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Yo Spyder, is that 50 Cent Pac joint ready?
Let me know,
There's gon' be stuff you gon' see
That's gon' it hard 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' bald
(You nigga)
Tupac wear a bandanna you wan' wear a
Tupac put a on his back you wanna put crosses on yo' back
you ain't Tupac, this Tupac

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

My game plan to be and, military
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, crack sales got me three
in jail, this is hell, enemies die
Wonder when we all pass is listenin'?
Got my, hands on my shotty, everybody's bitchin'

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

'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 listened, I told you not to fuck with me
(What do we here now?)
Now can you take the pressure, that's what we see

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

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

But not I see it so clear
(Now)
You can't take the pressure, you
I you not to push me
You see me and run up your spine

Hardly even in the same war, but your heart like mine
Press, they look at me like I'm a menace, I was playin' with
While your momma had your punk ass tennis
I'm a nightmare, you see me you dream

Wake up, turn on TV and see my ass again
You cowardly hearted, you make it on your own
Fuck the source, I'm on of Rolling Stone
(You pussy)

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

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