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Days Of A Criminal lyrics - 2pac

[Hook 3x:]
Born in the days of a Criminal
Criminal, criminal, criminal
Born in the days of a Criminal
Born in the days of a Criminal

Born in the the days of a criminal
Runnin from the cops and can't let em see me
So I'm hoping out the Benz
It's time to let the vallet step
Gotta make my ends, so business on the undertip
The coppers will get dropped, so tell them not to fuck with me
If Oaktown gets too hot, I'm headed for Marin City
Though hunted like a fugitive, those punks will never capture me
Tech nine on my side, ooh stay in back of me
I'm black from head to toe, I move and there's a silence
The smoothest criminal, a lunatic for violence
So I be taken no shorts, when the shit get scandalous
Rippin' of this zesty, so nigga we can handle this
Run up and get smacked up, packed up and smacked down
I'm a playa, there's more in the J town
Bitches wanna jock, and run they hands all in my hair
Ho give up the cock, or you can get up outta here
I'm living like a mac, the narcist will be minimal
Niggas getten jacked with they cap peeled back
In the days, of a criminal

I'm kickin' kilos but I start of with a quarter ounce
Servin with hate cause, every little dollar counts
Makin my grits and tryin to get my mail on
So fuck a cop he get dropped if he steps wrong
I'm the bad guy, everybody points at me
But fuck em, all, as long as the triggaz happy
Makin my cash flow, but how long will it last though
Pimpin ain't easy but I still leavin your ass broke
Pass the vapors as the papers will be comin in
I give the cuts and give a fuck about being a friend
Bitch I'm a playa got no time to be bothered with
Havin no babies in no long term relationships
Because a bitch will be a bitch no matter what you say
That's why I fuck em, bust a nut, and I'm on my way
Soon as I finish I'll be glad I even fucked a whore
Cause she'll be blowin up my beeper before I shut the door
But fuck a bitch I keep my mind on my drink cause yo
That's how I'm livin in the days, of a criminal

It's the menace of Marin, I killed, I kill again
Ain't nothing funny about the game I'm rollin in
You got a problem with it, Mr. handle yours
I ain't no joke, I'll have you broke down to your draws
I'm trigga happy and I give less than a fuck
Love me or hate me I'mma show now rip shit up
It's Mr. nothin, nice on the mic stand
Mic in the left and the zest in my right hand
I took a puff had enough now, hold up
If that was endo, niggas gettin' rolled up
You think not, get dropped we can handle this
Cause 2Pac brain locked on the cannabis
Days are dangerous, shoot em but you can't miss
I never trip of your bitch cause she's scandalous
Now come and get a good look at the crook, who
Lives his life of the streets of the jungle
Some call me animal, tell me how you figure though
Put em in the nimp, in the days of a criminal

Dopefiend's Diner lyrics - 2pac

[Verse 1:]
Late night coolin' with my homies
Drinkin' Hennessey an' cold brew
After smokin' stopped in Oakland
Got the munchies for some soul food
So we stopped to get a bite to eat
At the local barbeque
It's just another borin' Monday
An' there's nothin' else to do
Now as we stepped out of the car I
Heard someone behind me fighting
So I turned to look and find out
What's the cause of this excitement
One brother was a dopefiend
And the other was a dopeman
And the dopeman had a AK
Said he'll spray an' he's not jokin'
Well it seems to be the dopefiend
Owed the dopeman for his product
And he swore if he did not pay
He would end up gettin' shot up
Now I could not walk away
'Cause I got caught up in the scene
Wonderin' what would happen
To this poor and helpless fiend
Well my homie Michael Cooley
Said let's go and make our order
What's the use in watchin' two men
Stand out here fight over quarters
Well I walked inside the diner
And all the dopefiends waved to me
Heard the sound of several gunshots
And I ran outside to see

[Chorus: x2]
(What's goin' on)
Another gunshot rings
(What's goin' on)
Another siren screams
(What's goin' on)
Another mother cries
(What's goin' on)
'Cause another innocent dies
(What' goin' on)

