[Enigma]

Following The Sun

 

 

 

Following the sun, to find the one

Who's giving you the wings to fly

Following the sun, the golden one

Losing sense for space and time

 

Can you feel the waves of life

(Can you) hear the sigh of love

Do you believe in it ?

 

Following the sun, just for the one

Till you'll find the door you thought

Following the sun, like everyone

Searching for a sign of hope

 

Have a look up to the sky

See the billion stars above

Cos (maybe) on one of them

You'll spend your further life

[Enigma]

Weightless

 

 

 

Weightless, my baby's asleep

Some things just disappear…

 

Weightless, my baby's asleep

Floating, dreaming

No danger – just sweet...

[Enigma]

In The Shadow, In The Light

 

 

 

I promise you, for all my life

I’ll be Always on your side

In the shadow, in the light.

 

I’ll follow you, wherever life goes

But I’ll always be aside

In the shadow, in the light.

 

But if we don’t understand…

Hell is happy, heaven is sad

And that’s the result of our brain…

Insane…

 

Caravan of life

By day and by night

Every tile’s a part of life

If it’s shadow, or if it’s light

 

I promise you, even when the tide is high

I’ll be always on your side

In the shadow, in the light

[Enigma]

Total Eclipse Of The Moon

 

 

 

Miles away from light at noon

Total eclipse of the moon

Many reasons to believe in life

Just listen what it's telling you

 

Come and have a look inside

Total eclipse of the moon

Don't be childish, don't be so cruel

I'm feeling just lonely without…. without you

 

I can see the wide horizons

But debts have to be paid

Our ways will cross again someday

Believe, and come back to you…I'll see you soon

 

Time doesn't say hello

Total eclipse of the moon

Many nights in our lives before

I was dreaming to be just beside…beside you

 

Total eclipse of the moon…I'll see you soon

[Enigma]

Look Of Today

 

 

 

Come in and see the newest things

Feel what just money can bring

Don't you know, that's the load of today

 

You have a problem, I can help

Buy it and be yourself

Cos you know, that's the look of today

 

So many trends just fade away

Before you can wear it, it's a passé

But you know, that's the look of today

 

You are so stylish, you are so vain

Sometimes I think you have no brain

But you know, that's the look of today

[Enigma]

Boum Boum

 

 

 

My heart goes BBB

Every time I think of you

Heart's going BBB

Lost control what shall I do?

 

Cos I wanna be your lover

Till the end of our lives

I could never miss again

These loving eyes

 

My heart goes BBB

Every time I think of you

I feel that BBB

No control of what I'll do

 

Simplicity, complexity, oh what a tragedy

Reality, insanity, strange normality

Incredible, untouchable, but just visual

And I want you, just you but natural

 

My heart goes BBB

When any mind is touching you

Inside that BB

Only light inside my gloom

[Enigma]

Incognito

 

 

 

Like a shadow on the wall

If you come or if you go

Who you are, nobody knows

Can't get behind…incognito

 

You are capturing my soul

If I want, or if I don't

Not protected by the law

But still… incognito

 

Like a shadow on the wall

Free access around the world

Who you are, nobody knows

Eyes without face…. incognito.

[Enigma]

 

Voyageur

 

 

 

Viens chez moi voyageur

Viens, viens voyageur

Viens, viens chez moi voyageur

Je t'attends, je t'attends, viens voyageur

[2Pac]

Loyal To The Game (Dj Quik Remix)

 

 

 

[2Pac]

Now I've got to ask, on a nigga's ######, tell me will they blast me?

I think of an alias in case these crooked ###### ask me

Now, it's gettin crazy after dark, these NARC's

be like tryin to shut me down but I'm too smart

Now picture me scared of the penitentiary

I've been movin these things since the days of elementary

Now tell me what you need when you see me

I'm stackin G's, buyin all the things on TV, believe me

I got some killers on my payroll, and they know

When it's time to handle business, nigga lay low

Although I'm young, I'm still comin up

I'm gettin paid, pullin razors on niggaz when they runnin up

The first to pull a strap when there's drama - busta you ain't heard?

I've been slicin ###### since I lost my mama

There ain't a cop that can stop me

My posse is ###### D, and they don't quit until they drop me

I'm loyal to the game

 

[Chorus]

{"Prince of peace must hear our plea"}

{"Told life you'd be back"} {"There you were"}

{"Prince of peace must hear our plea"}

{"Everybody look around"} {"There is no hope"}

{"Prince of peace must hear our plea"}

{"Brothers we better get hip"}

 

[big Syke]

My mama say I'm crazy cause I'm all about the hood

I can't get my ###### together but I'm on leather and wood

And the hood is all I know, patrol and circle the block

Off the curb and niggaz swerve, serve a smoker a rock

And I'm hot like fish grease and nigga so is my Caddy

And I'm steady catchin static, move the traffic to the alley

Out in Cali niggaz rally others all for the soil

Mix the work with bakin soda and get the water to boil

OH NO can't no busters hang, I hope you feel me mayne

Cause snitches ###### and they ain't been loyal to the game

My niggaz feel my pain, when sunshine turn to rain

You know these buster ###### came to ###### the game

And it's a shame I see the mark in they eyes

When they yellin that he tellin get to me, no surprise, nigga

 

[Chorus]

 

{"And come off this trip"}

 

[DJ Quik]

Loyalty, undeservedly, never heard of me

I, be the exception, the epitome of adaption

The superficial surroundings, bullets fiends cockhounds and

enemies in my family extortin schemin and scammin me (pop pop)

I'm like loose rollin, I'm growin until the diesel hit me

I'm badder than bruised, and madder havin to choose

'tween happiness and the blues, and who be fillin my shoes

when I done had it with crews, ecstatic to see me lose

But panic when I be smooth, I'm manic but I'm no fool

Y'all rappin I'm talkin cool, and Columbine is not cool

In Compton they shoot up schools too, ridin by to see who's who

###### the shotty they cruise through, rock the body blood ooze through

Tell his family that dude's blue, no comin back

from him scrappin when niggaz was packin and he wasn't packin too

So if you feel me you know when they try to kill me they slow

I seen from 'round the corner with mirrors and creeped up on 'em

 

[Chorus] - 5/6ths

 

{"Thugs throw like wine down a nigga's throat

if this ###### don't STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP!"}

[2Pac]

A Crooked Nigga Too (Raphael Saadiq Remix)

 

 

 

Yo 'Pac yo, I heard you got beat up by the police

Got a big fat lawsuit and everything

Niggaz just wanna know

if you still gon' be on some crooked-###### sheeeit

 

[2Pac]

Please tell me what's a nigga to do, and it's true

Ain't nuttin new, so I do, what I can to get through

Now first they had me trapped and now I'm ######

A loaded AK-47 lay under my head so I don't trip

One ###### from the Underground

And Big Stretch buckin niggaz if they ###### around

Yo why I got beef with police?

