The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory

Suge Shot Me

In today's music news: the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has

Just released another album under the alias Makaveli

Music insiders are running wild trying to rearrange other artist

Street dates, in fear of a wipe out in retail interchart movement

Although no one knows the exact 'cause of the new album

Resources tell me a number of less fortunate rappers

Have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character

Of not only Mr. Shakur, but of Death Row Records as well

Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at Tupac

Excuse me Makaveli's verbal assault

On Mobb Sleep, Notorious P.I.G, and several other New York rappers

Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever

And several other corny sounding motherfuckers

Are understandably shaken up by this release

The question everbody wants to know is

Why'd they get this nigga started?

Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not available for comment

But released this statement:

It's not about East or West

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Riders and punks, Which side are you on?

These niggas is still fuckin' talkin?

You niggas still breathin? fuckin' roaches, alright

Aight, it's the Raid for your cockroaches

It's the raid for you punk motherfuckers

(The pump in yo' ass)

This is it nigga! Killuminati style

(Outlaw lifestyle)

Makaveli the Don, solo shit, bring it

Allow me to introduce first Makaveli the Don

Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like the holy Quran

Niggas get shook like 5-0

My 45 gun's next to me when we ride, for survival

Money makin' plans, pistol close at hand, swollen pockets

Let me introduce the topic, then we drop it

Expose snakes 'cause they breath freely, see me ride?

Located world wide like the art of graffiti

I think I'm tougher than Nitti, my attitude is shitty

Born on a dope fiend's titty, huh

In every city you'll find me

Look for trouble right behind me

My Outlaw niggas down to die for me, nah mean?

I hit the scene niggas duckin from my guillotine stare

I'm right there; my every word, a fuckin' nightmare

Get me high, let me see the sun rise and fall

This for my dogs down to die for yours

Extreme venom, no mercy when we all up in 'em

Cut 'em down to Hell is where we send 'em

My whole team, trained to explode ride or die

Murder motherfuckers lyrically, and I'm not gon' cry

Me - a born leader never leave the block without my heater

Two big pits, I call them my bitch nigga eaters

And not a whimper 'til I'm gone

Thug Life runnin' through my veins so I'm strong

(Ha ha ha)

Bye bye bye, let's get high and ride

Oh, how do we do these niggas but I'm not gon' cry

I'm a Bad Boy killer, Jay-Z die too

Lookin' out for Mobb Deep, nigga when I find you

Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe

How many niggas down to die for me? Yeah yeah

West coast rider, comin' right behind ya

Should've never fucked wit me

I want money, hoes, sex and weed

I wont rest till my road dawgs free, bomb first

We, bomb first when we ride

Please, reconsider 'fore you die

We ain't even come to hurt nobody tonight

But it's my life or your life, and I'ma bomb first

We, bomb first when we ride

Please, reconsider 'fore you die

We ain't even come to fight tonight

But it's my life or your life, and I'ma bomb first

For so many days and some many ways we've been duckin strays

They delivers, but we still some Bad Boy killers

Got nothin' to lose, I gots no where to go

I only got one home, see me stranded on Death Row

With Outlawz, it's Makaveli, be the general

And I be a soldier on a mission

Sent to do, what you'll never do

And that's ride for the cause

Yes I'll die for the cause

Ya best believe if I'ma leave this bitch

Yo I'm dying with yours

Kamikaze, sicker than a muh'fuckin' Nazi

Got a little question for that nigga that made "Paparazzi"

If you ain't in this rap game, for the motherfuckin' cash man

Then what is your motherfuckin' purpose? None can serve us

E.D.I Amin born worthless

That's until the day, I decided to bomb first bitch

Your style wack as ever, like you was rockin patent leather

Causin' massive terror, y'all niggas lack, you ain't thorough

Half rapper half drug kingpin

Yer tellin' fairy tales dunn

"King of New York, " like you the motherfuckin' one?

But I'm from Jerz and we don't play that shit

From the Claire down to Newark Bricks, all my niggas flippin chips

Gettin' rich, even though it's hard

Tryin' to creep through these halls and brawls

Without scarred by a revolv'

With no warnin' signs, 'cause yo my man took five

Now I'm the young one with the nine, ready to put in my time

Shoot first, look at they head burst bleedin'

Don't want to hear no shit this evenin', believe me

We, bomb first when we ride

Please, reconsider 'fore you die

G's, and thug niggas on the rise

Plan-plot-strategize, and bomb first

We, bomb first when we ride

Please, reconsider 'fore you die

G's, and thug niggas on the rise

Plan-plot-strategize, and bomb first

Makaveli in this... Killuminati, all through your body

The blow's like a twelve gauge shotty

Uh, feel me!

And God said he should send his one begotten son

To lead the wild into the ways of the man

Follow me; eat my flesh, flesh and my flesh

Come with me, Hail Mary

Run quick see, what do we have here

Now, do you wanna ride or die

La dadada, la la la la

I ain't a killer but don't push me

Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to getting pussy

Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words being quoted

Peeped the weakness in the rap game and sewed it

Bow down, pray to God hoping that he's listening

Seeing niggas coming for me, to my diamonds, when they glistening

Now pay attention, rest in peace father

I'm a ghost in these killing fields

Hail Mary catch me if I go, let's go deep inside

The solitary mind of a madman who screams in the dark

Evil lurks, enemies, see me flee

Activate my hate, let it break, to the flame

Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim

Some say the game is all corrupted, fucked in this shit

Stuck, niggas is lucky if we bust out this shit, plus

Mama told me never stop until I bust a nut

Fuck the world if they can't adjust

It's just as well, Hail Mary

Come with me, Hail Mary

Run quick see, what do we have here

Now, do you wanna ride or die

La dadada, la la la la

Come with me, Hail Mary

Run quick see, what do we have here

Now, do you wanna ride or die

La dadada, la la la la

Penitentiaries is packed with promise makers

Never realize the precious time the bitch niggas is wasting

Institutionalized I lived my life a product made to crumble

But too hardened for a smile, we're too crazy to be humble, we balling

Catch me father please, cause I'm falling, in the liquor store

That's the Hennessee I hear ya calling, can I get some more?

