Everybody needs to chill Player haters Want to see me dead Only real niggas Stay on top All these niggas Be mad as shit Cause they can't live Like Pac
(2Pac)
Started with five shots Never drop the killer Never figured that That same nigga Sell five million Hit the charts Like a mad man Nothin' but hits Court cases Got a nigga Facin' multiple digits Dodgin' cop cars Look how we came So far Picture a high school Drop out Rollin' a double R House full of happiness Weed and drank Way out So it's local Try to finally came Never visioned Livin' longer Than my twenty-first Thought I would Be locked down Cracked out Or in the dirt And though it hurts To see a change It comes with the fame Watch for gospel In this silly game ( Man ) To all the muthafuckas Speakin' down on me This is the night Why is everybody Caught up In Pac's life
(Outro)
(2Pac)
Why are all you niggas Up on shit ( To all y'all niggas ) Fuck all y'all My life
This is Pac's life And everybody needs to chill Cause this is Pac's life Player haters want To see me killed Pac's life Only real niggas Stay on top Now all these niggas Mad at me Cause they can't live Like Pac
What's up boo yeah yeah man Another shady mission tricks Like watchin picture's in hazy vision Tonight it's love makin' take you any place you wish Today we satisfy yesterday was stolen kisses Blind insanity perfect pictures of me and my family Not understanding the death of me had they plans for me If I have kids will I live to see em' grow Though I dont know I live the life of a thug nigga Until the day I go with broken promises a sacred bond broken I know I die alone but yet and still im hopin' Vision's in prison's maybe I'll be forgiven I know it's better in heaven cuz bein' here ain't livin Close my eye's and see nothin' but pain The world's crazy still lookin' for a queen To plant seed's and have babies Maybe i'll be the one or just maybe I'm lost You'll never know being cautious If you play your cards right I wanna be the one who Who you can depend on who Who'll be the one who'll be there Go by the wire we won't leave until the mornin' We won't leave until the night And we will be forever more No one else can do what you do for me Take me away from the pain I feel inside If it's gonna be real why wont it be okay If we try and take our time please baby Take your time and we'll grow trust I know I wanna be the one who I wanna be the one who Who you can depend on who Who'll be the one who'll be there Go by the wire we won't leave until the mornin' We won't leave until the night And we will be forever more Gotta play your cards right on one Can't be rushin like it's a race you know what I'm sayin If you be patient and take your time And you finesse it 9 times out of 10 homeboy you gonna wake up wit ya breakfast in bed But if you rush and you just be man handlin Your ass goin home tonight Play your cards right nigga take your time be patient Go slow it's better that way If you ain't have it playa cards right
I wanna be the one who Who you can depend on who Who'll be the one who'll be there Go by the wire we won't leave until the mornin' We won't leave until the night And we will be forever more Take your time man don't be in such a rush You got to be patient man be patient It ain't goin nowhere one get some champaigne Bring some roses or sometihin ya know Play some soft shit light a fire You gotta be clear wit it you gotta be slow wit it Got ta be patient you gotta playa cards right on one Can't be rushin like it's a race you kno what I'm sayin If you be patient take your time
(Intro - Tupac) Tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do, Now Whats Next? Tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do, Now Whats Next? (Verse 1 - Tupac) Caught up in the middle, My lifes a riddle, Dont let it get ya, I wanna be legal, but its this hustle that gets me richer, One love to my peoples makin money, i can see you bubblin, Avoid all troubles, beware of devils, continue strugglin, Nothins impossible, if theres a will theres a way, So get your mind on official business, you can get paid, And it's been this way, from the cradle to the grave, To get paid my niggas do this every fuckin day, We part way, through politics and conversation, This information to my thug niggas in the complication, Watch and bear witness to the plesures of participation, Seperation, and self destruction, whats needed is unification, Cuz the world aint hardly scared, if not prepaired, Be sure to be burried, and be no longer there, But no one cares instead of share, all we get is stares, Cuz the fear will evapurate, say your prayers (Chorus - Tupac) And whats next? Hard livin got me going insane, But im addicted to the hustle, im trapped in the game, Whats next? Im going crazy, Tell me, tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do, Whats next? Hard livin got me going insane, But im addicted to the hustle, im trapped in the game, Whats next? Im going crazy, Tell me, tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do, (Verse 2 - A3) Makaveli tried to warn us, but niggaz aint listen to Pac, Now