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

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

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

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

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

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

'Til Makaveli returns, 'All Eyez On Me'
(What do we here now?)
And you can hate it or love it, but that's what 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 mercy I
My be the death of you
Lo and behold you sold your
there's nuttin' left of you

Look in the mirror, ask who are you?
If you don't know who you are, how could dreams come true?
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 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 ain't mine
Press, they look at me I'm a menace, I was playin' with guns
While your had your punk ass playin' tennis
I'm a nightmare, you see me you dream

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

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

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