ooohhhh yeeah

I got nothin' ta lose
It's Just me against tha world baby

I got nothin' ta lose


[Dramacydal's verse]

Could somebody help me?
i'm out here all by myself
seeing ladies in stores
baby capones
livin wealthy
pictures of my birth
on tha surface what i'm dreamin'
seein' daddy seein'
full of crooked deamons
already crazy and screamin'
I guess them nightmares as a child
had me scared
but left me prepared
for awhile
is there another route?
for crooked outlaws
that are in a villian of young thugs

everday is more death
plus i'm more rollin
i'm seein more beatens
for me
to proceed with fear
scheme on schemeing
amd leavin' their peeps grievin'
cause ain't no bucks ta stack up
my nuts is backed up
i'm about ta act up
go load tha mack up
now watch me klack up
try makin' fat cuts
but yo it ain't workin
and evils lurken
I can see him smirken
when I gets tha bourbon
so what
go put some work in
and make my mail
makin' sells
risken 25 with a 'L'
but oh well


Chorus

Me Against tha World
with nothin' ta lose
it's just me against tha world

ooohhhh

It's just Me Against tha World baby
Me Against tha world
I got nothin' ta lose
It's just Me Against tha World

heeeyyy

It's just Me Against tha World baby

with nothin ta lose
it's just me against tha world baby
Me against tha world

Me against tha world

I got nothin' ta lose
it's just me against tha World baby

heeeyyy


[Tupac's verse]

With all this extra stressin'
tha question I wonder is after death
I feel my last breath
when will I finaly get to rest from this supression
they punish tha people that's askin questions
and those that possess
steal from tha ones without possesions
tha message I stress
to make it stop
study your lessons
don't settle for less
even tha genius asks questions
be gratifull for blessins
don't ever change
keep your essense
tha powers in tha people and tha politics we address
always do your best
don't let this pressure make ya panic
and when ya get stranded
and things don't go tha way ya planed it
dreaming of richs
in a position of makin' a difference
polititions and hipocrites
they don't wanna listen
if i'm insane
then tha fame ain't about ta change
it wasn't nothin' like tha game
it's just me Against tha World


Chorus

Me against tha World
nothin ta lose
It's just Me Against tha world baby

Me Against tha World
got me stuck in tha game
It's just Me Against tha World
ooohhhh

i'm outshining tha news
It's just me against tha world baby
hahaha

Me against tha World
that's right...
I know it seem hard someties, but uh...
remember one thing
through every dark night
there's a bright day after that
so no matter how hard it get
stick ya chest out
keep ya head up
and handle it

Me against tha World
Me against tha world
Me against tha world

fades...

Now i'm lost and i'm weary
so many tears, i'm suicidal, so don't stand near me
my every move is a compilated step
ta bring me closer
to embrace an early death now there's nothing left
there was no mercy on tha streets
I couldn't rest
I'm barely standing, bout to go to pieces, screaming peace
and though my soul was deleted, I couldn't see it
I had my mind full of deamons tryin' ta break free
they planted seeds and they hatched sparking tha flame
in my brain like a match, such a dirty game
no memories, just misery
painting a picture of my enemies killing me in my sleep
will I survive till' tha morning ta see tha sun
please lord forgive me for my sins
cause here I come...


Chorus

Lord
I suffer through tha years
and shed so many tears
Lord
I lost so many peers, shed so many tears


Lord knows i've tried, been a witness ta homicide
drive-bys taken lives, little kids die
wonder why as I walk by
Broken hearted as I glance at tha chaulk line, gettin' high
this ain't tha life for me
I wanna change
but ain't no future right for me
i'm stuck in tha game
i'm trapped inside a maze
see this Tangaray influenced me ta gettin crazy
disillusioned lately
i've been really wanting babies
so I could see a part of me that wasn't always shady
don't trust my lady
cause she's a product of this poison, i'm hearen noises
think she's fucken with my boys, can't take no more
i'm fallin' to tha floor
beggin' for tha Lord ta let me in Heavens door
I shed so many tears...


