2pac - Die Slow lyrics

[Intro] Jay Z, come out to play Hey yo Assa**in, gimme one of them tracks I can just ride on motherf**ers With Mobb deep. n***as talkin' bout we can't rap? n***as must nota' never heard no motherf**in' Track off a d**h row n***a DEATH ROW, WESTSIDE Let's get it on, daylight or f**in' nightbreak MOB Go into these n***as, to the motherf**in' d**h [Verse 1: 2Pac] Come hell or high water Down to slaughter opposes Just another lost soul stuck callin' Jehovah Outlaw til it's over Brandish my strap. black like a cobra I stay drunk. cause I'm a MADMAN. whenever sober On a one man mission My ambitions to hold up the rap game While I pluck holes in n***as like donuts And still, down to die for all my souljas Like hillbillies, they don't feel me, so we FEUD. bringin' war to the city With each breath, d**h before dishonor Never let you swallow me, no apologies. your honor A general in war, I'm the first to bomb With a squad of trusted k**ers quick to move sh**. heavily armed I'm similar to Saddam sometimes I question "who's sane" Like fiends frantic for that last vein, stuck in the game! I hit the scene like sandstorm Then transform. WATCH ME! I take the figue of thirty n***as who all got me While b**hes wonderin' who shot me No love. keep a grudge. shootin' slugs like my Muammar Quadaffi Murder my friends, built a new posse We takin' shots at paparazzi Gonna fly now. n***a like Rocky You got a lotta nerve to play me Another gay rapper Bustin' caps at Jay Z. and still avoid capture While y'all caught up in' the rapture Still after me I'm in Jamaica sippin' daiquiris No doubt We used to havin' nothin' Then grabbin' somethin' and bustin' Wanted to be the thug n***a. that my old man wasn't I came to a fear of catchin' cases Litigation. n***as playa hatin'. got me crooked in all fifty states I'm screamin DEATH ROW. throwin' westside. ain't no thing We was raised off driveby's. brought up to bang We claim mob. MOB. if you be specific We control. ALL cash from the Atlantic, Pacific And get this. I'm hard to k** While I build with this live spot Father. how the hell did I SURVIVE. these five shots?! Live it up or give it up And like DEMONS. late night. hear 'em screamin' WE GOIN' ALL OUT! [Verse 2: Yaki Kadafi] With money clutchin', bail, come murder man, po's rushin' Cap tilted to the side, on the lean out the ride bustin' Outlaws enforce the secrets of war, but won't abuse it Burnt, bury my burners with my dead buddies when I use it Give a f** about later. shots warm through the equator d**h to you traitors, shots bitin' through your bones like alligator Payin' my dues. lookin' for miscellaneous infamous crews Old ladies sing the blues. leave them smokin' from they shoes [Verse 3: E.D.I. Mean] Now with my every wakin' moment I'm on a quest to be better, yeah Position myself to prosper state, prepared for whatever But at times, I slip slightly, sh** I ain't afraid to admit it To gone, off that Novocaine, like in too hard to live it And I'm just a smidgen past my teenage years. into adulthood Now I ride with G's finally, knowin' myself good And it felt good, when I was young but playtime's over EDI here take this gun n***a it's over [Verse 3: Kastro] I piss cold blood, sh** hot liquor out my liver Smoke like a tail pipe, and write when I'm bitter All my life I been considered a downright, dirty n***a From when daddy knocked mama' s twat popped the last drop from the litter Tell me give the world hell But in hell I give 'em mo' And I bail outta jail Screamin' f** the Po' Po' When I run to take that enough, from a simple f** To multimillion dollar luck [Verse 4: Napolean] Plus I think it's time to grab all pistols, wave them sh**s in the air Celebrate Outlaw livin' n***a, I wouldn't be here To you d**h is losin', and to me this sh**'s a family reunion And to hell wit a peace treaty, never call it, cause it wouldn't feed me My wallet. be as empty as the day I got started Twelve shots in my pocket, left my n***as departed It's a shame that these snake vultures n***as coldhearted In a dirty world where only God know yo d**h and can call it [Verse 5: Young Noble] We thugged out, low cut, Outlawz rush and royal flush Bomb first kickin' dust. out in Cali, but I ain't in it so much Make 'em pay state to state, NJ to CA Them cowards felt the weight, and turned feminine like Michel'le n***as change they whole style when the outlawz comin' A million miles and thuggin' Young Noble.I keep 'em buzzin' While the rapture. capture this f**in' style that I master Bringin' terminal disaster. HIT YOU UP when I pa** n***a [Hook: 2Pac] US, THE FIRST TO BUST, WHO DO WE TRUST? OUT FOR MOBB DEEP AND JAY Z, DEAD IN THE DUST I TOLD YOU PUNKS THAT I WAS AFTER BIGGIE YOU GOT INVOLVED, NOW WE BOUT TO BUST ON ALL Y'ALL, GOIN' ALL OUT US, THE FIRST TO BUST, WHO DO WE TRUST? OUT FOR MOBB DEEP AND JAY Z, DEAD IN THE DUST I TOLD YOU PUNKS THAT I WAS AFTER BIGGIE, YOU GOT INVOLVED, NOW WE BOUT TO BUST ON ALL Y'ALL, GOIN' ALL OUT US, THE FIRST TO BUST, WHO DO WE TRUST? OUT FOR MOBB DEEP AND JAY Z, DEAD IN THE DUST I TOLD YOU PUNKS THAT I WAS AFTER PIGGIE YOU GOT INVOLVED, NOW WE BOUT TO BUST ON ALL Y'ALL, WESTSIDE, GOIN' ALL OUT [Outro] Jay Z, haha boy you at yo funeral, punk motherf**er WESTSIDE, OUTLAW, DEATHROW, MAKAVELI THA DON OUTLAWZ THE CRIMINAL DESPERADO'S, WESTSIDE THUG LIVIN' DIE, DIE SLOW (think my memory ain't bad you about the business) DIE, DIE SLOW (BANG, you dead) DIE, DIE SLOW (haha mobb deep, you lil young a** juvenile delinquent) DIE, DIE SLOW (BANG BANG, you dead) DIE, DIE SLOW (Biggie, BANG, you dead) DIE, DIE SLOW (Puffy, BANG, you dead) DIE, DIE, DIE SLOW (you robbed the game, no need to explain, get outta here) DIE, DIE, DIE SLOW DIE, DIE, DIE SLOW Mmh, DIE, DIE SLOW MY LABEL, THE NOTORIOUS, UNTOUCHABLE, DEATH ROW