Tupac speaks)]

[2Pac]
Hahaha.. as the world turns..
and turns and turns and turns.. haha
This for the soldiers out there involved in the everyday struggle
Hopin to bubble, keep on hustlin, as the world turns
Money come and go, hoes come and go, foes come and go
Friends come and go.. my soldiers, stay eternal
Outlaw Immortalz, dedicated
I send this to black Jesus, only he can feed us
When you need us, as the world turns
Throw this s**t in the deck, hahah
ni**az gettin chin checked
From the East to the West best to wear a vest
ni**a we ain't the ones to test, f**k you
As the world turns
Outlaw ridahs, Mutah right beside us
Camillion, wanna make a million
Haha legit, as the world turns.. haha..
Burn baby burn

[Napoleon]
A lot of ni**az get burned as the world turns
A lot of ni**az gettin burned as the world turns..
Gettin burned as the world turns

[Čavar]

Baby Don't Cry (Keep Ya Head Up II)

I feel you {uhh} .. (baby don't)

but you can't, you can't give up

{Hey.. 2Pac what?}


[2Pac + H.E.A.T.]

Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up {Outlawz}
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {Keep ya head up}


[2Pac]

Now here's a story bout a woman with dreams
So picture perfect at thirteen, an ebony queen
Beneath the surface it was more than just a crooked smile
Nobody knew about her secret so it took a while
I could see a tear fall slow down her black cheek
Sheddin quiet tears in the back seat; so when she asked me,
"What would you do if it was you?"
Couldn't answer such a horrible pain to live through
I tried to trade places in the tragedy
I couldn't picture three crazed niggaz grabbin me
For just a moment I was trapped in the pain,
Lord come and take me
Four niggaz violated, they chased and they raped me
Even though it wasn't me, I could feel the grief
Thinkin with your brains blown that would make the pain go
No! You got to find a way to survive
cause they win when your soul dies


[2Pac + H.E.A.T.]

Baby please don't cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby don't cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {never give up}
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up {never give up}
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby don't cry


[Edi Amin]

Uhh
Forget him girl (forget him girl) he ain't gon' never change
I ain't no hater but that nigga lost in the game
After the bright lights and big thangs
he probably could loev you, but he in love with the struggle
Everyday, his mind on gettin mo' (gettin mo')
and never your feelings, he's chasin millions fo' sho'
Uh oh (uh oh), now you bout to have his baby? (dayamn)
Another wild-ass nigga that's gon' drive you crazy
You got too much, mo', livin to do - I'm spittin this to you,
cause you deserve more than what he givin to you (that's right)
Beautiful, black, precious, and complicated
A new millennium dime piece, so fine she
got em all stuck standin still when she come through
Baby take a little mo' time, love'll find you
And show us the sky's blue somebody other than me
gon' give you everything you need, feel me?
{Don't cry-ahhhhh..}


[2Pac + H.E.A.T.]

Baby don't cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {you'll be alright}
Baby don't cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {you'll be alright}
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {keep your head up}
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up {never give up}
Even when the road is hard, never give up {no no.. ohhhh}
Baby don't cry



[Young Noble]

I'm tryin to do all that I can, from jump
Now you losin, you was choosin the wrong man
Dealt the wrong hand, you was young and beautiful
Lost and turned out, what you let that nigga do to you? (Damn)
I knew her since elementary, she blew a kiss to me
Wrote me a note in crayon, wantin to get with me
We was kids, now she got three kids
They see their father e'ryday, and they don't know who he is
Seen him last night, homey roll a E-class
Mad cheese in the stash, still a deadbeat dad
I bring her, Pampers and food, just to stop through
But those, ain't my seeds, nuttin really I could do (nah)
I feel pity for you, you ain't even his wife
Seventeen with three kids, locked down for life
Shoulda chose me, she bout to O.D. from the pressure
Hell nah I won't let her {BABY DON'T CRY}



[2Pac + H.E.A.T.]

