To be the best you gotta beat the best
To be a God, then you must be the reason for their breath
Or why they meet with d**h
You can only live forever if you die
And you can only gain it all when you lose it and you have nothing left
To sacrifice is to take a life for a greater purpose
Sometimes a martyr doesn't know that it's his day for service
To k** a king you make him infinite
And I just represent the sword of his deliverance
I'm confessing to the murder of 2Pac Shakur
I started the brawl in that lobby hall
I followed his car til it stopped that's when I popped the Glock and shot his door
September 7th's when I shocked you all
But let me tell you how I got invovled
I remember when I got the call it It was ____
He said he need another problem solved
Last one was easy, after this one they gonna call us Gods
On Allah, getting caught's not a thought
Cops and lawyers on the squad, He'll pay me a million dollars large
I responded with who's the target mark?
But not on the horn, let's discuss its all tommorrow
Next day, shopping mall, parking lot, got in car
Hoping we could plot it all, but it all was odd
And after a long awkward pause....
He said "Pac," I said who? He said "Pac!"
I said how? He said "shot" I said when?
He said "soon" I said cool
Then he said its all depending on you
That was one day before the seventh day of June
Same week "Hit Em Up" was new, I knew what I would do
I'ma play the red against the blue
Deceptive in my moves perceptive of the moons
Patient, waited til September for the clue
Pac will be in Vegas with his henchman and his crew
I'm striking preemptively like specialists would do
Met a n***a Zip, led me to a crip
Keffe D, said he'll help me with the hit for a split
He'll even get the whip and won't snitch
Told him meet me at the strip, stick to the script don't slip
I stole the Glock from a cop that stole the Glock from a box
From out of an evidence locker that's locked
Pac already shot two cops
So it make senses that cops went and shot 2Pac or maybe not
d**h was dodged when Pac had his necklace robbed at Quad
But God said finish off the job
Remember it like yesterday, in my head it plays over like broken records play
Sabbath on the seventh day
Moon was in a crescent shape
Met up at the MGM entrance way
Estimate the time around 7-8
Set a fake motive give the Feds a case
Jump him when he steps this way, try to make his necklace break
Only minutes after the Tyson fight
Bruce Seldon ain't the only n***a getting iron mike'd
Keffe's brother Baby Lane tried to take his chain
Pac hit the n***a hard enough to shake his brain
I hit Suge Knight with a punch harder
Than the one he caught in LA by Greg
Then I fled the scene to the white Cadillac
T Brown, Keffe D, Lane got the strap in back
Young n***a pa** me that, soon as Pac left
We was on him like a taxi cab driven by that Travis cat
Hands on the wheel like he trying to do the cabbage patch
Pac stopped at the Luxor where his bags was at
Switched shirts to the same jersey that he wore
In the "How Do You Want It" joint, so I'll be sure to ask him that
Got a tip he's headed to the 662 club
Soon as he moved we pursued him
Red light ahead, on the right side how we pulled up
Same time on the left side was these two s*uts
Now that they're distracted it's the perfect time to shoot guns
Stretch on my new gloves, roll the window down I'm ready
Aim it at their black 750 arm strong and steady
Let off one shot for every song on the Makaveli
(Blaat! Blaat! Blaat!) I'm sorry for your mom Afeni
(Blaat! Blaat! Blaat!) I like your aunt Assata heavy
(Blaat! Blaat! Blaat!) If you live I hope you go to Cuba
(Blaat! Blaat! Blaat!) I hope they got my million dollars ready
Grazed Suge's head to show him he ain't God of any
Skurt! Then we pulled off like I'm Andretti
Took a quick right pa**ed the Glock to Keffe D
Hurry to the club, give it to an undercover cop named Reggie
First drop me at the telly where I laid low
A little later hit the pay phone
Called _____ told him that I got him, where the pesos?
He told me he ain't dead yet, they still trying to save holmes
If he don't die then the bank closed
I hung up mad, damn! Pac got them slave bones!
Somehow his body eat the bullets when I spray chrome
Needed better aim though, 6 more days for him to fade slow
Over that time I went insane though
Never got the gold at the ending of the rainbow
Connected all the angles, like his gold chain rope
Euphanasia pendant on it, d**h of an Angel
Serpent getting wrestled on it, search and see the message on it
Perfectly connecting all it, everything occurring got a 7 on it
He was 25 that's 7
Died at 4:03 thats 7
I shot him on the 7th, three numbers everybody out in Vegas wanted
It's like someone in heaven trying to send a warning
2Pac reversed is caput or destroyed
Shakur flipped around spells ruckus which is noise
Noise when destroyed is eternal silence
Deaf and d**h sound like the same word recited
Are you convinced yet?
Blood sacrifice a goat wrong and get hexed
I might've conjured too much power for this thin chest
Safe to say the past twenty years I been stressed
2Pac Amaru was an Incan King
That was beheaded cuz he fought to keep his people free
Probably by a n***a just as weak as me
I k**ed the cub of a mother Panther that speaks to me
She said the day you die your soul will be released to me
I know it's you that stuck that diseased needle in Eazy E!
The karmas eating me!
And I keep another secret deep
I'm confessing to the murder of Christopher Wallace
It was me squeezing heat at his GMC!