nigga really listen to Pac, Shit, You aint go it yet, Nope, Then you wont get it, Might as well measure him up, and have his ass fitted, Why?, I be slippin dawg, crippin didnt soak game, Got his wig split, like them shutters on the airplane, Never will change, niggas with no name, No shame, (?), I stay posted like a flag, Starin though my rear view, ballin in a Jag, Bounce wit me Cali body rot down in H Town, We gon put these artificial bustas in the place now, Time for a change, real niggaz rollin wit me, Money makin, swift desicions, we controllin the streets, Side tracked by the broads, and the frauds, Aint it strange, It's the reason so many niggaz get scared in the game, (Chorus - Tupac) And whats next? Hard livin got me going insane, But im addicted to the hustle, im trapped in the game, Whats next? Im going crazy, Tell me, tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do, Whats next? Hard livin got me going insane, But im addicted to the hustle, im trapped in the game, Whats next? Im going crazy, Tell me, tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do, (Verse 3 - Jay Rock) That money gotta make it, what i gotta do to make it, Do i really gotta take it, put this mack up to your face and, Doin wat we gotta do to survive, Jus ask Kwili, doin wat we do to get by, So nigga stick to the crime, picture nickle and dimes, What the fuck we spose to do, who gon give us a job, So i tried and i tried, tried to get out the grind, But the block kept on callin me back, Fiends kept on callin for crack, So i supply them wit that, gave them a reasonable fee, Nigga dont blame it on me, shit jus look around man, Niggaz and (?), LAPD is the target, Niggaz is heartless, hustle regaurdless, Look, that dope spot i used to (?), But now its jus a place to hide the guns in the closet, Watch your step, shifty grounds under the capret, We jus tryin hard not to see that coffin, (Chorus - Tupac) And whats next? Hard livin got me going insane, But im addicted to the hustle, im trapped in the game, Whats next? Im going crazy, Tell me, tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do, Whats next? Hard livin got me going insane, But im addicted to the hustle, im trapped in the game, Whats next? Im going crazy, Tell me, tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do,
What's up boo (yeah).....hahahaha.....yeah man Another shady mission, (pause) tricks, Like watchin picture's in hazy vision Tonight it's love makin', take you any place you wish Today we satisfy, yesterday was stolen kisses Blind insanity perfect pictures of me and my family Not understanding the death of me, had they plans for me If I have kids, will I live to see em' grow Though I dont know, I live the life of a thug nigga Until the day I go with broken promises, a sacred bond broken I know I die alone, but yet and still im hopin' Vision's in prison's, maybe i'll be forgiven I know it's better in heaven cuz bein' here ain't livin Close my eye's and see nothin' but pain The world's crazy, still lookin' for a queen To plant seed's and have babies Maybe i'll be the one, or just maybe im lost You'll never know being cautious, If you play your cards right (Chorus) I wanna be the one who Who you can depend on, who Who'll be the one who'll be there Go by the wire, we won't leave until the mornin' We won't leave until the night And we will be forever more (Keisha) No one else can do, what you do for me Take me away from the pain, I feel inside If it's gonna be real, why wont it be okay If we try and take our time, please baby Take your time, and we'll grow, trust I know I wanna be the one who (Chorus) I wanna be the one who Who you can depend on, who Who'll be the one who'll be there Go by the wire, we won't leave until the mornin' We won't leave until the night And we will be forever more (Pac) Gotta play your cards right on one Can't be rushin like it's a race, you know what im sayin If you be patient and take your time And you finesse it 9 times out of 10 homeboy, you gonna wake up wit ya breakfast in bed But if you rush, and you just be man handlin Your ass goin home tonight Play your cards right nigga, take your time, be patient Go slow, it's better that way If you ain't have it, playa cards right (Chorus) I wanna be the one who Who you can depend on, who Who'll be the one who'll be there Go by the wire, we won't leave until the mornin' We won't leave until the night And we will be forever more (Pac) Take your time man, don't be in such a rush You got to be patient man, be patient It ain't goin nowhere one, get some champaigne Bring some roses or sometihin ya know Play some soft shit, light a fire You gotta be clear wit it, you gotta be slow wit it Got ta be patient, you gotta playa cards right on one Can't be rushin like it's a race, you kno what im sayin If you be patient and take your time And you finesse it
(Spoken over Intro) Keep it goin, got my nigga Slip Capone Hahahaha, hell yeah, lot of fakers is out there Niggaz get around these backwoods Get around they mommas, pull up they pants hide they rags and start to act good, hahahahaha!