Baby don't cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {you'll be alright}
Baby don't cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {baby don't cry}
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {baby baby baby}
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up {no..}
Even when the road is hard, never give up {no-ohhhh}
Baby don't cry, I gotta keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby don't cry, you got to keep your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up {ooooh baby}
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up {keep your head up}
{keep your head up, never give up}
Even when the road is hard, never give up, baby don't cry



[Young Noble]

Uhh, uhh, yeah, don't give up {you'll be alright}
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry



[2Pac + H.E.A.T.]

Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up, baby don't cry



[Edi Amin]

For all the ladies {Soulshock, Karlin}
Baby don't cry
Got to keep your head up {keep your head up}
Makaveli the Don {head up} aight?

[Čavar]

Breathin'

[2Pac]
I'll be tha last muthafucka breathin'
Tell me, who be the last muthafucka breathin?


chorus [2Pac]
Stress, and busta free, enemies give me reason
to be the last muthafucka breathin'
Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin'
now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'

Stress, and busta free, enemies give me reason
to be the last muthafucka breathin'
Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin'
now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'

Verse 1 [2Pac]

Woke up with 50 enemies plotten my death
all 50 seeing visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed
had me creepin 'round corners, homie sleepin in my vest
Shit, I'm like a hostage In this troubled block
call the cops, a thug nigga screamin Westside bustin' double glocks
Hittin corners in my Chevy Surburban
liquor got me drivin up on the curb handle the steerin wheel, swirvin'
Bless me Father I'ma sinner, I'm living in hell
let me live on the streetz cause ain't no peace for me in jail
Getten world-wide exposure
with a bunch of niggaz that don't give a fuck ridin as my souljaz
I just release 'em on a war path, not your average killer
Westside, Outlaw, Bad Boy Killa
Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin'
I murdered all them bustaz now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'


chorus [2Pac]
Stress, and busta free, enemies give me reason
to be the last muthafucka breathin'
Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin'
now I'm the last muthafucka breathin


Verse 2 [Young Noble]

Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt
For all my souljas gone, we burnin' the earth
Outlawz WORLDWIDE, we pack the block
Shootin' rocks at the kid, I'll bust back for Pac
Ask Yak, he'll tell you that it's hell down here
Stale down here, to many jails down here
Why you act like you don't hear me?
Young Noble, Outlaw till these muthafuckas kill me
I'm still breathin'

[Napoleon]

Now we was raised "fuck this life", I rose my right
Holdin' on a tight grip with death in my sight
And the dark is my light, I'm sentacle, sleep-walkin', isn't you?
Walkin' 'round town wit' a pound full of dinner food
Came a long way from a bored-day
Dead away where there's war play
Fuck grands, I'll say, rather die for my A-K
Wit' these fag ass niggaz, see-through glass ass niggaz
Only ride my niggaz, ghetto is mash ass niggaz
Breathin'


chorus [2Pac]
Stress, and busta free, enemies give me reason
to be the last muthafucka breathin'
Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin'
now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'


Verse 3 [Kastro]

I walk around with a knife in my back
Talkin' bout a bad day, I live a life like that
It's a fear, and I'm losin' my hair, bless the houlogans
Catch me, I'm fallin' out flat, yo, I'm ruinin'
Breathin' is suicant, no one give a fuck about me
I leaned to like it like that, when I was still wit' mommy
Besides a seed that the devil run from
In the belly of the beats, that's where the fuck we come from
And still breathin'

[EDI]

And still I'm totally wasted, they want me to face this
Just lost 2 of my closes, man, one of y'all can take this
But, I'm Makaveli trained, simple and plain
We number 1 muthafucka, bout to do it again
Shit, Pac still doin' it, you hoes can't ruin it
2 million everytime he drop, I know you fuckas losin' it
We movin' in for the kill, for a mill
We holdin' the steel, hold the wheel
I'm bout to give these niggaz somethin they can feel
Fakin' real, but we the raw on the cut
Style-bitin' THUGLINE niggaz give it up
We Hit 'Em Up

and we still breathin'
and we still breathin'
and we still breathin'

