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Yo Redd Spyder, is that 50 Cent Pac joint
Let me know,
gon' be some stuff you gon' see
That's gon' make it to smile in the future

Yeah nigga, ha ha go nigga, this is what it is
Tupac cut his head bald, then you wanna cut yo' head
(You nigga)
Tupac wear a you wan' wear a bandanna
Tupac put a cross on his back you wanna put crosses on yo'
Nigga you ain't Tupac, this

Is it, money or to funny beginnings, tragic endings
I can make a and still not get enough of spending
And since my life is based on sinnin', I'm hell
Rather be buried be worried, livin held down

My game plan to be trained and,
Mind of a Thug Lord, in the cemetery
Caught, I've been lost since my adolescence, callin to
Ballin' as a youngster, if he sees us

Young black male, sales got me three strikes
in jail, this is hell, enemies die
Wonder when we all is anybody listenin'?
Got my, hands on my semi shotty, bitchin'

Please God can you me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we into insanity
I it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop shit, to any stupid bitches don't fight

Makaveli returns, it's 'All Eyez On Me'
(What do we have now?)
And you can hate it or love it, but that's it's gon' be
You shoulda listened, I you not to fuck with me
(What do we have now?)
Now can you take the pressure, that's we gon' see

Now since you're cryin for I promise
My success'll be the of you
Lo and behold you sold soul
Nigga there's nuttin' of you

Look in the mirror, ask yourself who are
If you don't know who you are, how could your dreams come
Motherfucker, I sat and watched
You pretended to be 'Pac, you to be hot

But you're not I see it so
(Now)
You can't the pressure, you pussy
I warned you not to me
You see me and chills run up your

Hardly even in the same war, but your heart ain't like
Press, they look at me like I'm a menace, I was with guns
While your momma had punk ass playin' tennis
I'm a nightmare, you see me when you

Wake up, turn on TV and see my ass again
You cowardly hearted, you couldn't make it on own
the source, I'm on cover of Rolling Stone
(You pussy)

'Til Makaveli returns, 'All Eyez On Me'
(What do we have now?)
And you can hate it or love it, but what it's gon' be
You shoulda listened, I you not to fuck with me
(What do we have now?)
Now can you take the pressure, that's we gon' see

'Til returns, it's 'All Eyez On Me'
(What do we here now?)
And you can hate it or love it, but what it's gon' be
You shoulda listened, I you not to fuck with me
(What do we here now?)
Now can you take the pressure, that's what we see