(Daz) Who mashes with the crazy, illest niggaz in town? (I do) Killin willingly, who got the right to make a sound? My sound break block, corners, avenues and drives It's about time the mashin is arrived I take you on a mission, be on a mission, I'm packin steel Steadily givin these niggaz no passes on livin (no passes) I spend major loot on khaki suits Nikes and kroker-saks to sweat suits, and leather boots I box niggaz twice my size, I bust wit a fo'-five Lick you up in yo' eye, blast, make the party live I live the unusual, crucial life So pay attention when I come through for you and your crew as just a man and his music, I ain't afraid to use it Bruise you badly, you want confusion, I mean it's useless to step to this, we in effect, we dangerous Contendin mental murderers and ain't afraid to diss Biatch! (yeah)
(2Pac) Now I been called crazy, to fade me it's not possible (haha) I give a fuck, what you thought, or who you brought witchu? (Bad Boy killer) A Bad Boy killer, Biggie annihilator They wonderin why he breathin, but bitches is dyin later (ahh) Better laugh now, then cry when I come to get you I hit you with two glocks, and leave you with scar tissue On some loco shit (loco), my pistol smoke yo' shit (smoke) Let's go for dolo BIATCH, and watch me flow yo' shit Mr., Makaveli movin pieces like telekenesis It's like a chess game, let's play wit real pieces (hell yeah) Shots rang and niggaz brains were spilt Another Bad Boy affiliated (Bad Boy killer) nigga was kilt I hit the funeral and busted his folks and leave the scene like a shadow in a blaze of smoke Don't stop, keep goin
(Chorus) Don't stop, keep goin (*repeat 6X*)
(Kurupt) Well it's that seventeen shot glock cocker, the block rocker (fool) Hardcore hooligan, verbal assault chopper Finally televised - Kurupt, Daz reside (resides) Lethal with mics like guns, bats and knifes Those who oppose are my foes, all stand in rows Deadliest MC across the globe, Kurupt Capone (That's that nigga) I packs heat when it's cold Too much pressure makes ya fold, so lo' and behold Why you waitin for the poetical Satan? Creatin slaughters, runnin through camps like Walter Payton I snatch ya breath (aah!) and bust 'til there's no one left Who goes against the program, I'm the Man like Meth (I'm the man nigga) I don't trust ya (I don't) The second I get a chance I'ma bust ya No matter where, you could be in Russia I'ma touch ya (Like that) Vocal assassin, motivated by cash Shoot for the loot, brownies and black mags
.. Let the speakers bump - BIATCH! (let the speakers bump) For everybody out there that got the humps in they Jeep Big Suburbans, they Lexuses, they Beemers We gon' break it down a lil' somethin like this for you to get yo' sub on throughout yo' neighborhood Turn it up, check it out
(Daz) They claim to be down, they say they down (man fuck you man) Number one..