[2Pac]

We'll be the last muthafucka breathin'

chorus [2Pac]
Stress, and busta free, enemies give me reason
to be the last muthafucka breathin'
Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin'
now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'

Stress, and busta free, enemies give me reason
to be the last muthafucka breathin'
Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin'
now I'm the last muthafucka breathin'

[Čavar]

Can U Get Away

(Conversation between Pac and female)

[Tupac] Wussup, it's Tupac, can u get away?

let me come sooth you up

[Female] You know I gotta man.

[Tupac] I know you gotta man,

but he won't mind if I take you out

[Female] of course, he gonna mind.

[Tupac] let me take you to lunch, i'll have ya back before

he even get home, before anybody see

[Female] I can't.

[Tupac] aww Come on,

[Female] He won't let me.

[Tupac] Pleeeease....

[Female] naw

[Tupac] aight, what's wrong with your eye?

Why you got on glasses?

Ever since I met ya

I can't beat tha pressure

it's like your man don't understand

all he does is stress ya

I can see your state of misory

from tha introduction

ain't nobody suckin' and touchin'

this harmless discussion

maybe we can see a better way

find a brighter day

late night phone conversations

would that be ok?

I don't wanna take up all your time

or be tha next in line

tell me your size

and let me find things with you in mind

I can see your cautious

and i'm carefull not ta scare ya

but anticipation of love makein'

got ya shakin' when i'm standin' near ya

use of precision will prepare ya

in case you get scared

just ask the man in tha mirror

now tha pictures getten clearer

all he does is hit ya hard

I tell ya to leave

and you tell me keep my faith in god

I don't understand

I just wanna bring ya home

I wonder should I leave ya alone

find a woman of my own

all tha homies tell me that you don't deserve it

I contimplate

but in my heart I know ya worth it

tell me

can U get away ?

Chorus

ebony, can U get away, let's go

So much pressure in tha air

and I can't get away

i'm not happy

I know what's wrong

So much pressure in tha air

and I can't get away

i'm not happy

do you love that man?

Could it be my destiny to be lonely

and be checkin' for these hoochies that be on me

cause they phoney

but you was different

I got no need to be suspicious

cause I can tell

my life with you would be delicious

tha way ya lick ya lips and shake ya hips

got me addicted

i'm sitten here hopen that we can find some way to

kick it

even though I got your digits gotta struggle to

resist it

slowly advance

and miss my chance

not to miss it you blow me kisses

when he ain't lookin

now your hearts tooken

my only wish is that you change your mind

and he get shook

I wanna take you there

but you scared to follow

come see tommorrow

hopen I can take you through tha pain and sorrow

and let you know I care

that someones there for your struggle

depend on me

when you have needs

or there's trouble

I wanna give you happiness and maybe even more

I told you before

not time to waste

we can hook up at the store

Can U get away ?

Chorus

There's so much pressure in tha air

and I can't get away

[yeah you can]

i'm not happy

[Can U get away

So much pressure in tha air

and I can't get away

i'm not happy

I feel like remincsin' and I hope ya listen

In tha position and tha pressure and all for competition

me and you

was meant to be my destiny

no longer lonely

cause it's time for you and me

all I can see

a happy home

that's my fantasy

but my reality

is problems with your man and me

what can I do?

don't wanna loose ya to tha sucker

cause if he touch ya

I got some drama for that busta

don't wanna rush ya

but make your mind up fast

nobody knows

or who controls

will it last

before I ask

I hope you see that i'm sincere

and even if ya stay with him

today i'm still here

I refuse to give up

cause I believe in what we share

ya livin' in prison

and what he's givin can't compare

cause everything I feel for you

I wanna let you know

passion will be yours

and i'll never let you go

tell me

Can U get away ?