Ain't that a ###### that ###### got a beef with me

They make it hard for me to sleep

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deep

I guess it's hard for you to see

But now I'm pointin the finger at police

instead of them ###### blamin me

I got the right to bear a pistol

And when the punk ###### get to trippin I got ###### too

And maybe then you'll see the truth (hell yeah)

But until then, I gotta do what I do

and stay a crooked nigga too

 

[Chorus: Raphael Saadiq]

I've got to do, what I'm gon' do

I'm gon' say what I'm gon' say

I'm gon' live how I live - how else you want a nigga to live?

I'm gon' do, what I do

I'm gon' say, what I say

I'm gon' live how I live - how do you want a nigga to live?

 

[2Pac]

Y'know you really can't say that ya blame niggaz

###### bein tame, set aflame, time to aim triggers

2Pac'll spark a revolution, ###### the Constitution

I want my bucks for restitution

This time you got a bigger problem

Time to face the niggaz from South Central, Oakland, Brooklyn and Harlem

And we ain't shootin at each other

That's my ###### brother, so Dave Duke, run for cover

And all the ###### from the Klan

Come feel the wrath of a black man that doesn't smoke crack and

I don't drink St. Ides (###### that!)

Genuine Draft, ganja ganja, and my ###### tec-9

They know they scared to see us sober

Stop drinkin King Cobra, and niggaz'll take the world over

It's all up to you (up to you)

Blame the Korean, blame the jew, or be a crooked nigga too

 

[Chorus]

 

[2Pac]

Aiyyo! Why me? Play like Jasmine Guy and try me

I'll be damned if I die, come look at the rage in my eyes G

They got my homies in a jail cell

And it's the Rebel and the Devil, and one of us is goin to Hell

I got the whole place covered, with loc'd out brothers

And nuttin but love for each other

So ###### make a motion

I give a ######, slice you up, and throw your ###### in the ocean

Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga

but they hate it when we pop the cops

That's when they gettin petrol

You better watch your step or you'll be left on death row

But I learn to look ahead of me

Stay strapped watch your back keep your eyes on the enemy

We blowin up precincts and OOOH

You can't ###### with the crew, of crooked nigga too

 

[Chorus]

 

[Raphael Saadiq]

It's the coldest town from here to Georgia

(I'm a crooked nigga too)

It's the coldest town from here to Georgia

It's the coldest town from here to Georgia

(I'm a crooked.. crooked nigga too)

It's the coldest town from here to Georgia

Y'all gon' stop ###### with me

 

[Chorus] - repeat to fade

[2Pac]

Hennessey (Red Spyda Remix)

 

 

 

Nigga ###### that gin & juice, I'm ###### with Hennessy

Just pour me a glass of that dark ######

That's right

 

[Chorus]

[2Pac] They wanna knows my role model, it's in a brown bottle

[s.B.] Ooooh, ba-ba, ba-ba-dahhhhh

[2Pac] Hennessy (Hennessy) hahaha, yeah

[2Pac] They wanna knows my role model, it's in a brown bottle

[s.B.] Ooooh, ba-ba, ba-ba-dahhhhh

[2Pac] Hennessy (Hennessy)

 

[Verse One: 2Pac]

Now I was born in the gutter facin life or death

I was a thug ever since my mama gave me breath

These ###### wanna see me die, so who am I

to try to warn 'em, I buck and bomb 'em, them niggaz fry

Hey, remember me? Down that Hennessy

The nigga you don't wanna see, let me procede

My definition of some thug ######, y'all don't hear me

Now that it's poppin ain't no love ######

I maintain in the game in the gutter's where I still kick it

I'm tryin to hustle up a meal ticket

I'm still wicked in my ways, a hustler 'til my dyin days

Ain't nuttin wrong with gettin paid, so nigga blaze

Cause we some ###### fools

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggaz makin moves

Even the cops can't stop us, my enemies flip

when they see me drink a fifth of that Hennessy

 

[Chorus] w/ minor variations

 

[Verse Two: Edi Amin]

Yeah

Up late nights (c'mon) under the city lights

The Henn got me feelin right, I'm tryin to keep from swervin

She's so fine and she love Henn too

After a couple of shots she said, "I could do what I wanna do"

(That's right) We ain't sippin champagne (nah) we off the Henn-Rock

Alcoholics back at the liquor sto' cause we can't stop (can't stop)

And won't stop (we won't stop) all night long

'til the break of dawn, gettin it on, Hennessy

 

[sleepy Brown]

Ooooh, lady watchin (lady watchin) as I'm glidin by (glidin by)

And the place is jumpin.. that I can't deny (no, noo, no)

Ooh I can't wait to go in, throw my glass in the sky (glass in the sky)

For the people partyin, 'til the mornin light

 

[Chorus] w/ minor variations

 

[2Pac] Hahaha, y'all niggaz can't ###### with this ol' thug ######

 

[Chorus]

 

[sleepy Brown - over Chorus second half]

We keep on sippin, and sippin, and sippin

 

[s.B.] Keep on sippin, and sippin, and sippin, ba-ba, ba-ba-dahhhhh, Hennessy

[2Pac]

Po Nigga Blues (Scott Storch Remix)

 

 

 

(feat. Ron Isley)

 

[Girl]

 

Scott Storich(??)

 

[Hook (Tupac)]

 

Why'd you sland crack? I had to

Why'd you sland crack? Cuz I had to

Why'd you sland crack? Cuz I had to

A nigga gotta pay the ###### bills

 

[Verse 1 (Tupac)]

 

Crazy, I gotta look at what you gave me, claimin I'ma criminal when you the one that made me

They got me trapped in this slavery

now I'm lost in the holocaust headin for my grave G

I told Sam he could ###### the war, and got a busted jaw for sayin "###### the law"

And if you wonder why I'm mad, check the record

Whats a nigga gotta do to get respected

Sometimes I think I'm getting tested, and if I don't say "yes" a nigga quick to get arrested

That's the reason I stay zestin(??), I keep a vest on my chest incase the cops is getting

restless

Walkin round ready to light ###### up, because my life is ######, some say I'm slightly nuts

Buck buck is the sound as I move up, other niggas pay attention when a fool bust

They make a nigga be a killer, I used to be a dealer but they wanted to see whos realer

Now them same mother fuckas wanna murder me, and I wonder if the lord ever heard of me

I need loot, so I'm doin what I do, and don't say ###### until you've walked in my shoes,

Theres no other destiny to choose, I had nothing left to lose, so I'm singin the po nigga blues

 

[Hook]

 

[Verse 2 (Tupac)]

 

Coppin these brand new shoes, but what the ###### can a nigga do, my little boy gotta eat too

So why must I sock a fella? Just live large like rocafella

And did you ever stop to think? I'm old enough to go to war but I aint old enough to drink

Cops wanna hit me with the book, and you hooked on my "I don't give a ######" look

Makin rules, I'ma break em, no matter how much you make em, show me bakin, I'ma take em

So don't you ever temp me, I'm a fool for mine nigga, and my pockets stay big(??)