[Verse 2:]
All the people in the diner
Ran outside to see the big show
It was just another party
For them to see just who they would know
But for me I held concern
I wanted to go see the outcome
Would a mother have a son tonight
Or would she live her life without one
I made it to the streets I
Almost cried right on the spot
Not only had the fiend died
But a small girl had been shot
My heart could take no more
I felt a tear roll down my face
That was daddy's bullet
But she took it in his place

[Chorus: x2]
(What's goin' on)
Another gunshot rings
(What's goin' on)
Another siren screams
(What's goin' on)
Another mother cries
(What's goin' on)
'Cause another innocent dies
(What' goin' on)

[Verse 3:]
Tried to make way through the crowd
So I could go help the baby
She could barely speak but she whispered
"Mister can you please save me? "
So I screamed out "Someone help me! "
But I don't think they could hear
And if they did they didn't care
Oh how I hated everyone there
The baby lie here dyin'
And I wondered what could I do
The cameraman and newspapers
Had come to get their interviews
To them it's just story
And they can't see the tragedy
To them it doesn't matter
'Cause hey it wasn't their family
I don't think I'll be back
'Cause it'll never be the same here
So I wipe away the tears
And leave the scene the way I came here
Though some people say it's crazy
And the food could have been finer
I'll never forget
Never forget the night at Dopefiend's Diner

[Chorus: x2]
(What's goin' on)
Another gunshot rings
(What's goin' on)
Another siren screams
(What's goin' on)
Another mother cries
(What's goin' on)
'Cause another innocent dies
(What' goin' on)

Got My Mind Made Up (Remix) lyrics - 2pac (feat. Kurupt, Outlawz)

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
So mandatory my elevation my lyrics like orientation
So you can be more familiar with the nigga you facing
We must be patient nothing better than communication
Known to damage and highly flamable like gas stations
Sorry I left that ass waiting
No more procrastination give up to fate, and get that ass shaking
I'm busting and making motherfuckers panic
Don't take your life for granted put that ass in the dirt
You swear the bitch was planted
My lyrics motivate the planet
It's similar to Rhythm Nation
but thugged out, forgive me Janet
Who's in control I'm activating your souls
You know, the way the games get controlled
you, two years ago, a friend of mine
Told me Alize and Cristal blows your mind
Bear witness to the dopest fucking rhyme I wrote
Taking off my coat, clearing my throat

[Chorus]
I got my mind made up, come on
Give it, got it good
It's time to ride nigga
Tonight's the night
Listen

[Verse 2: Hussein Fatal]
It's the name game same thang
Everywhere gang bang
Gang bang anywhere Hussein ain't changed man
Dirty South, east to west
Even on chain Gangs
Yard's dale any dale Riker's the same (same) man
But ain't the way I was trained
Somehow remain sane
Can't change the calibers aim
So feel my pain man
Love me for how I made it with Pac
But woulda liked me dead in a
Box, only when he gave me the shots
Yeah right, things just ain't the same for gangsters
Hardcore artists this year to change to wanksters
Me I don't worry I just aim the stainless
You get to shoot me for a number and a name
And thank (thanks)
Niggaz talk so I walk like there's something on my mind
Really ain't nothing on my mind
just a greedy motherfucker with a fuckin' greedy delivery
The last of the last dying breed ballin with me

[Verse 3: Young Noble]
Walk a mile in my timbs
Better yet, take a ride on my rims
So you can see for yourself I was destined to win
I went from baggin' them niggaz to serving them fiends
To writing them hits and livin' my dreams,
So speak for those who ain't got no voice
We reaching those who ain't got no choice
Listen, criminal mind all the time waiting for Judgement Day
Trying hard nigga looking at the sun don't pay
He added fuel to the fire
I refuse to retire
Comin up, I guess I seen too much
I'm young with an old soul
Young Noble a black rose
E.D.I, Young Cap, Hussein and Kastro
Homie, this ain't nothing but a soldier's story
You bitches, take pictures of our road to glory
I'm a outlaw, ain't no denying that
Hostile, ghetto gospel, apostle crap (nigga)

[Chorus]
I got my mind made up, come on
Give it, got it good
It's time to ride nigga
Tonight's the night
Listen

I got my mind made up, come on
Get it, get into it, get on
I got my nickel tonight nigga
I'm bout to bust in the sly (sly, sly, sly)
Listen (Yeah, hu!)

