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killuminati (og original version) - 2pac lyrics

[intro: 2pac]
makaveli the don, break on ’em!
ah put ya, ah put ya hands on ya, hands on ya heater
hands on ya, hands on ya heater, hands on ya, hand…

[verse 1: 2pac]
let it be prophesized; n-ggas’ll die because your crew’s doom
around the way n-ggas get murdered by the full moon
heard it in whispered tones, n-ggas is bold and they choose to roll
i k!ll ’em all, watch now, n-gga, truth be told
westside was the war cry, look how they scatter
n-ggas dyin’ by my 30 odd, brains is splattered
wonder why these n-ggas cross me, i’m certified crazy
so sick the world made me
now diggy-die, every time i ride is for reasons
hard to k!ll a n-gga ’cause i’m comin’ back like jesus
bow down to my ill nation, runnin’ from drug cases
lookin’ at my congregation so full of thug faces
mama gave a n-gga breath, a life of stress
i invest in a vest and makin’ n-ggas watch they every step
label me a threat and i ain’t even got started with this sh-t yet
thug style, baby, hands on my pistol, listen
i’m a rider, every n-gga breathin’ pay attention
’bout to show you motherf-ckers how it feel to drop a body
a simple glimpse of my lifestyle, k!lluminati…

[chorus: (kastro) & 2pac]
(yo, makaveli, they can’t stop you)
hold it down!
(k!lluminati and we got you, got you)
(yo, makaveli, they can’t stop you)
hold it down!
(k!lluminati and we got you, got you)
(yo, makaveli, they can’t stop you)
hold it down!
(k!lluminati and we got you, got you)
(yo, makaveli, they can’t stop you)
hold it down!
(k!lluminati and we got you, got you)

[verse 2: 2pac]
after the fire comes the rain, after the pleasure there’s pain
even though we broke for the moment, we’ll be ballin’ again
’til i make it, yo, my military be prepared for them bustaz
similar to b-tches too scary, get too near me, we rushin’
visions of over-packed prisons, millions of n-ggas thug livin’
pressures and three strikes, i hope they don’t test us
they pull the heat out, ammunition in crates
psssh! move without a sound as we slide down pistols in place
they got me fiendin’ for currency, the money be callin’
it’s like i’m – dreamin’, seein’ scenes of me ballin’
partic-p-ted in felonious behavior
c-ck the c-cked 4-5, sn-tchin’ n-ggas pagers
labeled a mark soon as we start, it was hard to quit
we started out drinkin’ 40’s, moved to harder sh-t
godd-mn, now i’m a grown man, i follow no man
n-gga got my own plan, and it’s called k!lluminati

[chorus: (kastro) & 2pac]
(yo, makaveli, they can’t stop you)
(k!lluminati and we got you, got you)
k!lluminati
(yo, makaveli, they can’t stop you)
hold it down!
(k!lluminati and we got you, got you)
(yo, makaveli, they can’t stop you)
hold it down!
(k!lluminati and we got you, got you)
(yo, makaveli, they can’t stop you)
hold it down!
(k!lluminati and we got you, got you)

[verse 3: e.d.i. amin]
check it, i spend most of my time hatin’ n-ggas
wantin’ to bank n-ggas, because they come across as fake n-ggas
but we made n-ggas, old school in our thinkin’
while you sinkin’, i comes out, f-cked up, high as h-ll, drinkin’
outlawz could never be bullsh-tters, what
we keeps it too -ss-ssin, none of y’all can deal with us
got me thinkin’ who’s still with us or who haters
it don’t matter ’cause put together none of y’all could take us
y’all don’t understand, i’ll k!ll for this n-gga, peel for this n-gga
and when y’all dump out, be the shield for this n-gga
e.d.i. amin, ooh, lordy lordy
k!ll ’em all for shorty, ’96, it’s k!lluminati

[verse 4: kadafi]
they got me thinkin’ strugglin’ and hustlin’s my only fate
toppin’ grams on the kitchen plate
tryin’ to keep that money straight
times is where i be up on these streets sleep
but when i crack, hammer c-cked back, wrapped in my sheets
my life’s been crossed, crooked since a seed
thirteen, got a package from the devil, payin’ my deeds
preoccupied by the greed in this crooked life i lead
more funds to spend or bigger guns to squeeze
me and my thugs clock g’s, sippin’ naughty thangs
real as these tats on my body, and it’s k!lluminati

[outro: 2pac]
makaveli up in this b-tch, worldwide mash, westside
the question when asked, n-gga, you know what time it is
you know what type of sh-t we giving you
you want that hip-hop, n-gga, this that hip-hop for real
hip-hop that sell five mill’
f-ck with me, n-gga, you get k!lled
it don’t get no realer than real
what’s my motherf-ckin’ name, n-gga? like my n-gga dogg asked
what’s my muh’f-ckin name, n-gga?
what’s my muh’f-ckin name?
(makaveli the don until i’m gone, i maintain)
outlawz in this b-tch, death row at it’s finest
(makaveli the don until i’m gone, i maintain)
repeat! death row at it’s finest, n-gga
you know what time it is
(makaveli the don until i’m gone, i maintain)
outlawz, makaveli, kastro, edi mean, kadafi, hussein
napoleon, young n0ble, the whole clique
rough, rugged, and raw, qdiii in this biatch
westside all in this biatch!
tommy d. woodstockin’ it and sh-t, you know’m’sayin’, hahaha
(makaveli the don until i’m gone, i maintain)
death row! (they can’t stop you)
made n-ggas and we out to get paid, n-gga
(makaveli the don until i’m gone, i maintain)
made n-ggas and we out to get paid, n-gga
(makaveli the don until i’m gone, i maintain)
i maintain, made n-ggas and we out to get paid, n-gga
westsizide!

- 2pac lyrics

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