The Realist Killaz (Feat. 50 Cent)

Yo Redd Spyder (ooh-wee) is that 50 CentPac joint ready? [gun cocking] 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 nigga! Ha ha Let's go nigga, this is what it is Tupac cut his head bald Then you wanna cut yo' head bald (you PUSSY nigga!) Tupac wear a bandana You wan' wear a bandana Tupac put a cross on his back You wanna put crosses on yo' back Nigga you ain't Tupac - THIS Tupac! 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 sinnin, I'm hellbound Rather be buried than be worried, livin held down My game plan to be trained and, military Mind of a Thug Lord, sittin in the cemetary Caught, I've been lost since my adolescence, callin to Jesus Ballin as a youngster, wonderin if he sees us Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes Livin in jail, this is hell, enemies die Wonder when we all pass is anybody listenin? Got my, hands on my semi shotty, everybody's bitchin 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 shit, to any stupid bitches don't fight 'Til Makaveli returns, it's All Eyez On Me (What do we have here NOWWW?) And you can hate it or love it, but that's what it's gon' be {oooooooooohhhh} You shoulda listened, I told you not to fuck with me (What do we have here NOWWW?)