Chorus

Lord
I lost so many peers
and shed so many tears
I lost so many peers, shed so many tears
fades... I suffered through tha years and shed so many tears

Will I cheat or will I be commited?
Heaven knows getten weak and I wanna hit it
so here I go in my ride in tha morning

getten high
I can here tha people callen
i'm passin' by

everybody knows i'm ballin'

and God gotta keep myself from fallin'
but it's hard all
tha cuties know i'm under pressure what do I do?
getten shakey when she pull her dress up

say 'excuse should I stroke or should I wait a while
you decide if ya tell me that ya don't want it

that's a lie

move closer, let me whisper

some dirty words in ya ears as I kiss ya
on every curve slow down baby don't rush

I like tha slow game can't hold it any longer
so let it go
open tha case to your waterfall i'm in heaven
and don't worry i'll let myself in'

all I heard was....


Chorus

heeeeyyy heeeeyyy heeeeyyy heeeeyyy heeeeyyy heeeeyyy
Giv'em tha finger
heeeeyyy heeeeyyy heeeeyyy heeeeyyy
All tha homies goin'
(all in all, you been searchen for someone)
(to make ya happy and get tha job done)
(you said you needed, a man with money)
(but I can't be there, and will you still care?)

Lotta people think it's easy
ta settle down gotta woman
that'll please me
in every town I don't wanna but I gotta do it
tha temptaions got me ready ta release tha [???]
tha sensations say conversate
like ya know me take my hand
cause even thugs get lonely understand
even tha hardest of my homies need attention
catch'em blowen' up tha telephone remenissen
I wanna take ya to tha movies in tha park
let's find a spot you can do me in tha dark
now that's passion hold me tight
don't need lights I can see you by tha moonlight
I know ya man ain't lovin' ya right
your only into pressure you need a thug in ya life
enuff talken ya want me ta leave
i'll get ta walken see ya later
cause baby i'm a player
and all ya heard was......


Chorus

heeeyyy heeeyyy heeeyyy heeeyyy
Giv'em tha finger
heeeyyy heeeyyy heeeyyy heeeyyy
All my homies goin'
heeeyyy heeeyyy heeeyyy heeeyyy
Everybody
heeeyyy heeeyyy heeeyyy
All my niggas goin'.... uptown in tha.... giv'em tha finger
Heeeyyy Heeeyyy
Throw ya hands up
Heeeyyy Heeeyyy
Giv'em tha finger
Heeeyyy Heeeyyy Heeeyyy Heeeyyy Heeeyyy Heeeyyy

back in Jr. High when we was barely getting
by when daddy died that's when my momma started getten high my neighborhood
was full of drive-bys couldn't survive all my homies livin short lives I
couldn't cry told my momma if I did die just put a blunt in my casket let
me get my dead homies high then follow me throughout my history it's just
me against the world stuck in misory as a young nigga my only thing is to
get paid life full of riches avoid snitches cause they shadey back in the
day we always had the time to play but after they taught them gangbangers
how to spray not just LA but in the Bay and Chicago and even St. Louis
every stadium that I go when will they change? stuck in the game like a
dumb nigga remember how it was... to be a young nigga


Chorus

your the kind of G like everyone knows He's always G'ed up, from head to
toe [My memories as a young nigga] always got it flown like Al Capone He's
the kind of G out there, I know


bridge

I'm tellen you, if your young, have your brains and have every limb and all
that.....ya'll niggas don't know how good you really do got it.
Motherfuckers need to just calm down and peep what they wanna do for tha
rest. before you end your life, before you begin your life ya dumb nigga


Now that i'm grown I got my mind on being something don't wanna be another
statistic out there doin nothin tryin to maintain in this dirty game keep
it real and I will even if it kills me my young niggas brake away from
these dumb niggas put down the guns and have some fun nigga tha rest will
come figure fame is a fast thang they're gangbangin puttin niggas in a
casket murdered for hangin at tha wrong place at the wrong time no longer
livin cause he trew up tha wrong sign and everyday I watch tha murder rate
increase and even worse tha eppidemics and diseases what is the future? the
projects lookin hopless there, more and more brothas givin up a don't care
sometimes I hate when brothers act up I hit tha weed and I procced to blow
the track up for young niggas


Chorus

your the kind of G like everyone knows He's always G'ed up, from head to
toe [My memories as a young nigga] always got it flown like Al Capone He's
the kind of G out there, I know

this goes out to the young thugs have nots the little bad motherfuckers
from tha block those niggas that's 13 and 14 and drivin' cadilacs and benzs
and shit young motherfucken hustlers stay strong nigga you could be a
fucken accountant not a dope dealer, ya know what i'm sayin? fuck around
and be pimpin put here you could be a lawyer niggas gotta get they
priorities straight young niggas, little rah rah, especially my little
cousin...

