2Pac — Killuminati Original Version

[Intro: 2Pac] Makaveli the Don, break on 'em! Ah put ya, ah put ya hands on ya, hands on ya heater Hands on ya, hands on ya heater, hands on ya, hand… [Verse 1: 2Pac] Let it be prophesized; niggas'll die because your crew's doom Around the way niggas get murdered by the full moon Heard it in whispered tones, niggas is bold and they choose to roll I kill 'em all, watch now, nigga, truth be told Westside was the war cry, look how they scatter Niggas dyin' by my 30 odd, brains is splattered Wonder why these niggas cross me, I'm certified crazy So sick the world made me Now diggy-die, every time I ride is for reasons Hard to kill a nigga 'cause I'm comin' back like Jesus Bow down to my ill nation, runnin' from drug cases Lookin' at my congregation so full of thug faces Mama gave a nigga breath, a life of stress I invest in a vest and makin' niggas watch they every step Label me a threat and I ain't even got started with this shit yet Thug style, baby, hands on my pistol, listen I'm a rider, every nigga breathin' pay attention 'Bout to show you motherfuckers how it feel to drop a body A simple glimpse of my lifestyle, Killuminati… [Chorus: (Kastro) & 2Pac] (Yo, Makaveli, they can't stop you) Hold it down! (Killuminati and we got you, got you) (Yo, Makaveli, they can't stop you) Hold it down! (Killuminati and we got you, got you) (Yo, Makaveli, they can't stop you) Hold it down! (Killuminati and we got you, got you) (Yo, Makaveli, they can't stop you) Hold it down! (Killuminati and we got you, got you) [Verse 2: 2Pac] After the fire comes the rain, after the pleasure there's pain Even though we broke for the moment, we'll be ballin' again 'Til I make it, yo, my military be prepared for them bustaz Similar to bitches too scary, get too near me, we rushin' Visions of over-packed prisons, millions of niggas thug livin' Pressures and three strikes, I hope they don't test us They pull the heat out, ammunition in crates Psssh! Move without a sound as we slide down pistols in place They got me fiendin' for currency, the money be callin' It’s like I’m - dreamin', seein' scenes of me ballin' Participated in felonious behavior Cock the cocked 4-5, snatchin' niggas pagers Labeled a mark soon as we start, it was hard to quit We started out drinkin' 40's, moved to harder shit Goddamn, now I'm a grown man, I follow no man Nigga got my own plan, and it's called Killuminati [Chorus: (Kastro) & 2Pac] (Yo, Makaveli, they can't stop you) (Killuminati and we got you, got you) Killuminati (Yo, Makaveli, they can't stop you) Hold it down! (Killuminati and we got you, got you) (Yo, Makaveli, they can't stop you) Hold it down! (Killuminati and we got you, got you) (Yo, Makaveli, they can't stop you) Hold it down! (Killuminati and we got you, got you) [Verse 3: E.D.I. Amin] Check it, I spend most of my time hatin' niggas Wantin' to bank niggas, because they come across as fake niggas But we made niggas, old school in our thinkin' While you sinkin', I comes out, fucked up, high as hell, drinkin' Outlawz could never be bullshitters, what We keeps it too assassin, none of y'all can deal with us Got me thinkin' who's still with us or who haters It don't matter 'cause put together none of y'all could take us Y'all don't understand, I'll kill for this nigga, peel for this nigga And when y'all dump out, be the shield for this nigga E.D.I. Amin, ooh, Lordy Lordy Kill 'em all for shorty, '96, it's Killuminati [Verse 4: Kadafi] They got me thinkin' strugglin' and hustlin's my only fate Toppin' grams on the kitchen plate Tryin' to keep that money straight Times is where I be up on these streets sleep But when I crack, hammer cocked back, wrapped in my sheets My life's been crossed, crooked since a seed Thirteen, got a package from the devil, payin' my deeds Preoccupied by the greed in this crooked life I lead More funds to spend or bigger guns to squeeze Me and my thugs clock G's, sippin' naughty thangs Real as these tats on my body, and it's Killuminati [Chorus: (Kastro) & 2Pac] (Yo, Makaveli, they can't stop you) Hold it down! (Killuminati and we got you, got you) (Yo, Makaveli, they can't stop you) Hold it down! (Killuminati and we got you, got you) (Yo, Makaveli, they can't stop you) Hold it down! (Killuminati and we got you, got you) (Yo, Makaveli, they can't stop you) Hold it down! (Killuminati and we got you, got you) [Outro: 2Pac] Makaveli up in this bitch, worldwide mash, Westside The question when asked, nigga, you know what time it is You know what type of shit we giving you You want that hip-hop, nigga, this that hip-hop for real Hip-hop that sell five mill' Fuck with me, nigga, you get killed It don't get no realer than real What's my motherfuckin' name, nigga? Like my nigga Dogg asked What's my muh'fuckin name, nigga? What's my muh'fuckin name? (Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain) Outlawz in this bitch, Death Row at it's finest (Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain) Repeat! Death Row at it's finest, nigga You know what time it is (Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain) Outlawz, Makaveli, Kastro, EDI Mean, Kadafi, Hussein Napoleon, Young Noble, the whole clique Rough, rugged, and raw, QDIII in this biatch Westside all in this biatch! Tommy D. Woodstockin' it and shit, you know'm'sayin', hahaha (Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain) Death Row! (They can't stop you) Made niggas and we out to get paid, nigga (Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain) Made niggas and we out to get paid, nigga (Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain) I maintain, made niggas and we out to get paid, nigga Westsizide!