The Realist Killaz - featuring 50 Cent Lyrics by 2Pac

The Realist Killaz - featuring 50 Cent Lyrics

    [somebody talkin]
    Yo, Red Spider...
    Is that 50 Cent and Pac ready?
    Lemme know, holla

    [Tupac]
    It's go'n be some stuff you go'n see
    That's go'n make it hard to smile in the future

    [50 Cent]
    Yea nigga...ha ha
    Lets go nigga, dis is what it is
    Tupac cut his head bald, then you want to cut yo head bald
    Tupac wear a bandana, you wanna wear a banadana (what do we have here now)
    Tupac put a cross on his back, You wanna put crosses on yo back
    Nigga, you aint Tupac

    [Tupac]
    Is it
    Money and women, funny beginning's tragic ending's
    I can make a million and still not get enough of spendin'
    And since my life is based on sinnin', I'm hell bound
    Rather be buried that be worried, livin' held down
    My game plan to be trained in
    Military mind of a thug lord sittin' in a cemetery cryin
    I've been lost since my adolescence calling for Jesus
    Ballin' as a youngster wondering if he see's us
    Young black males
    Crack sales got me three strikes
    Livin' in jail this is hell enemies die
    Wonder when we all pass, is anybody listnin'
    Got my hands on my semi shotty, everybody's snitchin'
    Please god can you understand me, bless my family
    Guide us all before we fall into insanity
    I'm makin' a point to make my beatin' bumpin' raw life
    Drop some shit to make these stupid bitches jaw tight

    [50 Cent (Tupac)]
    Till makaveli return it's all eyes on me- on me (what do we have here now)
    And you can hate it or love it, but thats what it's go'n be- go'n be
    Shoulda listened, I told you not to fuck wit me- wit me (what do we have here now)
    Now can you take the pressure, that's what we go'n see- go'n see

    [50 Cent]
    This is a cry for mercy, I promise
    My success would be the death of you
    Low and behold, you sold ya soul, theres nothing left of you
    Look in the mirror, ask yourself, who are you
    If you dont know who you are, how could ya dreams come true
    Muthafucka, I sat backed and watched ya, you pretended to be Pac
    You pretended to be hot, but you not, now (nowww)
    I see it so clear, you cant take the pressure, you pussy
    I warned you not to push me
    You see me,and chills, run up ya spine
    GOD made menace in war, but ya heart aint like mine
    And plus, they look at me like I'ma menace
    I was playing wit guns, while ya momma had you punk ass playing tennis
    I'ma nightmare, you see me in ya dream
    Wake up, and turn on ya t.v. and see my ass again
    You cowardly hearted, you couldn't make it on ya own
    FUCK THE SOURCE, I'M ON THE COVER OF ROLLIN STONE

    [50 Cent (Tupac)]
    Till makaveli return it's all eyes on me- on me (what do we have here now)
    And you can hate it or love it, but thats what it's go'n be- go'n be
    Shoulda listened, I told you not to fuck wit me- wit me (what do we have here now)
    Now can you take the pressure, that's what we go'n see- go'n see

    Till makaveli return it's all eyes on me- on me (what do we have here now)
    And you can hate it or love it, but thats what it's go'n be- go'n be
    Shoulda listened, I told you not to fuck wit me- wit me (what do we have here now)
    Now can you take the pressure, that's what we go'n see- go'n see



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