Hail 'til I reach Hell, I ain't scared

Mama checking in my bedroom; I ain't there

I got a head with no screws in it, what can I do

One life to live but I got nothing to lose, just me and you

On a one way trip to prison, selling drugs

We all wrapped up in this living, life as Thugs

To my homeboys in Clinton Max, doing they bid

Raise hell to this real shit, and feel this

When they turn out the lights, I'll be down in the dark

Thuggin eternal through my heart, now Hail Mary nigga

Come with me, Hail Mary

Run quick see, what do we have here

Now, do you wanna ride or die

La dadada, la la la la

Come with me, Hail Mary

Run quick see, what do we have here

Now, do you wanna ride or die

La dadada, la la la la

They got a APB, out on my Thug family

Since the Outlawz run these streets, like these skanless freaks

Our enemies die now, walk around half dead

Head down, K blasted off Hennessee and Thai

Trying it, mixed it, now I'm twisted blisted and high

Visions of me, Thug living getting me by

Forever live, and I multiply survived by Thugs

When I die they won't cry unless they coming with slugs

Peep the whole scene and whatever's going on around me

Brain kinda cloudy, smoked out feeling rowdy

Ready to wet the party up, and whoever in that motherfucker

Nasty new street, slugger my heat seeks suckers

On the regular mashing in a stolen black Ac Integ-ra

Cock back, sixty seconds 'til the draw that's when I'm dead in ya

Feet first, you got a nice gat but my heat's worse

From a Thug to preaching church, I gave you love now you eating dirt

Needing work, and I ain't the nigga to put you on

Cause word is bond when I was broke I had to hustle 'til dawn

That's when sun came up, there's only one way up

Hold ya head and stay up, to all my niggas get ya pay and weight up

If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks

Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate

To this shit I don't got, be the shit I gotta take

Dealing with fate, hoping God don't close the gate

If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks

Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate

To this shit I don't got, be the shit I gotta take

Dealing with fate, hoping God don't close the gate

Come with me, Hail Mary

Run quick see, what do we have here

Now, do you wanna ride or die

La dadada, la la la la

We've been traveling on this wayward road

Long time 'til I be take a 'eavy load

But we ride, ride it like a bullet

Hail Mary, Hail Mary

We won't worry everything will come real

Free like the bird in the tree

We won't worry everything will come real

Yes we free like the bird in the tree

We running from the penitentiary

This is the time for we liberty

Hail Mary, Hail Mary

Come with me, Hail Mary

Run quick see, what do we have here

Now, do you wanna ride or die

La dadada, la la la la

[Makaveli]

The money behind the dreams

My right hand, my other Capo in this big motherfuckin war we got

My other Capo in this big ass, conglomerate called Death Row

Snoop motherfuckin Dogg, Tha Doggfather

And who he comin through right now, Makaveli the Don

Feel this, Killuminati

(Toss it up!)

Lord have mercy, father help us all

Since you supllied yo' phone number, I can't help but call

Time for action, conversatin, we relaxin, kickin back

Got you curious for Thug Passion, now picture that

Tongue kissin, hand full of hair, look in my eyes

Time to make the bed rock, baby look how it rise

Me and you movin in the nude, do it in the living room

Sweatin up the sheets, it's the Thug in me

I mean no disrespectin when I tongue kiss your neck

I go a long way to get you wet, what you expect

Late night, hit the highway, drop the top

I pull over, gettin busy in the parking lot

And don't you love it how I lick your, hips and glide

Kiss you soft on your stomach, push my love inside

Got ya lost in a love zone, stuck in the lust

I got the bedroom shakin back-breakin when we're tossin it up

[K-Ci, JoJo]

In this baby, I like the way it's goin down

When all that is around, slip slide ride

Givin me love nice like

Female I like, what I wanna give all night

You and me alone everybody's gone toss it up

Baby let's, get it on!

I like the way you please me, babe

The sexy way you tease me, sugar

The way you move your body

It really drives me crazy

Your body hypnotizing, your smell is so exciting

So baby come on home with me, I like the way you give it to me!

[Chorus: K-Ci, JoJo]

I like the way you give it to me -- let me see you toss it up

[Repeat 4X w/ variations]

Play on, play on, play on, play on, play onnnn!

[Repeat 4X w/ variations]

[K-Ci, JoJo]

Ohhh, it's K-Ci baby, mmm that want you lady

Ohhh, don't act so shady, baby your taste as fine as gravy

The way you move that thang, you make me wanna sang

Girl you make my bells rang, make them go ting-a-ling!

Now the man, I'm here again

Don't worry to ever end

It's feeling too good

Gimme some more, oh lady lady

Your body the kind I like-ah

Big booty to the lung delight-ah

Bag it up yo, let me in there

Toss it up for me!

[Chorus 1/2]

[Makaveli]

Do you want me what's your phone number, I get around

Cali Love to my true Thugs, picture me now

Still down for that Death Row sound, searchin for paydays

No longer Dre Day, arrivederci

Blown and forgotten, rotten for plottin Child's Play

Check your sexuality, as fruity as this Alize

Quick to jump ship, punk trick, what a dumb move

Cross Death Row, now who you gon' run to?

Lookin for suckers cause you similar

Pretendin to be hard, oh my God, check your temperature

Screamin Compton, but you can't return, you ain't heard

Brothers pissed cause you switched and escaped to the burbs

Mob on to this new era, cause we Untouchable

Still can't believe that you got 'Pac rushin you

Up in you, bless the real, all the rest get killed

Who can you trust, only time reveals -- toss it up!