[Verse 4: Kurupt]
Animal instinct cannibal handheld
Devour multitudes from rapid fire on
Cowards, listen I'm try'na tell ya
Shell shimmy, a rickashay bouncing like solid
Freshly and start violence
Flee between the end scene
Take a flight like college green
From Kansas to Staten Island
I shot the monkey on my back
And its back in the Guiness Book of World Records
I'm in this
The most hated but most loved menace from here to Venice
The Grinch came to steal your money and your better day
Christmas and your little spinach got eaten
Smoke smoke smoking away all day
Any way that you say it nigga just break me off half
Many years ago,
a friend of mine taught me everything about the game
Gave me a nine
So I went straight to the block
Started my grind

[Chorus]

I'm A Soldier lyrics - 2pac (feat. Outlawz)

[Chorus]
'Cuz I'm a soldier.
I just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealer.
I'm a soldier
Westside Outlaw, Bad Boy killer

[2Pac]
Started off with, runnin from copses duck and hide from helicopters
We open fire, who can stop us
Livin the life of trife juveniles, hopin for righteous
Gettin twenty-five to life, if the judge don't like us
In my clearest pictures, I see authorities itchin to get us
ATF state feds scandalous bitches
I wasn't promised to it, wasn't bitter or sweet
See if a, nigga don't hustle then the nigga don't eat
Only streets livin do or die circle complete
Repetitive motions and felons in the rush for cheese
Please understand my history a man of many acts
Livin Thug Life, comin equipped, with many gats
Maybe I was just a Lost Soul, trapped in time
Livin in between life, and the cracks were blind
Even though we had hope for dreams that never came
Yet and still we all feel pain

[Chorus]
'Cuz I'm a soldier.
I just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealer.
I'm a soldier
Westside Outlaw, Bad Boy killer

[Young Noble]
My brother Sean, first on my list, he stuck with
a three-five when he get out would I be dead or alive
He taught me the rules so much, but still In Thugs I Trust
When in danger never hesitate to keep my fuckin trap shut
My Mom Dukes got a little bit of Thug in her
The Devil loves sinners crackheads and drug dealer
Sometimes I feel like the streets are takin over
Never stayin sober, the brain over and over backtrack
My stack's fat, I used to take new

[Chorus]
'Cuz I'm a soldier.
I just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealer.
I'm a soldier
Westside Outlaw, Bad Boy killer

[E.D.I. Mean]
I was born twenty-two years ago, yesterday
But see I saw no reason for me to celebrate, let me demonstrate
Entered the world from out a poisonous womb
Heroin bein consumed already predicitin my doom, soon
to be one of the many misguided
Always the first one on the block to be done tried it and liked it
Lost before I had a chance to find my way
Now I travel through life, not knowin the time of day

...thug niggas screamin Westside, bustin double glocks...

If I Die Young lyrics - 2pac (feat. The Notorious B.I.G)

[Chorus x2]
If I die young
Bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

Now I've got task on a nigga's ass
Tell me will they blast me
I think of an alias in case these crooked bitches ask me, now
It's gettin crazy after dark,
These narcs be like trying to shut me down but I'm too smart
Now picture me scared of the penitentiary
I've been moving these things since the days of elementary
Now tell me what ya need when ya see me
I'm stacking Gs buying all the things on TV, believe me
I got some killers on my payroll and they know
When it's time to handle business nigga lay low
Although I'm young I'm still coming up
I'm gettin paid pulling razors on niggas when they running up
The first to pull the strap when there's drama
Buster you ain't heard?I been slicing motherfuckers since I lost my mama
There ain't a cop that can stop me
My posse is cocky and they don't wait until they drop me
I'm loyal to the game

