"Alright now, here we go"



[Verse One: 2Pac]



Tell me, how many real motherfuckers feel me? I smoke a blunt

and freak the funk until these jealous motherfuckers kill me

I'm out the gutter, pick a hero

I'm 165 and staying high til I die, my competion's zero

Cause I could give a fuck about you, better duck

Or I'll be forced to hit yo ass up I give a fuck

I'm sick inside my mind, why you sweatin me?

It's gonna take an army full of crooked ass cops to come and get me

Niggaz know I ain't the one to sleep on, I'm under pressure

Gotta sleep with my piece, an extra clip beside my dresser

Word to God I've been ready to die since I was born

I don't want no shit but niggaz trip and yo it's on

Open fire on my adversaries, don't even worry

Better have on a vest aim for the chest and then you buried

It's a man's world, niggaz get played, another stray

Hope I live to see another day, hey

I'm getting sweated by these undercovers, who can I trust?

Got my mama stressin thinkin it's a drug bust

Gotta get paid but all the drama that's attached

We living a Drug Life, Thug Life, each day could be my last

Will I blast when it's time to shoot? Don't even ask

That's the consequences when ya livin, fast

Six bricks of tricks, for my niggaz, I gotta come up

and recoup, you keep the dope just bring me six figures

Is it a bust? I hear the sirens, run for cover

over the fence and open fire



"Alright now, here we go"



[Verse Two: 2Pac]



These motherfuckers on my ass I'm in traffic, will it be tragic?

I'm comin round the corner like I'm Magic

Doin ninety on the freeway, and hittin switches

In a high speed chase with these punk bitches

Don't