Lyrics:

[somebody talkin'] Yo, Red Spider... Is that 50 Cent and Pac ready? Lemme know, holla [2pac] 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 ain't Tupac [2pac] 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 [Snoop] Yo, that shit is crazy Whoo Kid Bring that motherfucking beat back man [2pac] 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 ain't Tupac [2pac] 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 crying 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 (2pac)] 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 that's 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, there's nothing left of you Look in the mirror, ask yourself, who are you If you don't know who you are, how could ya dreams come true Motherfucker, I sat backed and watched ya, you pretended to be Pac You pretended to be hot, but you not, now (now) I see it so clear, you can't 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 ain't 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 (2pac)] 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 that's 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 that's 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