[Chorus w/ variations]

[Makaveli]

Play on playa, play on

How can some non-players do a song about Compton

And then wanna do a player song?

How can non-players do it? (We not little kids, we not playin)

Tellin lies, who?

Puffy, I read your little interview buddy, c'mon

You still ain't touchin us, all that peace talk

I don't care if you kiss my ass from here to across the street boy

It's on

Toss it up, we took you on, and we took y'all beat

You know we beat you down, and we took y'all beat

Cause you wasn't rockin it right

Tired of suckers rockin it, toss it up, is how we did it

Yeah, toss it up now!

Street Science, you're on the air

What do you feel when you hear a record like 2Pac's new one?

I love 2Pac's new record

Right, but don't you feel like that creates tension between East and West?

He's talking about killing people, "I had sex with your wife", and not in those words

But he's talking about, "I wanna see you deceased"

No Doubt

To live and die in L.A. (California)

No matter what you say about Los Angeles

It's still the only place for me

It never rains in Southern California

To live and die in L.A

Where everyday we try to fatten our pockets

Us niggas hustle for the cash, so it's hard to knock it

Everybody got they own thing, currency chasin'

Worldwide through the hard times, worrying faces

Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart

Who was a friend, now a ghost in the dark

Cold-hearted 'bout it, nigga got smoked by a fiend

Tryin' to floss on him, blind to a broken man's dream

A hard lesson, court cases keep me guessin'

Plea bargain ain't an option now, so I'm stressin'

Cost me more to be free than a life in the pen

Makin' money off of cuss words, writin' again

Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen

Late night down sunset, likin' the scene

What's the worst they can do to a nigga?

Got me lost in Hell, to live and die in L.A. on bail

(My angel sing) To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be

(And the angels go) You've got to be there to know it

When everybody wanna see

(To live and die in L.A) to live and die in L.A., it's the place to be

You've got to be there to know it

When everybody wanna see

It's the city of angels and constant danger

South Central L.A. can't get no stranger

Full of drama like a soap opera, on the curb

Watchin' the ghetto bird helicopters, I observe

So many niggas gettin' three strikes, tossed in jail

I swear, the pen right across from hell

I can't cry, 'cause it's on now, I'm just a nigga on his own now

Livin' life thug style, so I can't smile

Writing to my peoples when they ask for pictures

Thinkin' Cali just fun and bitches

Better learn about the dress code, B's and C's

All them other motherfucker copycats, these is G's

I love Cali like I love women

'Cause every nigga in L.A. got a little bit of thug in him

We might fight amongst each other

But I promise you this: we'll burn this bitch down, get us pissed, to live and die in L.A.

To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be

(Let my angels sing) You've got to be there to know it

When everybody wanna see

(And my angels go) To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be

(To live and die in L.A) You've got to be there to know it

When everybody wanna see

It wouldn't be L.A. without mexicans

Black love, brown pride in the sets again

Pete Wilson tryin' to see us all broke

I'm on some bullshit out for everything they owe

Remember KDAY? Weekends, Crenshaw, MLK?

Automatics rang free, niggas lost they way

Gang signs being shown, nigga, love your hood

But recognize and it's all good

Where the weed at? Niggas gettin' shermed out

Snoop Dogg in this mothafucka permed out

M.O.B., Big Suge in the Lo-Lo, bounce and turn

Dogg Pound in the Lex with a ounce to burn

Got them Watts niggas with me, O.F.T.B

They got some hash, took the stash, left the rest for me

Neckbone, Tray, Heron, Buntry too

Big Rock got knocked, but this one's for you

I hit the studio and drop a jewel, hopin' it pay

Gettin' high, watchin' time fly, to live and die in L.A.

To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be

(Let my angel sing) You've got to be there to know it

When everybody wanna see

(And my angels go) To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be

(To live and die in L.A.) You've got to be there to know it

When everybody wanna see (Let my angel sing)

This go out for 92.3 and 106

All the radio stations that be bumpin' my shit

Makin' my shit sells quadruple, quatruple, platinum

(To live and die in L.A.) This go out to all the magazines that support a nigga

All the real motherfuckers

(To live and die in L.A.) All the stores, the mom and pop spots

A&R people, all y'all mothafuckers

(To live and die in L.A.) L.A., California Love part mothafucking two

Without gay ass Dre (To live and die in L.A.)

To live and die in L.A.

To live and die in L.A.

God has a plan and the Bible unfolds that wonderful plan

Through the message of prophecy

God sent Jesus into this world to be our Saviour

And that Christ is returning, someday soon

To unfold the wonderful plan of eternity, for my life and your life

As long as we're cooperating with God

By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and Saviour

And as the Lord, does return in the coming seven days

We'll see you next time here on This Week in Bible Prophecy

Tupac, don't start that blasphemy in here

Makaveli, the new breed and I remember what my pops told me

The new word, follow me, remember what my pops told me

My family tree, consists of drug dealers, thugs and killers

Strugglin', known to hustle, screamin', fuck they feelings

I got advice from my father, all he told me was this

Niggaz, get off your ass if you plan to be rich

There's ten rules to the game but I'll share with you two

Know, niggaz gon' hate you for whatever you do

Now rule one, get your cash on, M.O.B.