Chorus

Lord Knows
Lord Knows
Lord Knows


I wonder if tha Lord will forgive me
or bury me a 'G'
I couldn't let my adversaries worry me
and every single day it's a test
wear a bullet-proof vest
and still a nigga stressen over death
If I could choose when a nigga die
figure I, take a puff on tha blunt
and let my trigga fly
when everyday is another death
with every breath, it's a constant threat
so watch your step
you could be next if ya want to
who do ya run to?
murderin niggas, look what it's come to
my memories bring me misory
and life is hard in tha ghetto, it's insanity
I can't breath got me thinkin', what do hell got?
cause I done suffered so much, i'm feelin' shell shocked
and drive-by's are an everyday thang
I already lost to many homies to this mothafucken' game
and Lord Knows....


Chorus

Lord Knows
Lord Knows
Lord Knows


Fuck tha Five-o cause they after me
kill me if they could
I'll never lett'em capture me
I lost too many niggas to this gangbangin'
Homie dies in my arms, with his brains hangin'
fucked up!
I had to tell him it was alright
and that's a lie, and he knew it when he shock and died
my God
even though I know i'm wrong man
Hennesee make a nigga think he strong, man
I cant sleep, so I stay up
don't wanna
fuck them bitches, try to clam me down
I ain't given up
i'm getten lost in tha weed, man
gettin high
livin' everday, like i'm gonna die (gonna die, gonna die)
I smoke a blunt to take tha pain out
and if I wasn't high
probably try ta blow my brains out
Lord Knows....
Lord Knows
Lord Knows.....

When I was young me and my Mama had beef.
Seventeen years old. Kicked out on the streets.
Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face.
Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place.
Suspended from School. Scared ta go home. I was a fool.
With the Big Boyz, breakin' all the rules.
Had tears with my baby sister. Over the
Years we was poorer than the other little kids.
And even though we had different Daddy's, the same drama.
When things went wrong we'd blame Mama.
I reminice on the stress I caused. It was hell.
Huggin' on my Mama from a jail cell.
And who'd think in elementary?
Heeey! I see the penitentary!
One day, runnin' from the police... That's Right...
Mama catched me, put a whoopin' to my back side.
And even as a crack fiend, Mama,
You always was a black queen, Mama.
I finally understand,
For a woman it ain't easy tryin' ta raise a man.
You always was commited.
A poor single mother on welfare... Tell me how ya did it.
There's no way I can pay ya back,
But the plan is ta show ya that I understand.
You are appreciated.


Voice: Lady. Don't cha know what love is?
2Pac: Dear Mama.
Voice: Sweet Lady. Place no one above ya.
2Pac: You are appreciated.
Voice: Sweet Lady. Don't cha know what love is?


2Pac:

Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair.
No love from my Daddy 'cause the cabal wasn't there.
He passed away and I didn't cry 'cause my anger
Wouldn't let me feel for a stranger.
They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless. But all along
I was lookin' for a father. He was gone.
I hung around with the Thugs and even though they sold drugs.
They showed a young brother love.
I moved out and started really hangin'.
I needed money of my own so I started slangin'.
I ain't guilty 'cause even though I sell rocks,
It feels good puttin' money in your mailbox.
I love payin' rent when the rent's due.
I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to ya.
'Cause when I was low you was there for me.
Ya never left me alone 'cause ya cared for me.
And I could see ya comin' home after work late.
Ya in the kitchen tryin' ta fix us a hot plate.
Ya just workin' with the scraps you was given.
And Mama made miracles every Thanksgivin'.
But now the road got rough your alone.
Tryin' ta raise two bad kids on your own.
And there's no way I can pay ya back.
But my plan is ta show ya that I understand.
You are appreciated.