To my brother in the barrio, you livin worse then the niggas in ghetto so

I give a ###### about your language or complexion, you got love for the niggas in my section

You got problems with the punk police, don't run from the chumps, get the pump from me

We aint free, I'll be damned if I played a chip for a blonde haired blue eyed Caucasian ######

Down with my home boy rich, ###### a snitch and groupie ###### ######

And a nigga with a cellular phone, leave his baby at home so he can go out and bone(huh)

And you wonder why we blazin niggas, cuz you punks haven babies cant raise the niggas

And they damned to be ###### ups too, drink 40s of brew, singin the nigga blues

 

[Hook]

 

Why'd you sland crack? Cuz I had too

Why'd you sland crack? Cuz I had too

Why'd you sland crack? Cuz I had too

And now I'm headin for the mother ###### in PEN

[2Pac]

Thug 4 Life

 

 

 

(2pac)

HAHA

Thug for life nigga

Can't you read the signs?

ay ###### it man

 

(Whatchu doin?) Mobbin' like a ###### stuck

Can you put your middle finger out the window gettin' ###### off - liquor

Get loaded can't control it

Nigga pass me the blunt and let me roll it

You get the bones act to the whole stack

Thats fo sho black

To be a mack and keep your dough fat

And tell me what does it take to be a G?

I started with a quarter ounce and bounced to a key

You gotta watch your back stay strapped, be alert

Started as a young muthafucka doin' dirt

And now im in the rap game like the crack game

I got enemies

Can't pretend to see my friends are not my enemies

And even thug muthafuckas wanna have fun

Stuck it, buckin' my muthafuckin magnum

What does it take to be a G?

Silence is a must, violence is a plus

Plus, shots at my adversaries

Dem niggaz scary best it's time to be buried

Cause ill be buckin' in a ###### hurry

 

Chorus X3

 

Tell em'

Thug for life

High till' I die

When em' stupid ###### ###### ask why?

 

2pac

 

Game? Thicker than most of these tricks

I got my mind on makin' money,

But you stuck on these fake ######

And jealous muthafuckas can't see

That it's the fame that caught these stupid ######, pass the ###### free

So tell me why u sweatin' a muthafucka like me?

A young nigga tryin' to a hustle up some G's

You ###### ###### playa hatin' hoes speakin' down on niggas

Jumpin' around at the shows

And your the first muthafucka to jump

To the trunk when it's time for fun

Little trick ###### punk

Thug muthafuckas don't die we get high and we multiply

Muthafuckaa!!

Give a holla to my niggas in the Bay

I'm livin' in LA still clutchin' on my AK

 

Chorus X6

 

Tell em'

Thug for life

High till' I die

When em' stupid ###### ###### ask why?

 

THUG FOR LIFE BIATCH!!

 

Yeah nigga, thug life, from now till' the muthafuckin' ever

Havenotz in this muthafucka

YEAH, No doubt

[2Pac]

Hennessey

 

 

 

featuring Obie Trice

 

{Obie Trice}

Ha ha, yeah

 

{Tupac}

Nigga ###### that Gin and Juice (Hennessy)

 

Just Pour a nigga a glass

 

Hennessy, that dark ###### (That's right)

 

{Obie Trice}

Hey pour me some of that too baby

 

[Chorus: Tupac/Obie Trice]

They wanna know who's my role model

It's in the brown bottle (Yo what's our ###### motto nigga?)

Hennessy

 

They wanna know who's my role model

It's in the brown bottle (You know our ###### motto)

Hennessy

 

{Tupac}

Ha ha ha ha, Y'all niggaz can't ###### with this whole thug ###### (Hennessy)

 

{Obie Trice}

That's what your sippin on

Now what's you name nigga?

 

{Tupac}

Big ballin ###### nigga named Pac

 

[Verse 1: Tupac]

Now I was born in the gutter facing life or death

I was a thug ever since my momma gave me breath

These motherfuckaz wanna see me die

So who am I to try to warn ‘em, I'll buck and bomb ‘em, them niggas fry

Hey remember me? Down that Hennessy

The nigga you don't wanna see, let me proceed

My definition of some thug ######, y'all don't hear me?

Now that it's poppin aint no love ######

I maintain in the game, in the gutter is where I still kick it

I'm tryin to hustle up a meal ticket

I'm still wicked in my ways, a hustler till my dying days

Aint nothin wrong with gettin paid

So nigga blaze, cuz we some ###### fools

Walkin through the streets wearing jewels

Breakin niggaz, fakin moves

Even the cops can't stop us

My enemies flip when the see me drink a fifth of that Hennessy

 

[Chorus: Tupac/Obie Trice]

They wanna know who's my role model

It's in the brown bottle (Yo what's our ###### motto nigga?)

Hennessy

 

They wanna know who's my role model

It's in the brown bottle (You know our ###### motto)

Hennessy

 

{Tupac}

Ha ha ha, Y'all niggaz can't ###### with this whole thug ###### (Hennessy)

 

{Obie Trice}

That's what I'm sippin on

Now let me tell ‘em who I be

 

{Tupac}

Big ballin ###### nigga named Trice

 

[Verse 2: Obie Trice]

Now I was born in Detroit on the side that's west

Troubled child, commin up I had to ride I guess

Tried to apply myself, but niggas was ballin

My momma couldn't tell me ######, the streets was callin

I was often involved with niggaz breakin the law

I look back Pac nigga, we was bankin off raw

P Funk, got it pumpin, he had the connects

Through the sack to us little niggaz workin the set

And if you got it you getting wet, nigga bet on that

Don't come around hurr on that floss ######

Detroit niggaz off ######

(Robbin niggaz in the door ways) That's right

(With my 4-4, that's the sure way)

And this your old days, all eyez on me

We was loony I suppose you could (die homie)

O Trice always repped his block

Pass the Hen' and that Ice, I'm on a track with Pac nigga

[2Pac]

Don't You Trust Me?