That's Money Over Bitches 'cause they breed envy

Now rule two is a hard one, watch for phonies

Keep yo', enemies close nigga, watch yo' homies

It seemed a little unimportant, when he told me I smiled

Picture jewels being handed to an innocent child

I never knew in my lifetime I'd live by these rules

Initiated as an outlaw, studying rules

Now papa ain't around, so I gotta recall

Or come to grips with bein' written on my enemy's wall, rest in peace

Promised, if I have a seed, I'ma guide him right

Dear Lord, don't let me die tonight

I got words for my comrades, listen and learn

Ain't nuttin' free, give back what you earn, no doubt

Gettin' higher than a motherfucker, blessed and pleased

This Thug life'll be the death of me, c'mon, yeah

And I remember what my papa told me

Remember what my papa told me, blasphemy

Love for dem dat steal in the name of da Lord

Dem a tell nuff lie but holdin' my bird in a cloud

Usin' de name of de Lord in vein

While de people in de ghetto, feel nuff pain

We probably in Hell already, our dumb asses not knowin'

Everybody kissin' ass to go to Heaven, ain't goin'

Put my soul on it, I'm fightin' devil, niggaz daily

Plus the media be crucifying brothers severely

Tell me, I ain't God's son, nigga, Mom a virgin

We got addicted, had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

Doin' wild shit, lookin' at the sun, don't pay

Criminal mind all the time, wait for Judgment Day

They say Moses split the Red Sea

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one, I'm deadly, Babylon beware

Comin' from the Pharoahe's kids, retaliation

Makin' legends off the shit we did, still bullshittin'

Niggaz in Jerusalem, waitin' for signs

God promised, she's just takin' her time

Living by the Nile, while the water flows

I'm contemplating plots, wondering which door to go

Brothas getting shot, comin, back resurrected

It's just that raw shit, nigga check it, that raw shit

And I remember what my papa told me

Remember what my papa told me, blasphemy

Love for dem dat steal in the name of da Lord

Dem a tell nuff lie but holdin' my bird in a cloud

Usin' de name of de Lord in vein

While de people in de ghetto, feel nuff pain

The preacher want me buried why? 'Cause I know he a liar

Have you ever seen a crackhead, that's eternal fire

Why you got these kids minds, thinkin' that they evil

While the preacher bein' richer, you say honor God's people

Should we cry, when the Pope die, my request

We should cry if they cried when we buried Malcolm X

Mama tell me, am I wrong, is God just another cop

Waitin to beat my ass if I don't go pop?

Memories of a past time, givin' up cash

To the leaders, knowin' damn well, it ain't gonna feed us

In my brain how can you explain, time in D.C.

It's hard enough to live now, in these times of greed

They say Jesus is a kind man, well, he should understand

Times in this crime man, my thug nation

Do whatchu gotta do but know you gotta change

Try to find a way to make it out the game

I leave this and hope, God, can see my heart is pure

Is Heaven just another door? I leave this here

I leave this and hope, God, see my heart is pure

Is Heaven just another door? And my people say

Love for dem dat steal in the name of da Lord

Dem a tell nuff lie but holdin' my bird in a cloud

Usin' de name of de Lord in vein

While de people in de ghetto, feel nuff pain

Our father, who art in Heaven

Hallow be Thy name

Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done

In earth, as it is in Heaven

Give us this day, our daily bread

As we give up our debts

As we forgive our debtors

Lead us not into temptation

But deliver us, unevil

For God, is the kingdom and the power

And the glory forever and ever and ever

In the life we live as thugs

Everbody fuckin wit us so can't you see

It's hard to be a man

Ridin wit my gun in hand

Why explain the game? Niggas ain't listenin

Stuck in positions. If victims can't stand the heat

Then stay the fuck out the kitchen

Have these bustas switchin, lookin at me mean

Itchin, givin suckas plenty space

Have these bitch niggas snitchin

Where are we now? Guns found daily

The feds surely hope that they could finally nail me for sellin dope

They backwards, make tracks burst whenever I rap

Attack. Words bein known to explode on contact

Extreme at times. Blinded by my passion and fury

Look at me laugh at my competition's flashin my jewelry

You'd stay silent if you niggas knew me. Truely effective

The shit you heard ain't do me justice. Got a death wish, bitch

Run up, face me and trace wit an infared beam

It seems niggas ain't recognize my team

Ain't nobody holdin you back. Explode the track to confetti

Unload it. Cuz niggas ain't ready. The life of an outlaw

Code 3. Attack formation. Pull out your pistols

Keep an eye out for the devils cuz they itchin to get you

Mercy to this madman screamin kamikaze in tongue

Automatic gunfire makin all my enemies run

Who should I call when I'm shot and bleedin

Indeed the possibility has part a chase in cream

Dope got me hatin fiends. Scheam wit my team, just a chosen few

My foes victim of explosives. Come closer. Exhale the fumes

We got memories fadin fast. A slave for cash

Accelerate, mash, blast, then dash

Don't look now. How you like it, raw

Niggas ain't ready for the wrath of the outlaws. Never surrender

Death is for a son to stay free. I'm thugged out

Fuck the world cuz this is how they made me

Scarred but still breathin

Believe in me and you could see the victory

A warrior with jewels. Can you picture me?

Life of and outlaw

City under siege. It's like I can't even breathe

I'm from the state of car theives. G, deep from the street

Plenty beef. I play for keeps, arrange the whole crime scene

Mobb Deep. This nigga from behind tryin to creep

No halfs wit no straps, jack

It's on to bounce back

And an ounce so fat, they snatch my style?

Get this grip wit hollows to get cha

Snip wit clippers. Get the picture?

I wrote my life down like a scripture

And I'm still on lost in the land of the lonely

Where ain't nobody holy. A matter of a fact, we unholy

Everybody livin soley for themselves. Too? on a land hell

Somebody need me. You know we lost hope and we needin it

Wit the evil it's forever. But it might be low down, scandalouz

Like a tramp is. All for the street fame on how to be managed

To plan shit. 6 months in advaced to what we plotted

Approved to go on swole and now I got it

Un uh, crack my window. Knowin they'd love to catch Kastro sleepin

Attach a strap under my pillow and a hand like we freakin

Creepin deep into morning. Peepin out the weak

While they yawnin and let my cloud speak for it's self

No doubt. Outlaw. Outta my mind, outta time. You're all blind

Some kind of life of mine Kato don't mind

Findin it funny, matter of fact, cuz it is

Perhaps finally I look at that true over the years as an outlaw

Eh, Noble

What's up nigga

Would you die for me, nigga?

