Watch Ya Mouth lyrics - 2pac

[Verse 1]

You heard it wrong nigga, ain’t nothing sweet about my techniques

you checkin’ for my breathless quotes I wrote deadly

My history so thoroughly involves destruction

niggaz left with their ass bleedin’, lyrical fucking

Open up, first to bust, let me see your heart

turn the lights down, cause I might clown in the dark

When I check for the Heartz of Men what do we find?

niggaz watchin’ for my pockets, planning plots on mine

Am I blind? Let my rhymes speak, for me in history

a legend you define me

Don Makaveli bitch bow down to Death Row

Fuck what you say we untouchable now that we done shook Doc Dre

He ain’t made a beat in six years, swear he the shit

Won’t get no record sales suckin’ Nas dick

Let me get my preach on nigga drop the beat, I get my freak on

The wrong one for you to speak on

Motherfucker watch ya mouth

[Verse 2]

Look I heard Nas got beef cause I’m dissin’ his clique, cool

come bring your ass nigga you can get dissed

I worldwide steady war rappin’,

Get your cash on nigga, five times platinum

What’s that?

De-La got a problem with this hard shit

ever since "me myself and I", y’all been garbage

I’m gonna keep it real, show you how it feels to ride

Y’all went three feet and stopped risin’

Wendy Williams is a fat bitch, that’s the truth

I got a jar full of niggas nuts that’s for you

Let the Westside Eastside drama seize

I’ll come alone to your own streets, Outlaw

Prepare for panic when I unleash

Niggas is lucky if they leave here in one piece

Queen Puff never had no heart to start

So how the hell Biggie Smalls get the part?

Watch ya mouth

[Verse 3]

What I bring to you is hard core, the very essence of my poetry

Dyslexic so you backward ass niggas will notice me

The only G to bleed for the shit I bring

And swing hard on motherfuckers that’s my thing

Vocally I’m pure so you O.D. tryin’ to throw me

Don’t get ya life took tryin’ to run with ya homies, y’all know me

Same nigga so quick to blast

On this worldwide mash, trying to get some cash

Holla my name and the game will follow

Wait and I’ll murder these snakes tomorrow

Bunch of washed up jealous ass punk though

Quit bullshitting Pac, flip the promo

Makaveli rise, all you niggas die when I come

I’ll do some fly shit and be done

They say Pac ain’t got love for the eastside

You a lying motherfucker, nigga we ride

Watch ya mouth