[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Follow me, tell me if you feel me, I think n***as is tryna kill me
Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me
Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal
My criminal thoughts, preoccupied with keepin' steel
See n***as is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches
That used to be real, but now they're petrified bitches
I'm tryna be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me
Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone
Bitches be warned, word is bond you'll get torn
I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my n***as wrong
And then it's on, before I leave picture me
I'm spittin' at punk bitches and hustlin' to be free
Watch me set it, n***as don't want it, you can get it
Bet it make these jealous n***as mad I said it
This Thug Life, n***a we don't cater to you hoes
Fuck with me, have a hundred motherfuckers at ya door with .44s

[Chorus: 2Pac]
Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
(Listen to Ron)
[Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G]
I'm hard, Jehovah said I'm barred from the pearly gates
Fuck Him, I didn't wanna go to heaven anyway
But my momma got me on my knees with my hands gripped
Talkin' bout some "praise the Lord" shit
Hail Mary, fuck her, I never knew her
I'd probably screw her and dump her body in the sewer
Our father, my pops stuck up dope spots big, black, and mean
With the fifth by the Gabardine
What you expected from his next of kin
I'm loco bro, but ain't no Mexican
I got nines in the bedroom, Glocks in the kitchen
A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin'
The lesson from the Smith & Wesson is depressin'
N***as keep stressin', the same motherfuckin' question
How many shots does it take, to make my heart stop
And my body start to shake

[Chorus: 2Pac]
Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
(Listen to Ron)
[Verse 3: 2Pac]
Some say I'm crazy, these punk-ass cops can't fade me
Mama tried to raise me, but had too many babies
Papa was a motherfuckin, joke
Used to find dope in his coat
And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smoke
Daaamn, don't get me started
My mama smoked so goddamn much
When she was pregnant I'm surprised I ain't retarded
At night I can't sleep, count sheep
As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep
Starin at the wall, heard a scream
Wake up in the mornin'
See the blood in the hall from the murder scene
Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto n***a's lullaby
On the corner, where the n***as slang they crack
And the undercovers jack those that don't watch they back
(Five-0) I daydream about the dope world
Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl
My mossberg goes BOOM

[Chorus: 2Pac]
Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
(Listen to Ron)