Voice: Lady. Don't cha know what love is?
2Pac: And Dear Mama.
Voice: Sweet Lady. Place no one above ya.
2Pac: You are appreciated.
Voice: Sweet Lady. Don't cha know what love is?


2Pac:

Pour Out Some Liquor and I reminice. 'Cause through the drama
I can always depend on my Mama.
And when it seems that I'm hopeless,
You say the words that can git me back in focus.
When I was sick as a little kid,
To keep me happy there's no limit to the things ya did.
And all my childhood memories
Are full of all the sweet things ya did for me.
And even though I act craaazy,
I gotta thank the Lord that cha made me.
There are no words that can express how I feel.
Ya never kept a secret, always stayed real.
And I appreciated how ya raised me.
And all the extra love that cha gave me.
I wish I could take the pain away.
If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day.
Everything will be alright if ya hold on.
It's a struggle everyday, gotta roll on.
And there's no way I can pay ya back.
But my plan is ta show ya that I understand.
You are appreciated.


Voice: Lady. Don't cha know what love is?
2Pac: And Dear Mama.
Voice: Sweet Lady. Place no one above ya.
2Pac: You are appreciated.
Voice: Sweet Lady. Don't cha know what love is?
2Pac: And Dear Mama.
Voice: Sweet Lady.
2Pac: Dear Mama.
Voice: Lady.
Lady.

Chorus (3X)

It ain't easy being me
Will I see the penitentary
or will I stay free Uhh..


I can't sleep
niggas plottin' on to kill me
While I'm dreaming
wake up screaming
cuz I can hear them suckas scheming
Probably paranoid,
Problem is
I'm supposed to be fantasing
A brother bite the bullet
Open I'm fire
And I thought
"I wonder why this the way it is"
Even now looking of for these
Killa kids
Bill Clinton can you recognize a nigga representin'
doin' 20 to life in San Quintan
gettin calls from my nigga
Mike Tyson
Ain't nuttin' nice
Yo Pac, "Do something rightegous with your life
Even thou you innoccent
You still a nigga
So they figure
rather have behind bars then triggas
But I'm hold ya down
And holla Thug Life"
lickin' shots till I see
My niggas free
On my block

No, it ain't easy
Till I see my niggas free
On the block

Chorus (3X)

It ain't easy being me
Will I see the penitentary
or will I stay free Uhh....


Lately, I've been reminicin'
about pepermint snaps
'n Junior High
hit the block
Keepin' eyes on the cops
While D-boyz slang rocks
Its the project ked without a conscience
I'm having dreams
of hearing screams at my concerts
meetin' all my childhood peers
through the years
tryin' to stack a little green
I was only seventeen
when I started servin' fiends
and I wish there was another way
to stack a dollar
and my appollar
cuz these hard times
make me wanna hollar
will I live to see tomorrow ?
am I fallin' off ?
I hit the weed
And proceed
to say, fuck all of y'all
ain't nobody down with me
I'm thuggin'
I can't go home
cuz mutha-fuckas think i'm buggin'
So now I'm in this high powered cell
at the county jail
Punk Judge
Got a grudge
Can't post no bail
what, do I do and these county blues
gettin' battered and bruised
by the you know who
and these fakes get the shakin'
when they face me, snakes
ain't got enough nuts to replace me
sittin' in this livin' hell
listenin' to niggas yell
tryin' to torture to tell
I'm gettin' ill
But ain't nobody sayin' much
The same old nuts
Is makin' bucks
While these sluts is gettin' fucked
they violated my pobation
and it seems
I'll be going on a long vacation
Meanwhile... It ain't easy

No it ain't easy

Chorus (3X)

It ain't easy being me
Will I see the penitentary
or will I stay free Uhh...

Here we go we gonna send this one out to da ol school
All these motherfukas in the Bronx and Brooklyn, Staten Island,
Queens and all the motherfukas that laid it down the foundation.
Ya know what I'm sayin, Nothin' but love for da old school. Dats who
we gonna do this one for ya feel me.