 

 

 

I ain't got time for this man I'm out

 

[Chorus]

You should stop for awhile you will find me standing there (Don't you trust me?)

Over here at the side of your life (Not that I don't trust you)

You spend all your hours just rushing around

Do you have a little time to have a little time for me?

 

As soon as I leave the house you wanna page me

See you got me trapped I'm going crazy this is slavery

You act like it's outrageous give me space it won't get better

And maybe we will argue and be through with all these sorry letters

Soon as I come home it's like I get the third degree

Where ya been and who you with I get no room to breathe It makes me wanna leave

I'm sick of these tricks up your sleeve

Your suspicious I decieve give me grief without belief but to me

If you really trust me then it's pitiful

Question me about my whereabouts that's so trivial

Let me live my life and you can live yours

Just be there to help me and support that's what your here for

Not to give me stress and add to pressure

Home is where I go the rest I go to pass the test

I'm sorry if I left you all alone

But I couldn't make it home so we argue on the phone

Don't you trust me?

 

[Chorus]

 

Callin' up my house to hang it up You think that makes sense

Tell me what it takes for us to shake so we can be friends

It's time for us to take our seperate paths

We had a lot of laughs but the good things come to pass

Let's think of the evil break don't make it scandoulous

Try to be mature til your sure that we can handle this

Your sayin I'm too busy I ignore you

I guess you didn't hear me when I said that I cared for you

But now it seems the arguments are nightly

I wanna hold you tightly but instead you wanna fight me

So why let it stress and aggravate me

Instead I'd rather break hope you don't hate me

You tell me that you love me but your lyin'

Fightin back the urge to start cryin'

I wipe away your tears come and hug me

I love you like you love me

Girl...don't you trust me?

 

[Chorus]

 

I hangup the phone (click)

I can't barely hear you yellin' at me

Maybe we should end it neither one of us are happy

You know that I'm emotional you milk me

Comin' over crying just to get me feelin' guilty

You and me were met to be it yet

You always wanna sweat and how much closer can we get (don't fret)

Just set me back my things and I'll be outie

This time I'm breakin out you let your mouth overcrowd me

I can't take the beefin' and the griefin'

I get no room to sleep I hope it ceases cause I'm leavin'

Maybe next time you'll be a little more sure

When I can give you more when you unsure

But baby until then I gotta leave ya

It's not that I don't need ya but see ya

And I hope that you understand why I bust it

Not becuase we rushed it (hell no)

But girl don't you trust me?

 

[Chorus]

 

Not that I don't trust you

Don't you trust me?

 

Not that I don't trust you

Don't you trust me?

 

Not that I don't trust you

[2Pac]

A Crooked Nigga Too

 

 

 

(Intro)

Yeah nigga

Yo Pac (That's right)

Yo, I heard you got beat up by the police

Got a big fat lawsuit and everything (yeah)

Niggaz just wanna know if your still gonna be on some crooked ###### nigga ######

 

(2pac Verse 1)

Please tell me what's a nigga to do and it's true

Ain't nuttin' new so I do what I can to get through

Now first they had me trapped and now I'm ######

A loaded AK47 layin on my hips so don't trip

One ###### from the underground

And Big Stretch buckin' niggaz if they ###### around

Yo, why ya'll got beef with police?

Ain't that a ###### them ###### gotta beef with me

They make it hard for me to sleep

I wake up at the slightest peep and my sheets are 3 feet deep

I guess it's hard for you to see

But now I'm pointin the finger at police instead of ###### blamin' me

I got the right to bear a pistol

And when them punk ###### get to trippin' I got ###### too

And maybe then you'll see the truth

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

 

(Chorus)

It's all up to you

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww)

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

It's all up to you

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww) Oooh!

You can't ###### with the crew, a crooked nigga too

 

(2pac Verse 2)

You know you really can't say that you blame niggaz

###### bein' tame, set a flame, tryin' to aim triggaz

2pac'll spark a revolution, ###### the constitution

I want my bucks for restitution

This time you got a bigger problem

Time to face the niggas from South Central, Oakland, Brooklyn and Harlem

And we ain't shootin' at eachother (###### no), that's a ######' brother

So save two, run for cover

And other ###### from the clan

Come feel the wrath of a black man that doesn't smoke crack and

I don't drink St. Ides (###### that!)

Genuine draft ganja ganja and my ######' Tec-9

They know their scared to see us sober (awwwww)

Cobra - And niggaz will take the world over

It's all up to you (up to you) Blame the Korean (###### that)

I'll be a crooked nigga too

 

(Chorus)

It's all up to you

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww)

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

It's all up to you

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww) Oooh!

You can't ###### with the crew, a crooked nigga too

 

(2pac Verse 3)

Pardon me, ??? has been God and try me

I'll be damned if I die come look at the rage in my eyes G

They got my homies in a jail cell

Now it's the rebel and the devil and one of us is goin' to hell

I got the whole place covered with loc'ed out brothers

And nothing but love for eachother

So ###### make a motion

I give a ######, slice you up, and throw your ###### in the ocean

Temperatures drop

See it's cool to shoot a nigga but they hate it when we pop the cops

That's when they gettin' petrol

You better watch your step or you'll be left on deathrow

But I learned to look ahead of me

Stay strapped, watch your back, keep your eyes on the enemy

We blowin' up precincts and oooohhhh you can't ###### with the crew

A crooked nigga too

 

(Chorus)

It's all up to you

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww)

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

It's all up to you

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww) Oooh!

You can't ###### with the crew, a crooked nigga too

[2Pac]

Who Do You Love?

 

 

 

(Intro x5)

Maybe its the thug in me

 

(verse 1)

Ever since I was a young scrub

I was a thug on the corner with my niggaz slangin drugs

Im runnin from the narcs when they pass by dont ask why

Im a hustler till my ###### die

Even if I do come up I be ready when they run up, huh

Ill be a nut to put my gun up, huh

I never trust these hoes at all, ###### with them tramp ###### ###### who suppose to fall

since she played you for you money but the ###### was cool

Guess its true niggaz be ###### 2

you cant see how she worked you, all up in her skirt

now you looking like a jerk, cause she hurt you

now heads up dont be a playa hater

Just peep game keep your mind on your money watch the ###### change

see hoes love thugs, and thugs love loot

hand it over ###### fore I shoot

Who do u love

 

(chorus x2)

Maybe its the thug in me

Maybe its the thug in me

Tell me who do you love?