Hell yeah

Would you kill for me?

On my grandmother, nigga

Ah yo

What's up

Let's ride on them stupid bitches right now

Watch out

Well now they all say they roaches and parasites

Snakes and all they might

Thug Life break night

Drink till we fist fight

Life or death. But you can't win with a vest

But there won't be no breathing for the reason

Punk bitch on your breath

I see day is dark and I admit it's dark

So chase?

Hide your stash

Beware foolin marks

And yo, Makaveli, give me them bullets that was left for PO's belly

And let me bust back to them niggas till they all sweaty

[Spoken:] Outlaw In This

No doubt, Death Row, Makaveli

You can call me daddy

I'll be ya daddy

JUST LIKE DADDY

Foe tha ladies

[Chorus]

Come with me and tha time we bump, deticaite slow jams on tha radio,

Know ya happy I can feel ya passion lookin out foe ya just like daddy,

Come on, sun shine turn to rain, baby I can take away ya pain if ya trust

Me close ya eyes feel tha magic neva leave when ya need me I do ya just

Like daddy

I met her when she was younger

When her daddy died when she was younger

Her moms let her do what she please they said no one loved her

Her eyes shined love a dimaond and above

Tha kind that you can love

Not yet touched with so much, potintial

Youngster let me got ya mental

And to a place

With a sourness of pain you'll never taste

By God's grace

You were born with that face

Nuthin but pure beauty

So for an enternaity I feel it's my duty

To be a SOULJAH

Dippin I got plans to mold ya

And in tha coldest nights is when I hold ya

Like Iam supposta, as we roll closer

I'll take your hand gladly, anything ya need ask me

Supporting my baby just like daddy

[2PAC]

You alveate tha stress spend time with you, I feel blessed

When you gone feel tha pain so strong deep in my chest

When i got arrested, came so close to goin to jail

Throwin blows at tha po pos breakin they nails

Screamin loud goin all out

Damn I did

You stayed locked down at moms house

Watchin tha kids, thru tha whole bid

In tha V-I I seen ya daily

When my fake homies try ta fuck you, you run and tell me

That's why I stay commited, I thank God everytime I hit it

Hopin you'll forgive me for the times I bullshitted

Me and you against the world

We untouchable, screamin like ya dyin everytime I'am fuckin you

Ya never had a father or a family, but I'll be there

No need to fear so much insanity

And thru tha years

I know ya gave me your heart and plus

When I'am dirt broke and fucked up Ya still love me

[Chours]

(An Outlaw)

Boo would ya die for me?

Down holdin my pistol, gettin high

With mean sounds tougher than brisles

Fool when you cry

I'll be ya tissue

Back in tha county writin letters how I miss you

Givin you credit, apoligetic how I dis you

Get you for thinkin like a mona and on a level

And sometime daddy ready to wine ya and dilain

For total and twine ya

We right behind ya tru

Life just me and you no tellin what we could do

(Another Outlaw)

Gettin high between tha sheets

Make tha shit right here discrete

Puttin nikies on ya belly while we fuckin on tha beach

I love it when ya nut up and grab me

I feel for ya badly, baby girl just like daddy

(A 3rd Outlaw)

Shorty I lend my hand out ta help ya

Loss soul lookin for shelta, on tha late night accept ya

Treat ya good won't disrespect ya

My age is young

Out of place bitch days is done

From a trixy to a missy

You know I raised ya hon

Placed her under my wing

Showed her how we swing

Now she rollin blunts for her king

1 day labled thug Mrs

Tha essance of my ghetto sistas

Hugs and kisses

That's just for me to be a father figure

Hand me a cigarette dawg!

They got me feelin crazier than a motherfucker

I got bad ass in this motherfucker

Makaveli the Don, representin' the Outlawz

Bad ass representin' the L.B.C

So what'cha wanna do? Y'know how we do it

Time goes by, puffin' on lye

Hopin' that it gets me high

Got a nigga goin' crazy

Oh yeah, I feel crazy

(Tell 'em bout it)

Last year was a hard one, but life goes on

Hold my head against the wall learnin' right from wrong

They say my ghetto instrumental, detrimental to kids

As if they can't see the misery in which they live

Blame me for the outcome, ban my records, check it

Don't have to bump this but please respect it

I took a minus and now the hard times are behind us

Turned into a plus, now they stuck livin' blinded

Hennesey got me feelin bad, time to stop drinkin'

Rollin, in my drop-top Jag, what's that cops thinkin'?

Sittin in my car, watch the stars and smoke

I came a long way but still I got so far to go

Dear mama, don't worry; I'ma watch for snakes

Tell Setchu, that I love her, but it's hard to take

I got the letter that she sent me, and I cried for weeks

This what came out when I tried to speak, all I heard was

Time goes by, puffin' on lye

Hopin' that it gets me high

Got a nigga goin crazy

I feel crazy (all I hear was)

Time goes by, puffin' on lye

Hopin' that it gets me high

Got a nigga goin' crazy (crazy!, Crazy!)

I feel crazy (one, two, three, four)

I see bloods and crips runnin' up the hill

Lookin' for a better way

My brothers and sisters it's time to bail

'Cause even thug niggas pray

Hopin' God hear me, I entered the game; look how much I changed

I'm no longer innocent casualties of fame

Made a lot of money, seen a lot of places

And I swear I seen a peaceful smile on my mama's face

When I gave her the keys to her own house, this your land

Your only son done became a man

Watchin' time fly; I love my people do or die

But I wonder why, we scared to let each other fly

June one-six, 'seven-one, the day

Mama pushed me out her womb, told me, "Nigga get paid"

No one can understand me - the black sheep

Outcasted from my family, now packin' heat

I run the streets, a young runaway, live for today

When he died, I could hear him (made it!) Say, c'mon (westside!)