CHORUS:

what mo' can I say, I wouldn't be here today
If da old school didn't pave the way

I remember Mr. Magic Flash, Grand Master Cash, L.L raisin' hell
but it didn't last Eric B. and Rakim was da shit ta me I'd flip
to see a Dougie Fresh Show with Rickie G and Red Alert was puttin'
in work, and Chuck Chill had my homies on the hill gettin' ill,when
shit was real. Well I can still remember Raw with Daddy Cain, when De La
Soul was puttin' potholes in the game. I can't explain how it was,
Whodini had me puffin' on dat buddha gettin' buzzed, cuz there I was
Them block parties in da projects and on my block and tic ya don't stop
ya sippin' on dat private stock. And through my speakers Queen Latifah
and MC Lyte Listen to treach and KRS ta get me through the night. With
Te La Rock and Madtronics with Stetsasonic, remember when Push it was da
bomb shit,
Ain't nothin' like da old school

CHORUS:

What more can I say I wouldn't be here today if da old school
didn't pave the way


I had Shell toes and BVD's, a killa preaca shot my lees when I hit da
streetz. I'm playin' Skelly, Ring-a-levio when and catch a kiss, before
my homies in my hood learned ta smack a bitch. I remember, way back
da weak weed they had, too many seeds in da trade bag. Im on a train
headin' uptown freestylin' with some wild kids from Bucktown, Profilin'
cuz da hoochies were starin', checkin' what a niggaz wearin' I'm
wonderin' if dats her hair, I remember stick ball, humpin' hoochies on
da wall, takin' leaks up on da steps stinkin' up da hall. Through my
childhood wild as a juvenile a young nigga tryin' ta stay away from
Riker's Isle, Me and my homies breakin' ice tryin' ta keep it true out
on da roof sippin' 90 proof
ain't nothin' like da old school


CHORUS:

What more can I say...


Remember Poppin and Lockin with Curtis Blow, the Daybelts, and Skat la
Rock da super hole back in latin corners. When Slick Rick was spittin'
Lodi Dodi, gaming no hoochies at da neighborhood block parties, I
remember breakdancin' to Mel E Mel, Jeckyl and Hyde, L.L. when he rocked
da bells forget da T.V I'd rather hit da streets and do grafitti be
careful don't let the transit cops see me
It ain't nothin' like da old school
It ain't nothin' like da old school


CHORUS:

What more can I say......


PAC: remember seein' Brooklyn go crazy up in the motherfuckin party?
Remember MothaFukas used ta go"Is Brooklyn in da House" and Motherfukas
would lose they god damn minds. That's da old school to me

(SUPER ROB)

Thats what I'm sayin' I remember goin' places and mothafukas was scared
to say they was from anywhere but brooklyn. That shit was da bomb back
in da motherfukin' old school nigga, Remember Skelly niggas knockin
niggaz out the box, popin' boxes, (MY ADIDAS) Remember stick ball,
remember niggaz used ta run dat shit like that? Remember(L.L. COOL J IS
HARD AS HELL)screamin' up at ya momz from da window? The Icecream
trucks Remember all the..Remember the Italian Icees yo remember the
Italian Icees the spanish niggas comin' down with the coconut icees and
shit? (I CAME THROUGH DA DOOR SAID IT BEFORE.. DAT WAS DA SHIT!)

Chorus

their tryin' ta say that I don't care
I woke up screamin' fuck tha world
their tryin' ta say that I don't care
just woke up and scream fuck tha world
their tryin' ta say that I don't care
I woke up and screamed fuck tha world
their tryin' ta say that I don't care
Just got up and screamed fuck tha World


When I was commin up ruff
that wasn't even what you called it
that's why I smoke blunts now
and run with alcholics
i'm getten threats to me
commin from my enemies
in their dreams
is hell where they sending me ?
have I
lost control or just another soul
a car full of motherfuckers when we roll
sippen on that as I sit back
life as a big mack
brothers come up and say
'you did that?'
brotha take your eyes off tha prize
and even when you getten high
don't hesitate to try
cause you could fall off or stay ballin'
niggas we all in ?
and all my mothafuckers callen...
fuck tha World...