[Chorus]
If I die young
Bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn

A nigga never been as broke as me, I like that
When I was young I had two pair of Lees, besides that
The pin stripes and the gray (uh-huh)
The one I wore on Mondays and Wednesdays
While niggas flirt, I'm sewing tigers on my shirtand alligators
Ya wanna see the inside, huh, I see ya later
Here come the drama, oh, that's that nigga wit the fake, blaow!
Why you punch me in my face, stay in ya place
Play ya position, here come my intuition
Go in this nigga pocket
Rob him while his friends watchin
That hoes clockin, here comes respect
His crew's your crew, or they might be next
Look at they man eye, BIG man they never try
So we roll wid em, stole wid em
I mean loyalty, niggaz bought me milks at lunch
The milks was chocolate, the cookies, buttercrunch.

If I die young
Bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

If I die young
Bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

If I die young
Bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

If I die young
Bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

If They Love Their Kidz lyrics - 2pac

If my enemies love their kids
only if my enemies love their kids
If my enemies love their kids
If my enemies love their kids
only if my enemies love their kids

Hey, why have drama
nigga, your baby mama stay right around the corner
I could touch her if I fucking wanna
so why you want insist on this
I got your name at the top of fucking dead bitch list
meet Mr Machiavelli’s terror
back of the year, thug of the era
death row and Outlawz, nobody does this shit better
my lyrics explode on contact
best prepare for combat
aint no stopping so bomb back
it’s the last days, nigga’s is dying for bullshit
Mac 11 is heavy, yeah I’m ready to pull quick
niggas aint ready for a brother thats living major
been waiting [?] muthafucker thats spittin’ razors,
when I cut em they cut, when I stick ‘em they stuck
my ambitions to bust, cause I aint giving a fuck
tore the neighbourhood up, look at all the shit that we did
murder’s a life long bitch
if my enemies love they kids

You don’t wanna die
and I don’t wanna kill ya,
keep my name out ya mouth
‘fore a nigga have to drill ya
all my enemies buggin’ for all the shit that they did
don’t make me murder you nigga
if my enemy’s love their kids

Body’s is wrapped in plastic
look at this, it’s drastic
takes a nigga with the right automatic to cause static
like a mosberg jumpin, and muthafucker’s be jumpin’
play the role of a bitch
like Michael Jackson, wanna be startin’ something
holla at my crew and they perish you through the cherish
got the [?)]in my sight
tonight I’m bussin’ off the terrace with multiple gun shots
niggas be droppin’ rapidly, bussin’ clip to cops
and bitches running after me tellin I’m high
when they ask why I’m trippin’ out
top of my drop, cause you know why, keep dippin’ on my block
they sell rocks on box with frail cops
and then we buss shots from glocks, fuck cops
my only fear of death, can you hear me, it’s coming back
had enough of this bullshit world so none of that
I felt no remorse for all the shit that we did
niggas die at any time if my enemy’s love their kids

[Chorus]

You muthafucking right
you niggas better wise up
it’s a real muthafucking war nigga
you wanna get with me
how the fuck you gon get with me
if you got kids muthafucker
if my enemies love they kids
I’ma let my lil homeboys ride on you busta muthafuckers
cause y’all dont feel me

I don’t even wanna talk no more
losing your life, what for?
facing a young muthafucker who puts it down for the dough
get killed in front of your kids
God forbid if it happens
that’s the shit I’m on now [?]
gotta survive by myself
but at the same time they rappin’
wont put my gun on the shelf,
it keeps me living like heaven
but when the shit jumps I’m ready
cause I already knew
you better get this muthafucker before we come get you
deep in my heart I think this shits bout to pop any moment
tryna do me like my parents but I’m a tougher opponent

This nigga scared
Must investigate all I’m prepared
for all the drama, you said
for all them niggas you feared
you fucking busta, busta
Let the evil or the money trap you and thats life at you
every second we coming at you
and you the last one
When L-rock is trying cast on ya
Cuz a Young Rida who would die,
pump up and blast on the thug past you
Blastin on enemies passing
giggling when they should have been figuring who would be the last one, laughing while I switch your wig
I gotta ask ya’ll something
don’t you muthafuckers got kids

Life So Hard lyrics - 2pac

Ma-ah-an, it ain't easy
They got me goin cold-hearted
Probation, violation, incarceration
Frustration, you know
Fuck that, nigga damn near bouts to start basin
It's hard! Hard on a nigga
[Coughing]
Hard on a nigga (yeah it is, yeah it is)
[Whispered] Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
Watch out nigga!

