All Eyez on Me Page #12

Competition got me ripped

On that bullshit they stressin'

House of Blues,

make some motherfuckin' noise!

Makaveli in this Killuminati

Put your motherfuckin'

hands in the air!

Y'all know the words, sing it!

Hall Mary, run quick, see

What do we have here now?

Do you want to ride or die?

I ain't a killer,

but don't push me

Revenge is like the sweetest joy

Next to gettin' p*ssy

Picture paragraphs unloaded

Wise words bein' quoted

Peeped the weakness

in the rap game

And sewed it

Bow down, pray to God

Hopin' that he's listenin'

Seein' niggas comin' for me

Through my diamonds,

when they glistenin'

bless me please, Father

I'm a ghost

In these killin' fields

Hail Mary, catch me if I go

Let's go deep inside

the solitary mind

Of a madman

Screams in the dark

Evil lurks, enemies see me flee

Activate my hate

Let it break to the flame

Set trip. empty out my clip

Never stop to aim

Some say the game is all corrupt

And f***ed in this sh*t

Stuck, niggas is lucky

if we bust out this sh*t

Pius, Mama told me never stop

Until I bust a nut

F*** the world

if they can't adjust

It's just as well Hail Mary

Come with me

Hail Mary Nigga, run quick, see

What do we have here now?

Sing that sh*t, House of Blues!

Do you want to ride or die?

Tupac! Tupac!

Tupac! Tupac! Tupac!

So they always

playin' fat boy sh*t!

It's time to play my sh*t!

All right, kick that sh*t!

That's why I f***ed your b*tch

Let's go! Death Row!

Take money!

Come on! Take money!

First off, f*** your b*tch

And the clique you claim

Westside when we ride

Come equipped with game

You claim to be a player

But I f***ed your wife

We bust on Bad Boys

Niggas f***ed for life

Pius, Puffy trying to see me

Weak hearts I rip

Biggie Smalls

and Junior M.A.F.I.A.

Is some mark-ass b*tches

We keep on coming

While we running for your jewels

Steady gunning

Keep on busting at them fools

You know the rules

Lil' Caesar, go ask your homie

How I'll leave you

Cut your young ass up,

wave you in pieces

Now be deceased

Lil Kim, don't f*** around

with real G's

Quick to snatch

your ugly ass off the streets

So f*** peace!

I'll let them niggas know

it's on for life

Don't let the Westside

ride tonight

Bad Boy murdered

on wax and killed

F*** with me

and get your caps peeled

Grab your Glocks

when you see 2Pac

Call the cops when you see 2Pac

Who shot me,

but your punks didn't finish

Now you about to fee!

The wrath of a menace

Nigga, I hit 'em up

Goldie!

You can come, too.

Hell, yeah, snakeskin.

Don't worry about that,

all right?

That's cool and all,

that's cool and all,

just make sure, next time,

they don't take

your new chain, nigga.

Nigga, what?

That sh*t ain't funny.

That sh*t ain't funny at all.

- What up?

- What up, Pac?

What's goin' on?

What up, Suge?

- What up, Pac?

- Yo, can I get a second?

Oh, mm-hmm.

- Let's let them have a minute.

- All right, let's move.

All right, blood.

Everything cool?

Yeah, everything cool, man.

I just finished Makaveli,

All Eyez on Me

was a double album.

So that completes

my three albums.

Look, big homie,

I appreciate everything you've

done for me, man. You feel me?

You gave a nigga a new life,

so I'm always down with you.

But I wanna start

my own company.

Doing music, film,

TV shows, all that.

Nigga might even

start directing.

That's cool and all.

Far as the commitment side,

you're good.

You came in on fire

and put in work.

I appreciate that.

I respect that.

But let me show you somethin'.

As far as the money side,

we ain't recouped all that.

What we gonna do about that?

There's more to this business

than just recording records.

Pac!

- Mama!

- Mm-hmm.

How you doing, son'?

How you doing?

You lookin' good.

Oh, thank you.

Mama, this is Kidada.

Nice to finally meet you.

Thank you. It is an honor

to meet you, Ms. Shakur.

Oh, please, call me Afeni.

Would you like

some veggie stir-fry?

Oh, my son's eating vegetables?

Yes. I'm getting him off

of the hot wings-and-Hennessy

diet.

Right?

You see me coming up

in the world?

- Thank God for you!

- Yeah.

You're a miracle worker.

You know,

let me get some waters.

You want something?

- Uh, water is great.

- Okay.

Thank you.

I'll be back.

Just gonna lay the licious

on me in front of Mama?

You know she got a white mama.

Mm-mm-mm-mm.

Yeah.

This is bigger than

all of our apartments

back in the day.

- Good God!

- Yeah.

- And I got heat. Here.

- Yeah.

Don't gotta sleep

in my jacket no more.

Oh, Lord.

You've come

a long way, son. Wow.

We all have, Mama.

How are Setch and the kids?

They doing good.

The kids ain't

so little no more.

But...

Your sister's a good mom.

She takes after somebody I know.

Beautiful, smart,

and got my son eating healthy.

Right.

And I know

your friends love her, too.

Yeah.

She is somethin' special.

Yo, Pac.

I thought about what you said

last night.

Man, I thought real hard.

Let me chop it up

with you for a second.

I've been thinkin'.

I got somethin' for you

I want you to see.

It's yours.

Death Row East?

Yeah, why start some new sh*t

when we can expand?

Euphanasia will have

guaranteed distribution

and a bigger platform.

I run Death Row here

and you get the East Coast.

We partners now.

You already know

how this business is.

While you making

movies and records,

you need somebody

to make sure you good.

Now what do you say?

- Do you believe in God?

- Certainly.

Then believe in Death Row East.

You feel me?

Believe in that. Ifs real.

You feel me, look, ain't

no other record company

sold as many records as us.

Death Row East will be

a direct personification

of what we did on the West Side.

But, yo, are you concerned

about Puffy and Biggie?

Look, if this was chess,

we'd be yelling checkmate

three motherfuckin' years ago.

You feel me? Look, we're

coming to the East Coast

to prove that there is no fear,

but instead opportunity.

And opportunity is

overthrow the government

y'all got right now,

which is Nas and Bad Boy

and all that bullshit,

and we will bring

a new government here

that will feed every person

in New York.

It's real simple.

You're either with us,

or you against us.

The East Coast don't

love Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg?

And Death Row?

We know y'all, East Coast.

- We know the we at.

- East Coast in the house.

Snoop.

Yo, that was

a bold-ass move you did

last year at the Garden, feel?

Yo, you almost caused a riot.

What happened? Talk to me.

I did it 'cause

I ain't scared of nothin'.

And it was real, you feel me?

Sh*t, we grew up

listenin' to East Coast rap.

We were just

tryin' to let 'em know

where we was from

and what we stand far.

Wasn't nothin'

but some love, that's it.

A'right.

We'll put it out on the table,.

Tell me how you feel

about Puffy and Biggie.

Man...

Puffy and Big?

They my homeboys.

It ain't like that.

They didn't want it like that.

F***.

And we don't need

to be doing that.

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