Chorus

So much pressure in tha air

and I can't get away

i'm not happy

all I wanna know, can U get away

So much pressure in tha air

and I can't get away

i'm not happy

if you really wanted to get away, you could get away

[Tupac Speaking]

You ain't got to go through all this drama

and this stress

with this old half a man, you know what i'm sayin?

I ain't tryin to put you in a position

where you gotta give up your

lifestyle to hafta get with me but uh,

he ain't even takin care of you

he's beatin' on you and shit

look how you look

some motherfucken wanna be baby, you know what i'm sayin?

shake that sucker to tha left

and let me show you what this life is really about

you know what i'm sayin

you need to be on first class

need to be goin' to hawaii and seeing tha world

and seein what this world got to offer you

not goin to, you know what i'm sayin,

the emergency room and getten stitches

cause this nigga done got a temper

don't cry, it's all good

can U take me from here

can U take me from here

[Čavar]

Case Of The Misplaced Mic

They finally did it (what's that?)

They stole the mic I grip

Now that it's gone (what's wrong?)

I'm feelin tired and sick (How did they do it?)

I don't know I wasn't sleepin that long

When I woke up (what happened brother?)

My microphone was gone

At first i panicked (how?) I put the cops on the case

But they were stuck (damm?) Without a clue or a trace

So sure as smokin cigarettes is bad for your health

If I want my microphone back I'll find it myself

So I picked up the phone (for what?)

I called Dizzy

Dizzy: what's up?

My mic is gone

Dizzy: Word?

Let's get busy

Before I could tell Dizzy What I wanted to do

He was over at my house with the TMS crew

He said

Dizzy: Word is out in every mouth

In the street now that your mic is gone

It's not long until your beat

And then it hit me (Damm)

I got a battle at six

Without my microphone I'm guaranteed to get whipped

You might think it's unbelivable but word to the strength

when it comes to rockin rhymes I'm a musical nymph

They gave me other mics but yo it wasn't no use

I tried to rock One two one two

But I couldn't get loose I said forget it

My microphone or not I gotta do it

Give it all that I go (What if u loose?) It be the first time I lost

But if I beat em I'll finally prove I'm the boss

I grabbed my leather jacket Walked through the streets

Suckers was hopin and preyin Strictly Dope would get beat

I begin to get hyped I was ready to fight

Yo I was confident that I'd win

To hell with the mic

I hopped up to the stage Dizzy started the beat

suckers shivered cause he Tasted defeat

Then I signaled to Dizzy Bust a rhyme off my head

Perpetrator fell back (Huh?) And then he was dead

I was happy as hell Cause I was lucky that nite

Put my hand in my pocket And there was my mic

THE CASE OF THE MISPLACED MIC

STRICTLY DOPE IN THE HOUSE

[Čavar]

Catchin' Feelings

Hahaha
Oh yeah
My home boys might squabble but we don't fall down (never)
Hahaha
Yeah
Huh
My home boys might squabble but we don't fall down
Ugh
Yeah
My home boys might squabble but we don't fall down (hey)
(Westside, westside)
Part two of the war
Bring it, lets do it
Huhuhuh

[Verse 1: Tupac]
Cross this nigga here
Now Biggie tell me who do you fear?
Ain't a living soul breathing shall pump no fear here
My last four flashed then I mashed his ass, bastard
Fuck with me bet I blast your ass
So many follow but can't reach me
Caught in a maze
Catch em, mimicking my style trying to walk this way
Impossible my posse dropping you, we Death Row riders
No need to beg motherfucker ain't no mercy inside us
Feeling blessed, the richer I get the more I stress
Smoking lye watching time fly, waiting for death
Dear God I been feeling like I'm close to Jesus
Paranoid with my pistols close, smoking trees
Keep my eyes on my foes, those close to me
Watching niggas catch strays, shake, choke and bleed
Me, a mercenary for the streets
Check my pedigree
Busting motherfuckers it's the thug in me
Now niggas talk a lotta Bad Boy shit then get to squealing
Bitch made catching feeling
Hahaha