Chorus

fuck tha World

Damn, they wanna label me a menace
cause i'm sitten here sippin on Guinness
weighin' 165 and these tricks should die
for being jelous of a brotha when he rides
I can see it in your eyes
you wanna see a young player fallen
they hate ta see a nigga ballin'
some of you suckers is rotten
plotten on what I got
then you wonder why I shot him (booya)
please stop
given game for free
you wanna hang with me ?
like being a thug is tha thang ta be
but I got love for my homies
tha G's and macks
so if your black
then ya better stay strapped
nigga, fuck tha World...


Chorus

Fuck tha World
Fuck it...

I hear my niggas screamin' fuck tha world...
they wanna know if I claim tha click that i'm hangin' with
and if i'm down with this bangin' shit
well, homie I don't give a fuck
if ya blood or cuz
long as ya got love for thugs
but don't try ta test me out
stall that
homie this is thug life nigga
and we all strapped
I been through
hell and back
and if I fell, black
then it's
back to tha corner where we sell crack
some of you niggas is bustas
you runnin' around with these tramp ass bitches
don't trust her
but don't cry
this world ain't prepared for us
a straight thug mothafucker who ain't scared to bust
fuck tha World....


Chorus

Fuck tha World
(I don't care)
(I don't care)


(fade....)

Mother: I know what's wrong with that crazy motherfucker
He's just stand by the goddamn window
with that fuckin' AK all day
You don't work, you don't fuck, you don't,
you don't do a goddamn thing


I see death around the corner, gotta stay high while I survive
In the city where the skinny niggas die
If they bury me, bury me as a G nigga, no need to worry
I expect retaliation in a hurry
I see death around the- corner, anyday
Trying to keep it together, no one lives forever anyway
Strugglin and strivin, my destiny's to die
Keep my finger on the trigger, no mercy in my eyes
In a ball of confusion, I think about my daddy
Madder than a motherfucker, they never shoulda had me
I guess I seen too many murders, the doctors can't help me
Got me stressin' with my pistol in my sheets, it ain't healthy
Am I paranoid? - Tell me the truth
I'm out the window with my AK, ready to shoot
Ran out of endo and my mind can't take the stress,
I'm out of breath
Make me wanna kill my damn self,
but I see death around the corner


Chorus

(When we were kids, belonging felt good)
I see death around the corner
(But having respect, that feels even better)
I see death around the corner
(When we were kids, belonging felt good)
I see death around the corner
(But having respect, that feels even better)

I see death around the corner,
the pressure's getting to me
I no longer trust my homies,
them phonies tried to do me
Smoking too much weed,
got me paranoid, stressed
Pack a gat and my vest,
under my clothes when I dress
Here's hopin I die the way I lived,
straight thuggin'
Huggin' my trigger for all them niggas
who was buggin'
My homie told me once,
don't you trust them other suckers
They fought like they your homies
but they phony motherfuckers
And even if I did die young, who cares
All I ever got was mean mugs and cold stares
I got homies in my head
who done passed away screamin, please
Young nigga, make Gs
I can't give up, although I'm hopeless,
I think my mind's gone
All I can do is get my grind on, death around the corner


Chorus


I was raised in the city, shitty
Ever since I was an itty bitty kitty
Drinkin' liquor out my momma's titty
And smokin' weed was an everyday thang in my household,
And drinking liquor til' you out cold
And tho' i'm gone now, nigga it's still on- Pow
Bustin on them niggas til they gone
How many more jealous ass bitches, comin for my riches
Now I gotta stay suspicious when I bone
Cause if I ain't sharp and heartless,
them bitches will start shit
Excuse me, but this is where we part bitch
No more game for free, please explain to me
Why niggas trip bitch, who you came to see?
Murderin' now but see me later man, as for my pops
I got homies that will hunt you til you drop
I hope the Lord will forgive me, I was a G
And gettin high was a way of gettin free
I see death around the corner


Chorus


This is for all the real mothafuckin niggas out there
I know you ain't scared to die
We all gotta go, ya know ?
A real motherfucker will pick the time he goes
And make sure he handles his motherfuckin business
Y'all niggas stop acting like pussies out there,
all right


