It'z 'Pac, Makaveli

I'm in tha studio drunk in a motherfucker

Ready 2 freestyle this shit, do it wild

Live

4 all my dogs



4 all my dogs out there raised in hell

Let me see them young niggaz raised tha bail

Stepped out on tha streetz rushed from jail

All tha police wanna rag and tell

Not knowin' that I stashed my mail, uh

All these niggaz wanna see me fail, uh

That'z just tha intro

As I sit back and rock this instrumental, uh



After tha fire comes tha rain

After pleasure iz pain

Even though we broke 4 tha moment

Ballin' tha game

Time 2 make your, my military be prepared 4 tha bustas

I'ma let your, bitches 2 scary 2 near me 2 rushin'

Visions of over packed prisons

Fingers of niggaz thug livin'

Precious, Big Stretch, hopin' don't tell us

They pull tha heater

Ammunition in grace

Shh, without a cell

As we slidin' down

Pistols in place

They got me feintin' 4 currency

And money be callin' me

It'z like I'm dreamin'

Seeing seasons 2 ballin'

Officiated, and this fuckin' his behavior

Got tha Glock 4-5 snatchin' niggaz pagers

Label tha marks

Soon as we start

It was hard 2 quit

Started out drinkin' forties through tha hardest shit

G*ddamn, now I'ma grown man

I follow no man

Nigga got my own plan

In my hand got tha 45

I kick it live 2 sur5

Make these niggaz die

While gettin' high

Though we cry when these thugz bug

Niggaz'll leave in their caskets

That'z what ya get 4 being playahatin' bastards

Me and my clique's all legit

We keep a 50 on these niggaz know

You can't touch us

When they get 2 come against us

These niggaz'll be defenseless

It's senseless

Knockin' niggaz back on tha fences

My whole clique be sick

And though we rip whole crews

Niggaz knew

We came trough

Drinkin' 22's of brew

And though we drink Hennessey

We provide our enemies with mo' shit

Tha art o' war's all legit

I read, my name out, Makaveli

With tha Thug Life chattered on tha bottom of my belly

Can these niggaz understand this

My whole family is sick is though scandalous

Let my introduce my clique

Castro, when he blasts y'all

Niggaz run and hide

Napoleon will provide

Tha game

Let my explain

Why E.D.I.

Provide shit, 4 tha needy

And take from tha greedy

Kadafi, is not sloppy

Another copy

Is tha only one

Bring tha gun

If ya want it Young Noble

Bring ya soul

2 tha true, let them know we came trough

In a bucket or BMW

We trouble you

The W for Westside

Niggaz die

When they try to infiltrate my crew

We never high, we ride

And die, together

And when you see my clique we always ride 4 ever

Me, my whole clique is sick

We smoke sense a me

Can you convince a G

That they can come against me

You can see me on TV

Or live

Niggaz die when they try 2 come against me

Never high

In my own zone, in my own done

In my mind I'ma don

Nigga knew it once I get all thy

Splash your niggaz

Will I dash your niggaz

Once I mash these figgaz

I'll be bad a nigga

It's me, makaveli

a.k.a tha don of these whole clique

niggaz you so sick

That's my freestyle drunk and flow

Just so you bitch ass niggaz in tha back row know

Whether it'z New York or Texas

Ride through in a Lexus

Or BMW

I trouble you

Throwin' up 4 ever 4 this big ol' W

Huhhuhhuhhuhu

My double R proves I'ma big rap star

Rockin' tha roof

Niggaz where ya at

Where ya are is tha bet

In tha front, when ya bump this shit

I keep a gat inside my trunk legit

Always, though I'm on probation

I still rock tha nation

Out on bail, though last year I was in jail

Raised hell, until I get my mail

Will I fail, hell no niggaz bite my nails

I keep a manicure

Though you panic you're

Still gonna die

Went pocket high

Smokin' Endo

I roll my window down

A smooth criminal

And though I pack this pal

3-5-7 0-4-5

Will I high, will I die

Will I ride, niggaz never know why

My whole crew, a family clique

Are we sick

Are we live

Though we struggle 2 sur5

In this motherfuckin' '95

Turnin' '96

'96 turnin' '97

I keep a 3-5-7

Mack 11

Back home I got a M-Ore

What did I say, a mini 14

Haha, my double R

Ride with my crew, ride with my clew

You don't have a clue, nigga when we're comin' 4 you

We hit tha house o' blue, actin' like fools

My nigga Fatal

Put a gun inside his club I keep his fuckin' prenatal

How 2 bang inside his chest, no no no

Bang inside his belly, no no no

Who is makaveli, tha general, bring that gas out his belly

I say yo Fatal is ya crazy

Things pushin' outside at tha front

Niggaz'll say G*ddamn

Niggaz iz funny as hell

What you want

You want tha funk

Hell no, niggaz don't want no beef

That'z why we left that motherfucker in a Rolls

A Limo I mean

With bitches inside to meet

I was chillin' in tha back

Got some hits, just did a dope assed show

Them niggaz'll always remember me

Came from Italy

Bellisimo, was tha call

Yeah nigga I got Versace

All money

All them niggaz wanna fuck with me

Y'all know

I always represent my people 2 tha fullest

Yeah, I'm that same motherfucker took 5 bullets

Count em, came out

Rappin' and stealin' and makin' 5

Motherfucker's records got sold millions millions

Haha, platinum, I make 5 platinum shit, know what I'm sayin'

Niggaz can't fuck with me

2pacolypse, not known 4 playin, huh

I took shots

And gave shots

Fuck tha cops

Will I stop

Until my shit, reach tha top, hm

Niggaz out there wanna do me

But it'z my duty

Bad Boy and Fugees, hahahaha

Y'all niggaz'll never stop me, never drop me

Never make me fall

Me, 2pacolypse all I know how 2 do iz ball ball ball!!!

My crew

Survive reincarnation after I'm dead

Their rockin' 'n rollin'

Bring tha funk 2 tha whole nation

And you know

These niggaz wanna have a go with my name on it

You know

I spit tha game so clear explain it on you

You know, huh

When I'm dead

My niggaz'll ride 4 me

4 e'rybody

see you just got 2 see tha pic 2 make it all bald