All Eyez On Me

Big Syke, Noop, Payne, Bogard, Big Serv.
Y'all know how this shit go. You know.
All eyez on me.
Mother-fucker, legit. Roll up in the club and shit.
All eyez on me. All eyez on me.

But you know what?
I bet you got it twisted you don't know who to trust.
So many playa hating niggas trying to sound like us.
Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they knowin'.
Straight to the depths of hell is were those cowards goin'.
Well are you still down nigga, holla when you see me.
And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me.
I got a caravan of niggas every time we ride.
Hitting mother-fuckers up when we pass by.
Until I die, live the life of a boss playa. 'Cause even when I'm high,
fuck with me and get crossed later. The future's in my eyes.
'Cause all I want is cash and things, 
a five double 0 Benz, flaunting flashy rings.
Bitches pursue me like a dream.
Been know to disappear before your eyes, just like a dope fiend.
It seems my main thing was to be major paid.
The game sharper than a mother-fuckin' razor blade.
Say, money bring bitches, bitches bring lies.
One niggas getting jealous, and mother-fuckers die.
Depend on me like the first and fifteenth.
They my homies for a second, but these punks won't get me.
We got four niggas in low riders, and ski masks,
screaming "Thug Life!" every time they pass,
All eyez on me.

Live the life of a thug nigga, until the day I die.
Live the life of a boss playa, 'cause even getting high.
All eyez on me. All eyez on me.
Live the life of a thug nigga, until the day I die.
Live the life of a boss playa, 'cause even getting high.


(Syke)
Hey, to my nigga Pac.
So much trouble in the world, nigga.
Can't nobody feel your pain.
The world's changing everyday, time's moving fast.
My girl said I need to raise up, how long will she last?
I'm caught between my woman and my pistol and my chips.
Triple beam, got some smokers on, whistle as I dip.
I'm lost in the land, with no plan, living life flawless.
Crime boss, contraband, let me toss this.
Needy hookers got a lot of nerve, let my bucket swerve.
I'm taking off on the curb.
The nervousness, neglect make me pack a Tec.
Devoted to serving this Moet and pay checks.
Like a kite sail, like nigga I'm forever ballin'.
It ain't right, parasites, triggas, and fleas crawlin'.
Sucker duck and get busted, no emotion.
My devotion is handling my business, nigga keep on coastin'.
Where you goin'? I been there, came back, it's lonely homie.
Steady flowing against the grain, niggas still don't know me.
It's about the money, and the rap shit, this crap shit.
It ain't funny niggas don't even know how to act, shit.
What can I do? What can I say? Is there another way?
Blunts and gin all day, twenty-four parle.
My little homie G, can't you see I'm buster free?
Niggas can't stand me.
All Eyez on Me.

Live this life as a thug nigga until the day I die.
Live the life as a boss playa 'cause even getting high.
All eyez on me. All eyez on me.
Live the life of a thug nigga, until the day I die.
Live the life of a boss playa, 'cause even getting high.
All eyez on me.

The Feds is watchin', niggas plottin' to get me.
Will I survive? Will I die? Come on, let's picture the possibilities.
Giving me charges, lawyers making the grip.
I told the judge I was raised wrong, and thats why I blaze, shit.
Was hyper as a kid, armed as a teenager.
On my mobile calling big shots, on the scene major.
Packing hundreds in my drawers, fuck the law.
Bitches, I fuck with a passion. I'm livin' rough and raw.
Catchin' cases at a fast rate, ballin' in the fast lane.
Hustle 'til the morning, never stopped until the cash came.
I live my life as a thug, nigga.
Until the day I die, live my life as a boss playa.
'Cause even getting high, these niggas got me tossin' shit.
I put the top down, now its time to floss my shit.
Keep your head up nigga, make these mother-fuckers suffer.
Up in the Benz burning rubber.
The money is mandatory, the hoes is fully strapped.
'Cause criminal lifestyle, equipped with the bulletproof vest.
Make sure your eyes is on the meal ticket.
Get your money muther-fucker, let's get rich and we'll kick it.
All eyez on me.

Live the life as a thug nigga, until the day I die.
Live the life as a boss playa, 'cause even getting high.
All eyez on me. All eyez on me.
Live the life as a thug nigga, until the day I die.
Live my life as a boss playa, 'cause even getting high.
All eyez on me. All eyez on me.
(Repeat.)

Pay attention my niggas. See how that shit go?
Nigga walk up in this mother-fucker and be like "ping!"
Cops, bitches, every mother fuckin' body.
I got a bustas, hos and police watching a nigga.
You know?
It's like, what they think I'm walking around with some keys in my pocket 
or something?
They think I'm going back to jail, they really on that dope.
I know y'all watching.
I know y'all got me in the scopes.
I know y'all know this is thug life, baby.
Y'all got me under surveillance.
But I'm known.




Transcription 1996 by Jim Moore for Relativity Labs.
Written by Tupac Shakur, J Jackson, J. Pennington.
Copyright 1996, Death Row Records/Interscope Records. All Rights Reserved.
Used without permisson.