(Movie bites)


I'm tired off getting ripped off by guys like that

I want his family dead, I want his house burned to the ground
I want to got there in the middle of the night,
I wanna piss on his head
I want his family dead, I want his house burned to the ground
I want to got there in the middle of the night,
I wanna piss on his head

I want that sonova bitch dead, I want him dead
I want him dead, I don't care

[Tupac]

cause all I see is
Murder murder
my mind state
preoccupied with homicide
tryin to survive through this trial and rape
dead bodies at block parties
those unlucky bastards
gunfire now they require maybe closed casket
who can you blame ?
it's insane what we did do
witness an evil that these men do
bitches see it too
infact they be the reasons niggas get to bleeden
but i'll fucken fire when I leave'em
I shoulda seen'em
hostile ho's catch elbows and grows disposed of
and snitches get dealt with, with no love
body bags of adversaries that I had to bury
I broke tha law and their jaw
all in tha same flurry
but never worry
they'll remember me through history
causen motherfuckers to bleed
they'll label me an


Chorus

Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
they came into sin
Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
Dear God, I wonder can you save me?


Before I close my eyes
I fantasize i'm livin well
and I awaken
realizen i'm just in prison in hell
just as well
cause in my cell i'm keeping pictures of these bastards
excersisein'
visualizing'
everyone inside a casket
picture me blasted
surrounded by niggas in masks
sent with tha task
to harass and murder my ass
will I last ?
Heaven or Hell ?
Freedom or Jail ?
shit's hard who can you tell ?
and if we fail ?
high speeds
and tie weed on tha freeway
when will they learn to take it easy ?
driveby's
and niggas die
murder without a motive by making motherfuckers fry
got me runnin' from these coward ass crooked ass cops
helicopters tryin ta hover over niggas till we drops
Got no time for tha courts
my only thought is open fire
hit tha district attorney
but, fuck that bitch, cause she's a lie
now it's time to expire
I see tha judge
spray tha bitch
'motherfuckers is crooked !' is what I scream
and hit tha fence
I cominse to get wicked
spitten rounds as tha plot thickens
never missen
an early grave is my only mission
If I die
never worry, bury me beside my four-five
may God forgive me, I was high
and label me an


Chorus

Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
they came into sin
Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
Dear God, I wonder, could ya save me ?


Society lied to me
I ain't never gonna try ta be
my mob will be doin roberies
and stickups on these wannabe's
I witnessed niggas lose they chest
for ordinary reasons niggas bodies put ta rest
so I just..
swallow my becks and holla 'fuck'em'
and if i'm next
just leta nigga step with somethin'
I ain't fearin nothen
young and thugin
prepared for bustin if that's my destiny
ready for whatever
see you niggas can't get tha best of me
(hold me down)
definately no need for askin
(now he mad)
top speed
(smokin weed)
Blasted (biotch)
cause when I bust'em they gonna shiver
tha killers cry
soldiers got bodies floaten in tha river
what is they sayin ?
talken about prayin'
they need to stop
that ain't gonna help
these niggas sprayin up my block
tryin ta take my wealth


Chorus

Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
They came into sin
Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
Dear God, I wonder could ya save me ?

Outlaw, Outlaw
They came into sin
Outlaw, Outlaw, Outlaw
Dear God, I wonder could ya save me ?


[Tupac]

fuck tha judge, I gotta gruge
punk police, niggas run tha streets
it ain't nothen but muuuuzik
shits changed
1995 tha games has changed
motherfuckers is actin real strange
the rules is all rearranged
you got babies lyin' dead in tha streets
these punk police is crooked as me
but all I see
is mothafuckers actin' less than G's
stop bein a playa-hater
be an inovator nigga
fuck that shit
don't be no entertainer and a stranger
be a real mothafucker
keep it real
pack that steel
cause you know these streets is real deal
mothafuckers wanna see me in my casket
jelous, mothafucken bastards
i'll never die
thug niggas multiply
cause after me is Thug Life baby
then tha young thugs
then tha youngest thug of all my nigga Ra Ra