[Intro]
(Thirstay, yea' she thirstay)
She tryna' hop up on my dick, no foreplay uh
The way she bounce that ass, issa' earthquake uh
The way she ride my... (ride my)

[Verse]
Talk about it
How they talk about it
You heard me in Peter Pan, yea' they talk about me
Go n’ tell the world we at war, there’s no doubt about it
Go n’ read about it
You can see about it
You can’t cheat up out it
Watch the bird fly, with my third eye
Make the world cry, look up at the blurred sky
They listen my words, why (why)
Cause it goes world-wide
Make it international; then tell the world bye
GG in the back (back)
Wonder where it’s at
If you step up over here
Have the money and the act
We make ya body disappear
If you come here to attack
We living life and seering clear
I just stated fuckin' facts
I bust that thing up in the air
[2Pac: The Lost Prison Interview 1995]
I tell each and every person out there
Forget about that clicking up thing
You know what I mean?
Be to yourself, stay to yourself
Trust nobody, trust nobody
You know what I mean? Straight up
My closes friends did me in, my closes friends
My homies, people who I done took care of they whole family
I done took care of everything for them, looked out for them
Put them in the game, everything-

[Verse]
(Lonely)
I don’t want nobody close to me
I’m the reason for the reason, I’m where I’m supposed to be
All I need is my fire, dope, money and key, higher my g'
No water, I got fire on me (pow)
Woah.. Play a lot (lot)
We rap the same bullshit cause we can’t say a lot
And if you try to break the rules, you gonna hit the rock (rock)
R.I.P Pac - I’m the reason for the clock
Yea, over here, we never stop
I hide a gun up in my sock
I meet a fan, say thanks a lot
What's in ya belt? Man it’s a Glock
If It’s the end, I let it pop
It’s going down up in this spot
Don’t say a word, just take a shot (pop, pop!)
Moonrock! I got the gold on me
I never let a bitch, take control of me
And if she ever do, just put a hole in me
Take my soul from me
I got two lawyers so yea' I don’t need more support
Goes for all the rap companies that’s out to take me to court
They see me blow like 50g's and yea' they thirst for that sort
But indeed, I guarantee that It’s the fire in the torch
That keeps it lit, up
[2Pac: BET Interview w/ Ed Gordon 1994]
Ed Gordon: There’s no real reason for you, to carry a nine mili meter
2Pac: Don’t believe that, why? In two years I’ve had a gun pulled on me by my limo driver, by police, by everybody and once my life is gone it’s gone. Can’t nobody give it back to me. Not the judge, not the President, not the governor, not Calvin Butts, not Jesse Jackson, They can’t do nothing but come to my funeral and talk pretty-

[Verse]
Ha-ha-ha-ha [x2]
I’m laughing straight to the bank cause Allahu akbar'
I’m in a rover habibi, it’s hella' fast car
Got tinted windows, can’t see me like a fuckin' rap star
I don’t know, you gotta go
I’m 'bout to pop It
Pull a two two' out my sock
And aim that bitch before I cock it
You know, I don’t play about my profit
You hear me then don’t deposit
It’s going straight to my pocket
I got three rappers now that’s tryna' go with me
Got six labels talking 'bout they wanna roll with me
Got like six bitches tryna' hit the road with me
Took like six pictures coming for the whole industry (I know!)
They know ya’ll can feel my wrath dawg
Indeed those pics' is gonna last dawg
These threats coming straight out the fuckin lab dawg
Don’t be mad, this a message sent out to the mass dawg
So be aware