Time goes by, puffin' on lye

Hopin' that it gets me high

Got a nigga goin' crazy (she better get me fucked up)

I feel crazy

Time goes by, puffin' on lye

Hopin' that it gets me high

Got a nigga goin' crazy (crazy! Crazy!)

I feel crazy (crazy! Black it out, huh)

God help me out here (help me out!) 'cause I'm posessed

I need the root of all evil for my stress

'Cause money's like a stong prescription drug, it's got me addicted

To the pleasure and the pain it inflicted

Somethin' 'bout the paper with the pictures of the president's head

Damn, it's like a motherfuckin' plague that spread

It's epidemic; forgotten, forgotten it got worse

I keep my head on straight, makin' money 'cause it's cursed

Makin' money makes a difference day by day so I gotta stay

Paid, no doubt, day in and day out

This life is like a vicious cycle called, "Fighting to live"

No matter how hard you try, it's in death, you gotta die

A lot of my peers didn't make it to the years to come

Did life doin' right, or did life livin' dumb

Who has the answers? I wonder; I turn to my elders

They aged and experienced, but they can't even tell ya

Or tell me, that there'll be light at the end of the road

(Why?) 'Cause they don't even know

A million thangs run through my mind

You ain't gotta be in jail to be doin' time (remember this too)

Time goes by, puffin' on lye

Hopin' that it gets me high

Got a nigga goin' crazy (crazy! Crazy!)

I feel crazy (crazy!)

Time goes by, puffin' on lye

Hopin' that it gets me high

Got a nigga goin' crazy (I feel fucked up in this bitch!)

I feel crazy (I smoked half an ounce to the head)

Time goes by, puffin' on lye (chocolate tye, indo, Hawaiian, lambsbread)

Hopin' that it gets me high (Buddha, all that shit)

Got a nigga goin' crazy (I feel fucked up in this motherfucker!)

(And Hennesey don't help) I feel crazy (and Hennesey don't help)

(Thug Passion in this muh'fucker) time goes by, puffin' on lye (makaveli the Don puttin' it down to the fullest)

Hopin' that it gets me high (maximum overload)

Got a nigga goin' crazy (three day theory, killuminati to your body)

With the impact of a 12 gauge shotty (I feel crazy)

Double-I slugs, no love, straight thugs

One time for my niggaz in the jail cell (one time for my niggaz locked up)

One time for my niggaz doin' life in hell (one time for my niggaz and shit, one time)

One time (one time) for my niggaz in the jail cell

One time for my niggaz doin' life in hell (one time for my niggaz locked down)

One time (one time) for my niggaz on Death Row (one time for my niggaz on the Row)

For my niggaz on Death Row (for my niggaz on the Death Row)

One time for my niggaz livin, broke (Westside, California style, L.A.!)

One time (you know what time it is, no doubt) for my niggaz livin, broke

One time (get high, puffin on lye) for my niggaz in the jail cell

(Wonder if it get me high)

(Yeah, yeah)

I ain't saying I'm innocent of all this

I'm just saying

This song is for y'all

For all the times I mess up

When we mess up

Dear sister

Got me twisted up in prison

I miss you

Crying

Looking at my nieces and my newphews picture

They say don't let this cruel world get you

Kinda suspicious,

Swearing one day you might leave me

For someone that's richer

Twist the cap off the bottle

I Take a sip And see tommorrow

Gotta make it if I have to Beg and Borrow

Reading love letters

Late night, locked down, and quiet

If brothers don't receive their mail

Best believe we riot

Eating Jack mat

Staring at walls of Silence

Inside this cage

Where they captured all my rage and violence

In time I learned a few lessons

Never fall for riches

Apologizes to my TRUE sisters

Far from bitches

Help me raise my black nation

Reparations are due

Its true

Caught up in this world

I took advantage of you

So tell the babies how I love them

Precious boys and girls

Born black in this white mans world

And all I heard was

Who knows what tommorrow brings

In this world where everyone lies

Where to go

No matter how far I find

To let you know

That You're not alone

Being born with less

I must confess

Only adds on to the stress

Two gunshots to my homies head

Died in his rest

Shot him to death

And Left him bleeding for his family to see

I pass his casket

Gently asking

Is there heaven for G's?

My homeboys doing life

His baby's mama be stressing

Shedding tears

When her son finally ask that questions

Where my daddy at?

Mama, Why we live so poor?

Why you crying?

Heard you late night

Through my bedroom door

Now do you love me mama?

Why do they keep calling me nigger?

Get my weight up, with my hate

And pay 'em back when I'm bigger

Still thugging in this jail cell

Missing my block

Hearing brothers screaming all night

Wishing they'd stop

Proud to be black

But why do we act like

We don't love ourselves

Don't look around

Buster (you sucker)

Check yourselves

Know what if means to be black

Whether a man or girl

We're still struggling in this

White man's world

Who knows what tommorrow brings

In this world where everyone lies

Where to go

No matter how far I find

To let you know

That You're not alone

So tell me why you changed

Choosing new direction

In a blink of an eye

My time away just made perfection

You think I'd die

Not gonna cry

Why should I care

Like we holding on to lost love

That's no longer there

Can you please help me

God Bless me please

Keep my seeds healthy

Banging on my enemies Bleed

While my G's wealthy

Hoping they bury me

With ammunition, weed, and shells

Just in case they trip in heaven

Ain't no G's hell

Sister sorry for the pain

That I caused your heart

I know I'll change

If you help me

But Don't fall apart

Rest In Peace

To Latasha, Little Yummy, and Kato

To much for this cold world to take

Ended up being fatal

Every women in America

Especially Black

Bear with me, can't you see

We're under attack

I never meant to cause drama

To my sister and Mama

Will we make it

To better times

In this white man worlds

Shit, you motha fuckin right

I'm the bitch that's keepin it live

And keepin it hot

When you punk ass niggas don't

Nigga, west side what!

