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