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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 gon' make it to smile in the future

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

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

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

Young black male, crack sales got me three
Livin' in jail, this is hell, die
Wonder we all pass is anybody listenin'?
Got my, hands on my semi shotty, everybody's

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

'Til Makaveli returns, it's Eyez On Me'
(What do we have 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 the pressure, that's what we gon' see

Now since you're cryin for I promise
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 who you are, how could your dreams come true?
Motherfucker, I sat back and
You to be 'Pac, you pretended to be hot

But you're not I see it so
(Now)
You take the pressure, you pussy
I you not to push me
You see me and chills run up spine

Hardly even in the same war, but your heart ain't mine
Press, they look at me like I'm a menace, I was with guns
While your momma had your 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 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 here 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 here now?)
Now can you take the pressure, that's we gon' see

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