Maybe its the thug in me

Maybe its the thug in me

Who do you love?

 

 

(verse 2)

Im livin that

Thug life baby, steady smoking indo going crazy

baby come and hug me when you rub me, turn the lights down

we in the dark do you love me

everybody is talking bout they know me

but they aint down like my ###### homies

tell me what you need when you see me

and we can get it on biatch take it easy

dont try to hold me, control me

but you can take my number, baby call me when you lonely

cause its a mans world, aint no need to ask why

Im high till i die, and strapped with my 4-5

cause you can loose it in the gutter

I wonder if I die by the hands of another broke ######

they call me the alcoholer Im all in, thug 4 life nigga ballin

Im gettin tired of these hoes tryna play me

you cant fade me, me and my niggaz going crazy

all day long Im straight thuggin, and contantly mean muggin

breakin the ###### that be buggin, tell me who do you love

 

(chorus x2)

Maybe its the thug in me

Maybe its the thug in me

Tell me who do you love?

Maybe its the thug in me

Maybe its the thug in me

Who do you love?

[2Pac]

N.I.G.G.A (Never Ignorant About Getting Goals Accomplished)

 

 

 

featuring Jadakiss

 

[intro] (2Pac)

Niggas! (Yeah!) (Uh)

Niggas!

 

[Verse: 2Pac]

Who's afraid of the punk police?

Niggas run the streets, no justice no peace

###### the law, rather draw than do time

Don't ###### with mine, cross the line, my two nines

go baya baya when I shoot 'em

Korean ###### was crooked, so niggas had to burn and loot 'em

Now the streets ain't safe at night

My Niggas! Straight take his life

So don't sleep when my Jeep creep up, how we hit 'em

Empty the clip, then dip cuz we did 'em

Lickin' of shots for Latasha that's proper

Love for my niggas but a glock for the coppers

So what the ###### you wanna do now

I packed a .9 last year, in '99 I'm packin' 2 now

And even if they pull their triggers

They can shoot one man, but nothings gonna stop the plan of true niggas

 

[Chorus] (2Pac)

Niggas! (Yeah niggas, you can't ###### with us)

Niggas! (Cuz bein' a nigga means you love niggas)

Niggas!

(Jada!, ey yo)

 

[Verse: Jadakiss]

My dimes make the fiends go to sleep, so they call 'em bedrocks

Niggas is like photographers, all they take is head shots

Your last words'll be, "###### what's all these red dots?"

Niggas nowawadays, they worry me, my bars is therapy

As long as you usin' them thouroughly, muah til the day that they bury me

My niggas is stronger and tighter now than they probably will ever be

And i'm a product of the '70's

The hood got niggas on punishment, that's why they never leave

If I ain't eatin' with you, i'm probably beefin' with you

If no money ain't involved ain't no need for me speakin' with you

I know you got a gun but i'm hopin' you keep it with you

Cuz unfortunately, i'm one of them rappers that keep a pistol and

You know what the llama do, Shady/Aftermath, Ruff Ryders, D-Block, and of course Amaru

Lotta people honor you, probably cuz of the way you used to bring the drama to

whoever you wanted to, you a leader when you can get a leader to follow you

But anyway, life goes on, so i'll see you when I art in heaven like our fathers do

 

[Chorus] (2Pac)

Niggas! (Yeah niggas, you can't ###### with us)

Niggas! (Yeah niggas, cuz bein' a nigga means you love niggas)

Niggas!

Niggas! (Nigga!, you can't ###### with us)

 

*Fades out*

[2Pac]

Thugs Get Lonely Too

 

 

 

featuring Nate Dogg

 

hahaha..

hahaha... man you crazy

 

[Verse 1]

See, it ain't easy bein' me,

Life as a celebrity is less than heavenly,

I got these fakes and these back-stabbers chasin' me around,

And it's always drama,

Whenever I wanna get around,

Mama told me,

Long before I ever came up,

Gotta be true, to watchya' do,

And keep ya' game up,

'Cause thangs change,

And jealousy becomes a factor,

Best friends at your wifes house tryin' to MAC HER!

I'm on tour,

But still they keep on knockin' at my door,

And I got no time to worry,

I'm steady wantin' more,

Every day is a test, yes,

I try hard,

But I'm strugg-a-lin' with every breath,

I pray to God that the woman that I left at home,

All alone,

Ain't nottin' like tryin' to bone,

Over the phone,

In my mind,

I can see her naked,

I can't take it,

Got me shakin' at the thought that we can make it,

I thought you knew.

 

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]

I'm rollin out on tour today,

You gettin sad cuz I'm goin away,

Chicken heads wanna play with me,

You gettin mad cuz you think I'm a sway

Some of 'em cute some of em fine as ######,

I hear em scream soon as I hit the stage,

Still I'll be gettin lonely for you,

I'm comin home soon as I make this pay.

 

[Verse 2]

I call you up long distance,

On the telephone,

Wanna tuck you in,

Even though I can't make it home,

I whisper things in ya' ear,

Like your near me,

Wonder if you feel me,

From far away,

Or can you hear me,

It seems to me,

That ya' jealous,

'Cause I'm hustlin' and makin' money,

With the fellas',

In the back streets,

Tryin' to trap me,

Baby HOLD UP,

Thugs get lonely too!

But I'm a soulja,

And theres no way I'mma' stop makin' money,

'Cause ya' attitudes changed,

And ya' actin' a little funny,

Always complainin',

Sayin' we don't spend time,

Can't you see,

I got enough stress on my mind,

And hangin' up like you all that,

Then get mad when I tell you that,

"I'm busy baby, call back,"

Leave, ain't nothin' left to say to you,

Thugs get lonely too,

You KNOW.

 

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]

I'm rollin out on tour today,

You gettin sad cuz I'm goin away,

Chicken heads wanna play with me,

You gettin mad cuz you think I'm a sway

Some of 'em cute some of em fine as ######,

I hear em scream soon as I hit the stage,

Still I'll be gettin lonely for you,

I'm comin home soon as I make this pay.

