文本歌词

The Realist Killaz (Explicit) - 2Pac (图派克)/50 Cent (50美分)
Lyrics by：Tupac Shakur/Curtis Jackson/Andy Thelusma/Calvin Broadus/Bruce Washington/Yafeu Fula/Rufus Cooper/Katari Cox/Joseph Paquette/Tyrone Wrice/Brad Jordan/Mike Dean/James Harris/Terry Lewis
Composed by：Tupac Shakur/Curtis Jackson/Andy Thelusma/Calvin Broadus/Bruce Washington/Yafeu Fula/Rufus Cooper/Katari Cox/Joseph Paquette/Tyrone Wrice/Brad Jordan/Mike Dean/James Harris/Terry Lewis
Yo red spyda ooh wee
Is that 50 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 haha
Let's go n***a this is what it is
2pac cut his head bald
Then you wanna cut yo' head bald you p***y n***a
2pac wear a bandanna
You wan' wear a bandanna
What do we have here now
2pac put a 'cross on his back
You wanna put crosses on yo' back
N***a you ain't 2pac-this 2pac
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 sinning I'm hell-bound
Rather be buried than be worried living held down
My game plan to be trained
Military mind of a thug Lord sittin' in the cemetery cryin'
I've been lost since my adolescence calling to Jesus
Balling as a youngster wondering if he sees us
Young black male crack sales got me three strikes
Living in jail this is hell enemies die
Wonder when we all pass is anybody listening
Got my hands on my semi-shotty everybody's listenin'
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 have these stupid b***hes jaws tight
'Till makaveli returns it's all eyez on me
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 should've listened I told you not to f**k with me
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
Now since you're crying for mercy I promise
My success'll be the death of you
Lo and behold you sold your soul
N***a there's nothin' 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
God made men the same boy but your heart ain't like mine
Press they look at me like I'm a menace
I was playing with guns
While your momma had your punk-ass playing tennis
I'm a nightmare you see me when you dream
Wake up turn on your TV 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
Hahahaha
You p***y
'Till makaveli returns it's all eyez on me
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 should've listened I told you not to f**k with me
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
'Till makaveli returns it's all eyez on me
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 should've listened I told you not to f**k with me
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