Bring it on.

Look for me Lost in the world wind 96

Bonnie and Clyde.

Me and my girlfriend doin' 85 when we ride

Trapped in this world of sin

Born as a ghetto child

Raised in this whirlwind.

Our childhood years recall the tears

Heart laced with venom

Smokin Shern, drinkin malt liquor

Father forgive her

Me and my girlfriend

Must of fell in love with the struggle

Hands on the steering wheel

Bust! watch me bail out and bust em

Fuck em all. Watch em fall screamin

Automatic gunfire exorcisin all demons

My mafia off on the side

My complication high

Ready to die

We bail out to take the jail back

Niggas united

Our first date

Can't wait to see you naked

Touch you in every secret place

I can hardly wait to bust freely

Got you red hot

You so happy to see me

Made the frontpage, primetime live on TV

Nigga, my girlfriend

May be .45 but she still live

One shot makin niggas heart beats stop

What!

I'm bustin on you punk ass niggas

Run, nigga, run. I'm on your ass nigga

Run, nigga, duck and hide

I'm bustin on all you bitches

Run, nigga, yeah

West side, uh, uh, uh

Die, nigga, die

My girlfriend blacker than the darkest night

When niggas act bitch made

She got the heart to fight

Nigga, my girlfriend

Though we seperated at times

I know deep inside baby girl'll always be mine

Picked you up when you was nine

Started out my life of crime wit you

Bought you some shells when you turned 22

It's true

Nothing compares to the satisfaction

That I feel when we out mashin

Me and my girlfriend

All I need in this life of sin

Is me and my girlfriend

Down to ride to the bloody end

Just me and my girlfriend

I was too immature to understand your ways

Inexperienced back in the days

Caused so many arguments and strays

Now I realize how to treat cha

The secret to keep ya

Bein faitful cuz now cheating's leathal

We closer than the hands of time

Deeper than the drive of mankind.I trust you dearly

I shoot blind

In time I clock figures

Droppin niggas as we rise

We all souljas in God eyes

Now it's time for war

Never leave me waitin

I'm paranoid

Sleepin with you loaded by my bedside, crazy

Jealous when you hang wit the fellas

I wait patiently alone

Anticipated for the moment you come home

I'm watin by the phone

This is true love, I can feel it

I've had a lot of women in my bed

But you the realest

If you need me, call

I'll be there

Through it all

You're the reason I could stand tall

Me and my girlfriend

Repeats

I love finger fuckin you

All of a sudden I hearin thunder

When you bust a nut

Niggas be duckin

Or takin numbers

Love to watch you at a block party

Beggin for drama

While unleashin on the old times

That's on my mama

I would trade my life for yours

Behind closed door

The only girl that I adore

Everything I'm askin for

Talkin to me

Beggin me to just take you around

17, like Brandy, you just wanna be down

Talkin loud

When I tell you be quiet, you move a crowd

Bustin rounds, activatin arye

That's why I love you

So no control, down to roll

Unleash. After I hit, you break apart

Then back to one piece

Much love to my one and only girlfriend

The world is ours

Just hold me down

Baby, witness the power

Never leave a nigga alone

I love you, black or chrome

Turn this house into a happy home

Me and my girlfriend

Repeats

Lost in the world in 96. Bonnie and Clyde

Me and my girlfriend doin 85 when we ride

Drive in this world of sin

Born as a ghetto child

Raised in this whirlwind

Look for me

Repeats

My homeboys in Clinton And Rikers Island

All the penitentiaries

Mumia, Mutulu, Geronimo Pratt

All the political Prisoners

San Quinton

All the jailhouses

I'm with you

Yeah

One Thug, One Thug

How do we keep the music playing

One Thug, One Thug

I wake up early in the morning

Mind state so military

Suckas fantasizing

Pictures of a young brother buried

Was it me

The Weed

Or this life I lead

If daytime is for suckas then tonight we breathe

Out for all that

Knowing that this world brings drawbacks

Look how they shiver

Once I deliver these war raps

Meet me at the cemetery dressed in black

Tonight we

Honor the dead, those who won't be back

So if I die do the same for me

Shed no tears

An Outlaw, thug living in this game for years

Why worry?

Hope to God

Get me high when I'm buried

Knowing deep inside only a few love me

Don't rush me through the gates of heaven

Let me picture for a while

How I lived from my days as a child

I wonder now

How do we outlast, always get cash

Stay strong if we all mash

Hold Your head

How do we keep the music playing

(You got to hold your head)

How do we get ahead

(Hold your head)

Too many young black brothers are dying

(You got to hold your head)

Living fast, too fast

(Hahaha)

These felonies be like prophecies

Begging me to stop

Cause these lawyers getting money every time they knock us

Snatch they pockets lyrically

Suckas flee when they notice

Switched my name to Makaveli

Had the rap game closed

Expose foes, with my hocus pocus flows, they froze

Now suckas idolize my chosen blows

And more money, mean litigating

More playa hating

Got a cell at the Penn for me waiting

Is this my fate?