[Chorus] X2
Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming bye bye bitches
Untouchable sound
Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catching Feelings

[Verse 2: Napolean]
Yeah, Napolean.
Picture me sipping on 1-5-1
Drunk then a motherfucker
Dropping my gun
Or as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun
But that ain't me
Dog my minds now clear
And that ain't fair dog
Your heart pump fear
In the state I *censored*
You better hide nigga *censored* is near
And you know just as well I do
You ain't no killer
So kill that
You wouldn't kill if you had to
We might wobble but we don't fall down
We take the gospel from Makaveli
Pass it around
Ahhhh, shit
We gonna taste the power
We started the thug trend
The game is ours
Now we coast together
Put our thoughts together
Won't question will we die together
Cause the hour is soon to come
Kadafi trained soldier
I show you how to use your gun
Bring it

[Chorus] x2
Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming bye bye bitches
Untouchable sound
Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catching Feelings

[Verse 3]
We Yelling
M - A - D - E
N - I - Double G
A
Motherfuckers
And we here to stay
From curb surfing
We working the industry
You kidding me
It's really nothing to me and my king
You see
We in the big things
Eat a dick man
If your hating
We gone ride
'Till the wheels fall off
Pay attention
Screaming
Bye bye bitches
Untouchable sound (ugh)
Ride or die niggas
And we hunting you down
Representing all the real niggas stuck in the trap
Banging out with the po po
Trying to get to some mo'
Street life
Young strugglers
Racing the clock
Ain't no telling when it all can end
Roll or rock
That's the world
With feelings
This a mans world youngin'
The bitches in business
So learn a 'lil something
Hey
Stop running your mouth
You're on the verge of squealing
Bitch made catching feelings
Nigga
Ugh

[Chorus] *2
Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming bye bye bitches
Untouchable sound
Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catching Feelings

[Verse 4]
Everybody's a gangsta
But don't put in work
Instead of putting on the armor
Niggas put on a skirt
These drugs ain't helping
It only making it worse
And the streets ain't got nothing for me but herbs
I can't trust the church or the mobs
I can only trust God
And to tell you the truth I gotta ride
I only roll with the real
Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed

[Chorus] x3

Outlaw niggas are you ready to clown
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
Screaming bye bye bitches
Untouchable sound
Niggas hide like hoes when we hit your town
Catching Feelings

[Čavar]

Changed Man

Shit, I'm a changed man
Hey turn the lights up
Still ballin', 2pac up in this bitch
You know how we swing this shit
Look

By age 16 I sold to dope fiends
Not a drug dealer but I watched them closely
Until they noticed me
I got the feds wondering who broke the law
Fuck too inhibited for gun smoke I broke his jaw
Words harder than a fucking diamond
Mobile phone call to Simon, niggas trippin' homie, when we riding?
Fuck 'em slowly like Jodeci
I'd stick a needle in my eye
If I don't live and die for M.O.B
And fuck your homeboys nigga we can drop the guns
I hit your block and we can box for fun
Nigga one on one
Last to fall is a baller cat
It's death row why the fuck u think we call it that?
So if u knew me in my past life
Don't act like we homeboys
Ain't no love in the fast life
I switch gears on them jealous bitches
Who do you fear?
The game plan of a changed man
So what I'm saying is

I changed plans but I'm still the same old ridah
(Fucking with a changed man)
I slang a new dope to the world but the people still buy it up
(Nigga you fucking with a changed man)
All my real thug niggas go and get your hands up now, your gonna flip your hands up
(Fucking with a changed man)
Changed man, you dealing with a changed man

(Hey, eh, eh)