[Chorus: x2]
Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin like a G
[Chorus x2 throughout: Tupac]
Daz in this motherfucker
Alright bwoy, drop that shit
Whassup man? Always listen to that shit?
That ole criminal shit? Peep game nigga, peep game, feel me

[Verse 1:]
Travel through my mind am I blind it's a shame
Young niggaz gettin murdered straight took out the game
As I sit here puffin on a cigarette
Gotta be ready, never know who's plottin on a niggaz death
These are the rough times, best to hurry up
And duck muhfucker 'fore I buck mine
It's gettin crazy and everybody's strapped
Surrounded by niggaz but nam motherfucker down to watch my back
These are the bitch made niggaz, you been played nigga
While you starvin and broke they pullin six figures
Oooh, what can you do
When you can't trust your crew, time to bust out the twenty-two
Boo-yaow! Ran out of weed, so I'm sippin
On this Hennesey, tell me, do you feel me?
Heyyy, I have no remorse
As I take another sip of my liquor and spit my sick thoughts, oooh

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Thuggin to the fullest, got my strap, I'm a pull it
On the first muhfucker that can outrun a bullet
These some Thug Life niggaz, them done like triggers
Got these punk wannabes and they jockin like bitches
Now my riches is gettin hoe-zone, it's on
Fuck a mystery, do you wanna get with me, then let's bone
I'm a take her to my hideout, cause I'm smokin that spinach
And stayin strong to the finish and then I ride out
See you on the freeway, sorry baby
But I gotta call my homey see what he say
I ain't got no time, I gotta get mine
I keep my mind on my loot, I'll shoot everytime
And ain't no way I'm a let bitch made nigga worry me
Catch me slippin, empty the clip and bury me
Hell nah nigga have to plug me twice
Ain't no slippin when you Thug for Life, motherfucker can you see?

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]
Never bow down let these other bitches crawl
I'm a Thug motherfucker and these Thugs only ball
Ain't no half steppin here, from the cradle to the grave
I'm a muhfuckin fool, but I choose to get paid
Now my pockets gettin empty, and I'm panicked in a fright
Me and my bitch named Nina are fiendin tonight
Ain't nobody livin safe, got a Glock, and I'm stressin
All I want is my muhfuckin money, ain't no question
Don't try to stall little trick, cause we hit
So bring in the scissors and get to clippin that dick
I'd rather die young than die old and broke
That's why I stay drunk, and I constantly smoke
My memories as a youngsta, hangin with the homies
But now I'm doin bad and them bitches don't know me (Who? Who?)
But playa haters can't fade me (Why?)
Cause this is Thug Life nigga and we're crazy, tell me do you see?

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 4:]
Yeah, constantly runnin from danger ain't no stranger to cop cars
Gettin arrested and tested wearin a vest and don't drop my guards
My life is hectic my homies send mail from jail
Niggaz in Hell got some horrible stories to tell
I'm catchin cases and still tryin to stack a grip
The IRS is tryin to stress off a niggaz shit
A young nigga never had a prayer to prevail
And all my peers doin years locked up in jail
What can I do, stay strapped, get a bigger crew
And creep around with them Dogg Pound niggaz too
And now we rich ain't no bitch than can touch us
And it's a trip, how we clown, when we fuck sluts
Bust nuts then I cut, that's my new thang
And motherfuckers got on do-rags

[Chorus x2]

Can I get paid, can I get paid, can I motherfuckin get paid
Nigga can work for his money all motherfuckin day and
Still never see a piece of it, you understand me?
It's not about the nice guy
It's bout the hardworkin motherfuckin Thug nigga
If you ain't a Thug nigga, you ain't really doin nothin
[Chorus repeats in background]
You ain't really makin nothin
These motherfuckin po-po's and these pink folks
Got it all locked up for us to fail
See how they did O.J., and they doin niggaz like that all day
So if you don't watch your motherfuckin stack
Believe me, this could be your last breath...