 

[Verse 3]

I sit alone in my room, drinkin',

Without a care,

Talkin out loud to ya',

Like ya' here,

Take ya' picture out my back pocket,

Man it's on,

You the first face I wanna see,

When I get home,

I wanna love you 'till the sun rise,

Buckwild,

Touchin' every wall in the house,

Thug style,

Put ya' hands on the head-board,

Think of me,

Drippin' sweat on top of you,

Sick of scenes in yo' head,

That I'm makin' love,

So turn the lights down,

Reminice 'n relax,

'Cause baby right now,

I feel it in the middle of my stomach,

You whisper in my ear,

Baby tell me how you really want it,

Hold on tightly,

Watch the ceiling,

Scratch my backs,

How you react,

Let me know you feel me,

'Cause everything I'm giving to you,

Is so true,

and Thugs get lonely too,

You know.

 

[Chorus: Nate Dogg]

I'm rollin out on tour today,

You gettin sad cuz I'm goin away,

Chicken heads wanna play with me,

You gettin mad cuz you think I'm a sway

Some of 'em cute some of em fine as ######,

I hear em scream soon as I hit the stage,

Still I'll be gettin lonely for you,

I'm comin home soon as I make this pay.

 

Yeah

Thug life baby

Stay thuggin'

Hey so you remember that next time you sweat me when I'm on the road baby

Thugs get lonely too

We aint gotta go through all these bullshittin ###### problems

If you wanna be real with me, be real with me

If you wanna be fake, move onto the next one, that aint me.

You know.

[2Pac]

Loyal To The Game

 

 

 

featuring G-Unit

 

2Pac: I'm loyal to the game

 

{Verse 1: 2Pac}

Now I've got task on a nigga's ######

Tell me will they blast me

I think of an alias in case these crooked ###### ask me, now

It's gettin crazy after dark,

These narcs be like tryin to shut me down but I'm too smart

Now picture me scared of the penetentiary

I've been movin these things since the days of elementary

Now tell me what ya need when ya see me

I'm stackin Gs buyin all the things on TV, believe me

I got some killas on my payroll and they know

When its time to handle business nigga lay low

Although I'm young I'm still comin up

I'm gettin paid pullin razors on niggas when they runnin up

The first to pull the strap when theres drama

Buster you ain't heard?

I been slicin ###### since I lost my mama

There ain't a cop that can stop me

My posse is cocky and they don't wait until they drop me

I'm loyal to the game

 

{CHORUS: 50 Cent}

I do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin

(Nigga I'm loyal to the game)

I give you my way and I ###### and pop that thing

(Man I'm loyal to the game)

If you know what I know then you know I ain't playin

(I'm loyal to the game)

That could get in my way and I'll blow out your brain

 

{Verse 2: Young Buck}

Possessed by the streets you can't tell me that this ain't home

I can't eat if the rest of this ###### ain't gone

I'm gettin used to the needles on the bathroom sink

Gotta close my door because the bathroom stink

See, daddy don't work, and mama don't drink

But daddy do coke, and mama can't think

So look like I'ma be the man of the house

Gotta have somethin to put in the air when it's out

Up early in the mornin the first to get it

They say if you really want it then come on wit it

Sacrifice my life for this ice and these cars

And I only spent 30 days behind bars

I ain't never had a job but my rent got paid

I handled any beef that they sent my way

So send me to the pen but you know I won't change

It's thug in my veins

I'm loyal to the game

 

{CHORUS: 50 Cent}

I do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin

(Nigga I'm loyal to the game)

I give you my way and I ###### and pop that thing

(Man I'm loyal to the game)

If you know what I know then you know I ain't playin

(I'm loyal to the game)

That could get in my way and I'll blow out your brain

 

{Verse 3: Lloyd Banks}

Yeah

It ain't my fault I came up fast

And your the name niggas bring up last

And all the dames get a king up ######

10 grand on every ring I flash

Deep frog--and I'ma have to fling your ######

I'm on the block where its scorchin hot

If you get caught in the crossfire they have to throw you off the block

I get 'dro by the pickle jar

These broke niggas wanna get the star

So I don't keep the four-nickel far

My lips is zipped I'm loyal to the game

Bring your ###### around me I'm spoilin her brain

Get more slugs to boil in your frame

Cause you got rocks and they got aluminum foil for a chain

The paints the same color as oil in the Range

I'm stingy ain't got nothin for you but some change

I'm good now but the fact still remains

That the struggle that I'm from is attached to my name

 

{CHORUS: 50 Cent}

I do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin

(Nigga I'm loyal to the game)

You get in my way and I ###### and pop that thing

(Man I'm loyal to the game)

If you know what I know then you know I ain't playin

(I'm loyal to the game)

That could get in my way and I'll blow out your brain

 

{Outro...fading out}

heh

YA!

2Pac's in this ######!

Uh!

G-Unit in the ###### house

50!

Banks!

Buck!

[2Pac]

Black Cotton

 

 

 

featuring Eminem and Kastro and Young Noble of the Outlawz

 

Intro: 2Pac

 

Black Cotton

Black Cotton

Black Cotton- A symbol for unrewarded struggle

Time for a little gospel tail

Ghetto gospel that is- listen

Robbin' Black Cotton in God's eyes

Speak

 

Verse One: 2Pac

 

Black Cotton

Steady stressin' Smith and Wessons count my blessin's

Class is in session the worst question is the first question

Why do we work like slaves sweatin' blades to an early grave

Never got paid but still we slave (In the nine tre')

Answer that then answer this too-

Loves gonna get ya you know it's true life's a ###### true

You best to backtrack and try to act black and live

Not to be phony and positive but why be negative?

What's the matter G? Black cat got your tongue

Fat track gotcha sprung now your hung (Do ya feel me?)

Dum dum diddy is it me?

Attempt to reach each and every brother on the streets

If not peace then at least let's get a piece

I'm tired of seeing bodies on the streets- deceased

Lookin' through my highschool yearbook

Reminiscin' of the tears as the years took

One homie, two homie, three homies - POOF

We used to have troops but now there's no more youth to shoot

God come save the misbegotten

Lost ghetto souls of Black Cotton (In God's eyes)

 

Chorus: Eminem

 

Nobody don't care

(No matter how hard I try/Look to the sky/--?)

Nobody don't care

(Seems like my dreams/Drowned in by screams/No answer to my questions)

Nobody don't care

(Feels like I'm pressed/Why do I stress?/It's like I'm being tested)

Nobody don't care

(Seems like my prayers/Vanish to thin air/Please answer my questions)

Nobody don't care

 

Kastro: Verse 3

 

In the belly of the beast I'm bubbling up

Running out of luck, about to self destruct

Old heads say live your life like such

Your sure to catch her witcha one day boy

I wouldn't listen to 'em

Your power movement was cool

But it ain't fix nothin'

So I just go with what i know

I dont trust none

Look what the 80's did

To what's Bebe's kids

And now we grown up

Nobody ain't own us yet

 

Young Noble: Verse 4

 

Black cotton, I'm plottin' ---?