In drop top
Glock cocked
Got rocks in ma socks
Cops spot Watt niggas
But hard to stop niggas
Not if the gat niggas
Doughboys and hot niggas
Who might have shot niggas
But only by strolling
Out for respect
Now days they expect me to be in a Ferrari or the old Lexus
But anything you see flashin past and can't tell
That's me
Gauge on the Escalade back seat
Don't creep
But what u think
T.I. be in them suites?
But don't sleep
Get u hit from your head to feet
Hey u don't know me
I'm fittin' to introduce you to the old me
You walk in, explode it and leave reload
You don't like a record nigga - buck you, blow me
But you will respect me
Or get it in your neck piece chief
No grief nigga still gonna let me be
Or get your insides exposed to the streets, nigga

I changed plans but I'm still the same old ridah
(Your fucking with a changed man)
Slanging new dope to the world but the people still buy it up
(Nigga you fucking with a changed man)
All my real thug niggas go and get your hands up now, your gonna flip your hands up
(Fucking with a changed man)
Changed man, you dealing with a changed man

A niggas so cold when I flow
Bow down to death row
Three wheel motion
Coming through coasting
Who's that nigga in the g-ride
Screaming out m.o.b
Nigga we ride
I hit the charts like a stick up kid
Number one in the nation
I fucked the world
The judge gave me probation
Faced with incarceration
Move tapes like it's big weights
Slanging to the whole nation
Give me mine or I'm blastin';
On every song
Murder my enemies
I'm mashing 'till I'm gone
One love to my thug niggas
And fuck a bitch cause a truce is to love niggas
Throw your hands in the air close your eyes and hope
You ever come against a mass of smoke
On death row
My adversaries bleed
But fuck em all 'till the talk cease
Fucking with a changed man

I changed plans but I'm still the same old ridah
(You fucking with a changed man)
Slanging new dope to the world but the people still buy it up
(Nigga you fucking with a changed man)
All my real thug niggas go and get your hands up now, your gonna flip your hands up
(Fucking with a changed man)
Changed man, you dealing with a changed man

[Tupac Talking] (over chorus)

haha, everybody think they understand a nigga
shit u niggas don't know me
ya'll know that nigga on the rap songs
ya'll know that nigga in the movies
you don't know this nigga in 3d
the real live right up against u in front of your face....(shit)
westside
outlaw immortals (hahaha)
nigga you fucking with a changed man (hahaha)
you fucking with a changed man (hahaha)
I ain't the same, you fucking with a changed man
we ain't the same, you fucking with a changed man
we ain't the same, fucking with a changed man
changed man ...

[Čavar]

Changes

-1-

Come on come on

I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself

is life worth living should I blast myself?

I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black

my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch

Cops give a damn about a negro

pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero

Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares

one less hungry mouth on the welfare

First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers

give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other

It's time to fight back that's what Huey said

2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead

I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere

unless we share with each other

We gotta start makin' changes

learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers

and that's how it's supposed to be

How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?

I'd love to go back to when we played as kids

but things changed, and that's the way it is



Bridge w/ changing ad libs

Come on come on

That's just the way it is

Things'll never be the same

That's just the way it is

aww yeah

Repeat



-2-

I see no changes all I see is racist faces

misplaced hate makes disgrace to races

We under I wonder what it takes to make this

one better place, let's erase the wasted

Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right

'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight

and only time we chill is when we kill each other

it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other

And although it seems heaven sent

We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh

It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact

the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks

But some things will never change

try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game

Now tell me what's a mother to do

bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you

You gotta operate the easy way

"I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way

sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"

Well hey, well that's the way it is



Bridge



Talking:

We gotta make a change...

It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes.

Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live

and let's change the way we treat each other.

You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do

what we gotta do, to survive.



-3-

And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace

It's war on the streets & the war in the Middle East

Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs

so the police can bother me

And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do

But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it back to you

Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up,

crack you up and pimp slap you up

You gotta learn to hold ya own

they get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone

But tell the cops they can't touch this

I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this

That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool

my mama didn't raise no fool

And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped

& I never get to lay back

'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs

some buck that I roughed up way back

comin' back after all these years

rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh



Bridge 'til fade