Miss me with that misdemeanor thinking

We fall back

Never had too much Tequilla drinking

We all that

Make them understand me

You lie to say my posse

Everyone roll with me is family

Cause every bodies got me

Watch me paint a perfect vision

This life we living

Got us all meeting up in prison

Last week I got a letter from my road dog

Written in blood

Saying Please show a young playa love

Hold your head

Hold it

How do we keep the music playing

(You got to hold your head)

How do we get ahead

(C'Mon, Hold your head)

Too many young black brothers are dying

(Yes, hold hold your head)

Living fast, too fast

(Weed got me thinking in my mind)

God bless the child that can hold is own

Indeed

Enemies bleed when I hold my chrome

Let these words be the last

To my unborn seeds

Hope to raise my young nation in this world of greed

Currency means nothing if you still ain't free

Money breeds jealousy, take the game from me

I hope for better days

Trouble comes naturally

Running from authorities

Till they capture me

And my aim, is to spread more smiles than tears

Utilize lessons learned from my childhood years

Maybe mama had it all right

Rest your head

Straight conversation all night

Bless the dead

To the homies that I used to have

That no longer roll

Catch a brother at the crossroads

Plus, nobody knows my soul

Watching time pass

Through the glass of my drop top Rolls

Hold your head

How do we keep the music playing

(You got to hold your head)

How do we get ahead

(No matter how hard it gets, feel me, c'mon)

(Hold your head)

Too many young black brothers are dying

(Smoke some weed, drink a drink, read a book,

Watch the stars, get some pussy, whatever)

Living fast, too fast

How do we keep the music playing

(Yes, you got to hold your head)

How do we get ahead

To my niggas that went out in line on duty

21-gun salute! One love, one thug, one nation

(Let's get down, let's do this)

21-gun salute (Come on, yeah, let's do this)

21-gun salute (Come on, come on, let's do this!)

All the time I be

Hopin' my true motherfuckers know

This be the realest shit I ever wrote

Against all odds, up in the studio gettin' blowed

To the truest shit I ever spoke

21-gun salute, dressed in fatigues, black jeans and boots

I just appeared in the crowd, all you seen was troops

This little nigga named Nas think he live like me

Talking 'bout he left the hospital, took five like me

You live in fantasies, nigga, I reject your deposit

We shook Dre punk ass, now he out of the closet

Mobb Deep wonder why a nigga blowed 'em out

Next time grown folks talking, nigga close your mouth!

Peep me, I take this war shit deeply

Done seen too many real players fall

To let these bitch niggas beat me

Puffy, let's be honest: you a punk or you will see me with gloves?

Remember that shit you said to Vibe about me bein' a thug?

And you can tell the people you roll with whatever you want

But you and I know what's goin' on

Payback, I knew you bitch niggas from way back

Witness me strapped with MAC's, knew I wouldn't play that

All you old rappers tryin' to advance

It's all over now, take it like a man

Niggas lookin' like Larry Holmes (look at De La Soul!)

Flabby and sick

Tryin' to player hate on my shit, you eat a fat dick

Let it be known, this is how you made me

Lovin' how I got you niggas crazy

Against all odds, hopin' my thug motherfuckers know

This be the realest shit I ever wrote

Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin' blowed

To the truest shit I ever spoke

Against all odds, hopin' my true motherfuckers know

This be the realest shit I ever wrote

I heard he was light-skinned, stocky, with a Haitian accent

Jewelry, fast cars and he's known for flashin'

Listen while I take you back and lace this rap

A real live tale about a snitch named Haitian Jack

Knew he was workin' for the feds

Same crime, different trials, nigga, picture what he said

And did I mention?

Promised to payback, Jimmy Henchman, in due time

I know you bitch niggas is listenin', the world is mine

Set me up, wet me up, niggas stuck me up

Heard the guns bust, but you tricks never shut me up

Touch one of mine, on everything I love

I'll destroy everything you touch

Play the game, nigga; all out warfare, eye for eye

Last words to a bitch nigga: "Why you lie?"

Now you gotta watch your back, now watch your front

Here we come, gunshots to Tut, now you stuck

Fuck the rap game, nigga, this M.O.B

So believe me, we enemies, I go against all odds

I'm hopin' my true motherfuckers know

This be the realest shit I ever wrote

Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin' blowed

To the truest shit I ever spoke

I'm hopin' my true motherfuckers know

This be the realest shit I ever wrote; against all odds

Puffy gettin' bribed like a bitch, to hide that fact

He did some shit he shouldn't have did, so we ridin' for that

And that nigga that was down for me, restin' dead

Switched sides, guess his new friends wanted him dead

Probably be murdered for the shit that I said

I bring the real, be a legend, breathin' or dead

Lord, listen to me, God don't like ugly, it was written

Ayo, Nas, your whole damn style is bitten

You heard my melody (This nigga sounds like Rakim!)

Read about my life in the papers

All my run-ins with authorities, felonious capers

Now you wanna live my life

So what's a "chazzer", Nas? Niggas that don't rhyme right

You've seen too many movies

Load 'em up against the wall, close his eyes

Since you lie you die — goodbye!

Let the real live niggas hear the truth from me

What would you do if you was me? Nigga

Hopin' my true motherfuckers know

This be the realest shit I ever wrote

Against all odds, up in the studio gettin' blowed

To the truest shit I ever spoke

Against all odds, hopin' my true motherfuckers know

This be the realest shit I ever wrote

Against all odds, up in the studio gettin' blowed

To the truest shit I ever spoke; against all odds

21-gun salute, one love to my true thug niggas

(Outlaw! Outlaw! Outlaw!)

21-gun salute to my niggas that die in the line of duty

Representin' to the fullest, bein' soldiers with military minds

That play the rules of the game, 21-gun salute

I salute you, my niggas, stay strong

I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you, it's all for you

To all you bitch-made niggas, I'm comin' for you

Against all odds, I don't care who the fuck you is

You touch me, I'm at you

I know you motherfuckers didn't think I forgot

Hell nah, I ain't forgot, nigga

I just remember what you told me

You said don't go to war unless I got my money right

I got my money right now, now I want war