[Chorus x2: to fade]

Lost Souls lyrics - 2pac (with Outlawz)

'Cause I hate to spend
My life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin' one time
(Lost soul)
How it start, how it start

Started off with runnin' from cops duck and hide from helicopters
We open fire, who can stop us
Livin' the life of trife juveniles, hopin' for Rikers
Gettin' twenty-five to life, if the judge don't like us

In my clearest pictures, I see authorities itchin' to get us
ATF state feds scandalous bitches
I wasn't promised to it, wasn't bitter or sweet
See if a, nigga don't hustle then a nigga don't eat

Only streets livin' do or die circle complete
Repetitive motions and felons in the rush for cheese
Please understand my history a man of many acts
Live a thug life, comin' equipped, with many gats

Maybe I was just a lost soul, trapped in time
Livin' in between life and the cracks were blind
Even though we had hopes for dreams that never came
Yet still we all feel pain

Just wait until the rain turn to sunshine
'Cause I hate to spend my life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin' one time, stranded in the county in the worst way
Hell of a way to spend my twenty-first birthday

Born in the ghetto as a street thug
It's for the neighborhood and weed spots that we love
Lost souls, lost souls, nigga for my homeboys that passed on
Words from the mind of a lost soul

Just wait until the rain turn to sunshine
'Cause I hate to spend my life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin' one time

My brother Sean, first on my list, he stuck with
A three-five when he get out would I be dead or alive
He taught me the rules so much, but still in thugs I trust
When in danger never hesitate to keep my fuckin' trap shut

My mom dukes got a little bit of thug in her
The devil loves sinners crackheads and drug dealer
Sometimes I feel like the streets are takin' over
Never stayin' sober, the brain over and over backtrack

My stack's fat, I used to take down new
One love to my crew aiyyo this one's for you
R.I.P., rest in peace to Moo Brown
Know what we gotta do, baby one time

Just wait until the rain turn to sunshine
'Cause I hate to spend my life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin' one time
Just wait until the rain turn to sunshine
'Cause I hate to spend my life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin' one time
One time, one time, one time

I was born twenty-two years ago, yesterday
But see I saw no reason for me to celebrate, let me demonstrate
Entered the world from out a poisonous womb
Heroin bein' consumed already predicitin' my doom, soon

To be one of the many misguided
Always the first one on the block to be done tried it and liked it
Lost before I had a chance to find my way
Now I travel through life, not knowin' the time of day

Crime for pay, I'm on my way but don't know, where I'm a end up
I swear to God, this is a setup
And these are the words from the mind of a lost soul
(I'm a lost soul)

Just wait until the rain turn to sunshine
'Cause I hate to spend my life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin' one time
Just wait until the rain turn to sunshine
'Cause I hate to spend my life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin' one time

Just wait until the rain turn to sunshine
'Cause I hate to spend my life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin' one time
Just wait until the rain turn to sunshine
'Cause I hate to spend my life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin' one time

Just wait until the rain turn to sunshine
'Cause I hate to spend my life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin' one time
Just wait until the rain turn to sunshine
'Cause I hate to spend my life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin' one time

Just wait until the rain turn to sunshine
'Cause I hate to spend my life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin' one time
Just wait until the rain turn to sunshine
'Cause I hate to spend my life, my life, my life, my life
Duckin' one time

All of y'all, keepin' y'all in hell
To all of y'all, keepin' y'all in hell
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
To all of y'all, keepin' y'all in hell
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself

For all my Doggz, keepin y'all in hell
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
For all my Doggz, keepin y'all in hell
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
For all my Doggz, keepin y'all in hell
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself

Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up