I'm workin' without a profit

They shacklin' all my homies

I'm hurtin' but keep the mind

?---No idea---?

certainly we survive with Outlaw Ridas

What's the reward for a strugala

If the lord lovin' us then why they hate to see us comin' up

Runnin up, Gun cocked like nasty gloves

If you aint got a penny, mind the glove

No love

Waitin' for my 40 acas and a blunt to blaze

Biblicle times good hearts with milita minds

Black Cotton - I'm hoppin' over enemy lines

Black Cotton - I ain't stoppin' till they givin me mine

Black Cotton

 

(Chorus)

[2Pac]

Ghetto Gospel

 

 

 

featuring Elton John

 

Uh..

Hit 'em with a little ghetto gospel

 

[Chorus: Elton John]

Those who wish to follow me (My ghetto gospel)

I welcome with my hands

and the red sun sinks at last

into the hills of gold

And peace to this young warrior

Without the sounds of guns

 

[Verse 1]

If I could recollect before my hood days

I'd sit and reminisce thinkin of bliss of the good days

I stop and stare at the younger my heart goes to ‘em

AIDS tested, it was stress that they under

And nowadays things change

Everyone's ashamed of the youth, cuz the truth look strange

And for me it's reversed, we left them a world that's cursed and it hurts

Cuz any day they'll push the button

And all good men like Malcolm X and Bobby Hutton died for nothin

Told em they could get teary, the world looks dreary

When you wipe your eyes see it clearly

There's no need for you to fear me

If you take your time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me

It aint about black or white, cuz we're human

I hope we see the light before it's ruined

My Ghetto Gopsel

 

[Chorus]

Those who wish to follow me (Ghetto gospel)

I welcome with my hands

and the red sun sinks at last

into the hills of gold

And peace to this young warrior

Without the sounds of guns

 

[Verse 2]

Tell me do you see that old lady, aint it sad?

Livin outta bags, but she's glad for the little things she has

And over there there's a lady

Crack got her crazy, yet she's givin birth to a baby

I don't trip and let it fade me

From outta the frying pan we jump into another form of slavery

Even now I get discouraged

Wonder if they take it all back, will I still keep the courage?

I refuse to be a role model

I set goals, stay in control, drink out my own bottles

I made mistakes but learned from every one

And when it's said and done

I bet this brother be a better one

If I upset you don't stress

Never forget, that God isn't finished with me yet

I feel his hand on my brain

When I write rhymes I go blind and let the Lord do his thang

But am I less holy?

Cuz I chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies

Before we find world peace

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

My Ghetto Gospel

 

[Chorus]

Those who wish to follow me (Yea, ghetto gospel)

I welcome with my hands

and the red sun sinks at last

into the hills of gold

And peace to this young worrier

Without the sounds of guns

 

Lord can you hear me speak?

 

They pay the price for being hell bound

[2Pac]

Out On Bail

 

 

 

Oh, I posted bail?

I'm out this ######?

I can go?

Oh, ###### y'all eh, ###### the judge

###### the ######' district attourney and the prosecutor (###### you!)

and ###### you ###### in the jury box (###### you!)

###### all y'all

cause I'm out on ######' bail

y'all ain't never gonna see me in this ###### again

drop that ###### em!

let these old punk ###### ###### know how we runnin' this ######

niggaz ain't going back to court you stank ###### ######

 

Im stuck in jail the DA's tryin' to burn me

I'd be out on bail if I had a good attorney

Wanna label me a criminal and cuff me up

Got a pocket full of money so they rough me up

I ain't trippin' in the county and I'm mad as ######

Got a record so they put me with the baddest bunch

Everybody wanna talk cause I'm rappin'

They askin' me what happened

Is it true you did a flick with Janet Jackson

I can't sleep they takin' polaroids

And I'm tryna to use the phone but they makin' noise

Man I wish I had my glock cause its major

I'm makin' shanks out the plastics in razors

These ###### won't leave me alone thats my word

Bout to turn a violation to a ######' murder

I'm makin' collect calls to my old ######

Send mo pictures and make me some more riches

To all the suckers on the block talkin' ###### while I was locked up

Be prepared to get socked up

Cause the game is deep and the fame is brief

And you bullshittin' ###### ain't changin' me

I came straight up out the gutta I was saved from hell

And I'm a thug I was raised in jail

Now I'm out on bail

 

Out on Bail (You know what ######' time it is)

ThugLife will never fail (I'm out on bail)

Thuglife niggaz (I'm going straight to 50,000 biatch!!!)

Thuglife niggaz (I'm out on bail)

Out on Bail (Hey, hand me some ######' Colt 40's from the fridge nigga)

ThugLife will never fail (Cause I'm out on bail)

Thuglife niggaz (Hey, pass me my ######' Rolex)

Thuglife niggaz (Yes ###### that's a Presidential)

 

Stuck in jail, I'm mad as a ######

I'd be out on bail if it wasn't for the snitch

Runnin' wild thru the streets like i'm loco

And ###### the punk police and they chokeholds

I got no love in my heart cause i'm heartless

Mobbin' in the park after dark wanna start ######

Rippin' up the scene as a teen i was at it (hey)

And sellin' products to the addicts cause they gotta have it

I was a well-known thug and i gotta lotta love

Hangin out with the OG's shootin' up the clubs

And mama told me don't hang with the homies

But they got me if they need me then it's on G

Got me sittin' in the cell a five by seven

Will I finally get to go to ghetto heaven

Got my ###### on the outside writin' me letters

And they tell me they love me and the ###### ull get better

I don't believe her cause i just got the news on the wire

Take it how you want it but your ###### is on fire

I gotta be a player so I stay strong

cause I know that I won't be away long

and when I finally do hit the ######' streets I'ma handle this

A thug nigga gettin' scandalous

I'm on bail

 

Out on Bail

ThugLife (see) will never fail (Out on bail - biatch!)

Thuglife niggaz (You know what time it is)

Thuglife niggaz (I'm out on bail)

Out on Bail (Y'all don't need to know about...)

ThugLife will never fail (You know, Out on bail)

Thuglife niggaz (Y'all Blow that ###### - Get me up out this)

Thuglife niggaz (Yo, EM!!! Get me up out of this ###### man!)

Out on Bail (These ###### are harrasing me and that ain't cool)

^ something not quite right here either

(chorus continues)

 

(???)

