2pac & Outlawz - 2Pac, Outlawz, Young Buck - Out In A Blaze lyrics

[Hook x2: DJ Chop Up as 2Pac] Life's a craze, around a maze My last days, to god's the praise Stuck in my ways, I can't be phased From the ground I'm raised, but now I'm out in a blaze [Verse 1: Young Buck] In the penitentiary boxing n***as out, Pa Rest in peace to Khadafi, and 'Pac ain't sh** without y'all Smoking weed with Black Jesus at the last supper 'Bout to make bond for my brother, k**ed the undercover I'm breaking rules with some dudes that shoot at one another They love to see your mother suffer, and don't use rubber Just getting get head from a **cut** in the Devil's house Glock in my palm, reading the القرآن الكريم, trying to level out My papa John, having seizures trying to keep him calm They k**ed his mom, so he stuck the needle in his arm I put the barrel in his mouth so he can't eat his tongue To each his own, I'm just speaking on the streets I'm from Robbing n***as for no reason I'm god's child being peer pressured by all these Demons It's hard to smile when you lost one and ain't got even So when I say I'm living THUG LIFE please believe me It's Buck b**h [Hook x2: DJ Chop Up as 2Pac] Life's a craze, around a maze My last days, to god's the praise Stuck in my ways, I can't be phased From the ground I'm raised, but now I'm out in a blaze [Verse 2: ???] When my feet hit the floor, the Devil be like he woke again Khadafi in my ear like "Dizz, I'm ready to smoke" and then I jump up, stretch, think, hand mom a [?] again Up under that 315, getting yolked again Money over everything, even your manpower "Soft" is a understatement, n***as is Clam Chowder That's why my whole persona is 'f** you' And off of the fourth, I beef with rap n***as you now look up to I swear I hear my life in they rhymes Is it déjà vu? Claiming my dead homie like they my crew? Set a stone crypted seat on fire, I bang snitches Hussein, hand me the eighth, I hang b**hes n***as get your history right, I been keeping it 200 You clowns wasn't listening right And you can always find me where the dope at And never be ashamed to be a real n***a, n***a, now quote that! [Hook x2: DJ Chop Up as 2Pac] Life's a craze, around a maze My last days, to god's the praise Stuck in my ways, I can't be phased From the ground I'm raised, but now I'm out in a blaze [Verse 3: E.D.I. Mean] E.D.I. Mean, born worthless With a rage under the surface Calm and collected when I pull up to put in work Things got ice water, ain't it? I ain't been the same since my n***a took them shots on that Vegas strip f** it, I had to keep it pushin' though Getting high, watching time fly, puffing on Kush slow Your look and the love is appreciated But I still ain't f**ing with them n***as and nobody affiliated The big homie a O.G., yeah I show him well I tell him "life is a b**h but she pretty as hell" A fat a**, and a mind so lethal A hunk saying you can have the p**y but you gotta be true Most n***as don't understand that concept They get jammed up, then send they fam up When they got you, that's the time you s'posed to clam up When they want you to lay down, n***a stand up [Verse 4: ???] Big game, hogging the strip Puffing a spliff We still M.O.B., never loving a, uh Gotta be 'pared to use it, if you talking a'bliss Anti-floss, the dirtiest n***as had the most tips Clientele south into the hollow Felt bad serving my homeboy's mothers and they fathers But they serve mine, know these ain't just rhymes All my day ones remember the time I'm Uptown, trip down on shootouts Little n***as screaming "ma!", Claire whiling in the youth-house Respectfully rep for the town We were taught at a young age, better stand your ground Creep up on your enemy without making a sound Pop a clutch, 10 seconds without making it sound We went from stolen cars, to spitting these frozen bars Last of the Outlawz, chose from الله This ain't a movie dog