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点击复制The Realist Killaz (Explicit) - 2Pac (图派克)/50 Cent (50美分)
Composed by：Terry Lewis
Yo Redd Spyder ooh wee
Is that Fifty Cent Pac joint ready
Let me know holla
There's gon' be some stuff you gon' see
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the future
Yeah n***a yeah n***a ha ha
Let's go n***a this is what it is
Two Pac cut his head bald
Then you wanna cut yo' head bald you p***y n***a
Two Pac wear bandana
You wan' wear bandana
Two Pac put a 'cross on his back
You wanna put crosses on yo' back
N***a you ain't Two Pac
Is it money or women to funny beginnings tragic endings
I can make a million and still not get enough of spending
And since my life is based on sinnin' I'm hell bound
Rather be buried than be worried livin' held down
My game plan to be trained and military
Mind of a Thug Lord sittin' in the cemetery
Caught I've been lost since my adolescence callin to Jesus
Ballin' as a youngster wonderin' if he sees us
Young black male crack sales got me three strikes
Livin' in jail this is hell enemies die
Wonder when we all pass is anybody listenin
Got my hands on my semi shotty everybody's b***hin'
Please God can you understand me bless my family
Guide us all before we fall into insanity
I make it a point to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some s**t to any stupid b***hes don't fight
'Til Makaveli returns it's all eyez on me
On me
What do we have here now
And you can hate it or love it
But that's what it's gon' be
Gon' be
You shoulda listened I told you not to f**k with me
With me
What do we have here now
Now can you take the pressure that's what we gon' see
Gon' see
Now since you're cryin' for mercy I promise
My success'll be the death of you
Lo and behold you sold your soul
N***a there's nuttin' left of you
Look in the mirror ask yourself who are you
If you don't know who you are
How could your dreams come true
Motherf**ker I sat back and watched
You pretended to be 'Pac you pretended to be hot
But you're not now I see it so clear
You can't take the pressure you P***y
I warned you not to push me
You see me and chills run up your spine
Hardly even in the same war but your heart ain't like mine
Press they look at me like I'm a menace
I was playin' with guns
While your momma had your punk a*s playin' tennis
I'm a nightmare you see me when you dream
Wake up turn on your T V and see my a*s again
You cowardly hearted you couldn't make it on your own
F**k The Source I'm on cover of Rolling Stone
You p***y
'Til Makaveli returns it's all eyez on me
On me
What do we have here now
And you can hate it or love it
But that's what it's gon' be
Gon' be gon' be
You shoulda listened I told you not to f**k with me
With me
What do we have here now
Now can you take the pressure
That's what we gon' see
G-G-G-G-G-G Unit
'Til Makaveli returns it's all eyez on me
On me
What do we have here now
And you can hate it or love it
But that's what it's gon' be
Gon' be
You shoulda listened I told you not to f**k with me
With me
What do we have here now
Now can you take the pressure that's what we gon' see
Gon' see gon' see
Wow