 

I'm out on bail

I'll see ya ###### at the next show, and by the way, where is my ######?

It's that famous ######, you know?

Real thug ######

Real live thug ######, genuine, you know what I'm sayin'

I wouldn't waste your ######' time with no bullshit baby

Trust me, It's that real ######

I'm talkin' about that ###### you never tell your grandkids about, you know?

I ran with a thug nigga, believe that

This my ######' nigga Em on dem ######' boards in case your wonderin'

We doin' this ###### hell ######' yeah

An ounze of that ###### sittin' in your ######' lac

Now press rewind nigga

[2Pac]

The Uppercut

 

 

 

featuring E.D.I. and Young Noble of the Outlawz

 

pac talking:

"i wanted to bring back that reality, but nobody can ever be confused and think I'm ###### Mike Tyson and im a heavyweight champion, im a little nigga, thats why its so raw to just watch me just battle lions, cause I'm a little skinny nigga battlin' niggas three times my size"

 

 

watch this uppercut, here it come... watch the jab nigga.. ugh

 

here it come, look out, watch my arms

 

Verse 1 - 2pac

 

Lets see so many ###### wanna take a piece

comin' equipped with some ###### niggas just cant believe

i pull a trick from my sleeve now kamikazee

i'm all over that nigga, come identify the body

my middle finger to you hoe niggas

run up on me, and ill be forced to let it go nigga

i aint the one you wanna try, why, stayin high

i hit the blunt an watch these ###### die

whose runnin the streets i sell that cocaine

cause in the the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayne

another hustler makin' major cash

'til the punk police come raid your ######

now you stressed doin' fed time, and its a ######

cause the judge gave you 8 years, you doin 6

and we know that you can't hang, you a trick

rolled over turned snitch like a biatchhhh

 

 

Chorus (x1)

now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

gotchu fallin from the uppercut, ######, so whats up nigga

 

now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so whats up nigga

 

 

Verse 2 - 2pac

 

They got a nigga in the dice game, i'm feelin' lucky

but the nigga's just a little bigger, he tryna ###### me

out my cash, imma blast nigga, he don't know

i gotta tell ya like the last nigga, gotta go

No need to run for the trunk, i get em' up

left or right, my uppercut'll hit em' up (ha)

i'm known to walk the streets on any block

i love my niggas, but i aint puttin down my glock

the gun shots rang when i lose nigga, and ooh nigga

imma show you not to ever play a true nigga (haha)

lay it down just to prove it

and ###### the rappin ###### we can do this

 

Chorus (x1)

 

 

Verse 3 - Outlawz (EDI & Young Noble)

 

They claim that we violent, we named after tyrants

this revolution wont be televised, we keep it silent (shh)

roll on our enemies, beat em' at they own game

molotov cocktails, releasing up in flames

tired of bein' stepped on, sick of bein' held back

lookin' through my rear view, thinkin' bout the pay back

wanna see my kids grow dont know if imma make it though

one more nigga came up short in the ghetto

society lied to me so im strapped with the metal

push ya middle finger up nigga if you a rebel

have ya face down goin in ya pockets if ya let em

i done lost too many homies for me to ever forget em

i done made so many mistakes but still i dont regret em

im a product of the pimp, the pusher, and the reverend

im a product of the block, the fiends, and the felons

we all lost souls tryina find our way to heaven

 

 

Chorus (x1)

 

Edi talking:

"to all the comrads no longer with us, see you when we get there

'Pac, Yak, we gon' keep on ridin', give these cowards the uppercut

'til we get up there with ya'll, YOU KNOW!..Thug Life we still livin it

Outlaw for life, in the name of the Don, let's go! woo"

[2Pac]

 

 

Soldier Like Me (Return Of The Soulja)

 

 

 

featuring Eminem

 

[intro:Tupac]

So what I wanna do, hopefully is... I wanna be, uhm not I wannabe I am Tupac Shakur!

 

Tupac!

 

2005!

 

Guess who's back… G-G-Guess who's back

 

G-G-Guess who's back… G-G-Guess who's back

 

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja

Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

 

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja

Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

 

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja

Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

 

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja

Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

 

[Verse 1:Tupac]

Posse deep as I roll through the streets

###### the police as we creep in our Jeeps

Layin so low you think I'm sleep

But at the slightest beef, I'm robbin' niggaz sold they teeth

And no P.D can get the ###### if they play toughie

Last time the niggaz rushed me I ain't bust but now I'm touchy

Trust me, ain't nothing jumping but these buckshots

And niggaz got enough knots at poppin at corrupt cops

Ten motherfuckaz catch a hot one

You wanted to start a problem, now you coward cops have got one

And there's no prison that can hold a

######' souljah ready to roll and take control

So now jack him while he's sleepin

Roll to the door, throw a grenade in the precinct

some people panic, brothaz bugged out

I had to keep poppin' cause they wont stop until they rubbed out

And their vest don't protect from the head wounds

Reload ammunitions and the ###### will be dead soon

Smoke risin' from the barrel of my shottie

I finally got revenge now count the bodies

Twenty cops, one for every year in jail

Trying to keep a nigga down but ya failed

Before I let you take me I told ya

###### being trapped, I'm a soulja

 

[Chorus: Eminem]

I betcha that I got something you aint got, that's called courage

It don't come from no liquor bottle, it aint scotch, it's not bourbon

I don't walk around like no G, cuz that aint me, I'm not that person

I don't try to act like you do, cuz that aint you, you just frontin

You aint…

 

[Verse 2:Tupac]

My crew, 2Pac, and the Mad ######

In the '64 rag on them thangs that's a bad ######

Gettin' ghost on them ###### in the town

Bustin' out the backseat nigga when we clown

Homie is you down?

Dee got the strap and she anxious

Hurry up before she spanks ######

Comin' round the corner spittin' rounds

They can't hold me down

Caught them sucka ###### ###### outta bounds

Now tell me how that sound

A double date laced with hate

Make em pray for the judgment day

Now tell me how that sound

A double date laced with hate

Make em pray for the judgment day

Stinkin' biaatch!!

 

[Chorus: Eminem]

I betcha that I got something you aint got, that's called courage

It don't come from no liquor bottle, it aint scotch, it's not bourbon

I don't walk around like no G, cuz that aint me, I'm not that person

I don't try to act like you do, cuz that aint you, you just frontin

You aint… {Tupac}

 

[Outro:Tupac]

 

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja

Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

 

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja

Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

 

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja

Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

 

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja

Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

 

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja

Everywhere I see, a soulja like me