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scared straight (original version) - 2pac lyrics

[intro: ray luv]
scared straight, the one that you hate
with pervs all be stepping with weapons
that keep my nerves on total destruction
the wrong one to be f*cking with
the lyrical mastermind and 2pacthalunatic

[verse 1: ray luv]
lovin’ the ladies and treat the females with true respect
i love ’em and leave ’em and still collect on a county check
cuz these hoes don’t care they on a mission to ironside
so ride with the whoo ride i’ll give ya a joy ride
so n*ggas be steppin’ to the front with the weak sh*t
i’m the one you can’t get with beware or you’ll get hit
with a loose and very clever combination, i’m tearing up the competition like jason
money stack and racks and raps rip by ray, mishap, and epitats
cuz suckers are scared straight

[verse 2: 2pac]
prepare for the wrath, a psychopath when this song play
get iller than johnny gill and rub you the wrong way
f*ck sensitivity i get cruel when you’re doing me
cause none of the rough stuff b*tch stop pursuing me
so true to the game, it’s a name you don’t dare say
a lyrical lunatic when i kick it you’re scared straight
motherf*cker’s fall way to the roster
you step any closer and get hit with a dose of
iller*fied pimping*ass gang to bang to
and i ain’t ashamed to, get wicked with slang to
n*ggas know, when i flow, i can give you mo’
get sicker than psycho, and won’t let the mic, go
till i hear the whole crowd on they two feet
as i go through new beats, i’m running through mc’s
n*gga please you dizzy, you can’t take me
you stumble through break beats but you’ll never fade me
scared straight cause you hate, when i motivate
you suffer a different fate, when music i mutilate
but some of the super suckers try to stop me
i’m gunning and running the stupid motherf*cker’s now they jock me
what if i should trip? or chill and a give fair break
f*ck it they feel the wrath of a motherf*cker scared straight
[chorus]
fighting wars in the streets
fighting… fighting wars in the streets (scared straight)
fighting… fighting wars in the streets
fighting… fighting wars in the streets

[verse 3: ray luv]
running through the rhyme, keepin’ em ’cause i leaked the fumes
had to pay my dues, but n*gga you know you sure will lose
now you’re after me, you better bring your whole posse
or gang of punk emcees, ray beat ’em down relentlessly
a mastermind at work residing in the rose town
closing foes and hosting shows and f*cking them crazy hoes now
brother black is back showing em all no mercy
one verse you’ll here the he*rs* like…tec (when ya heard me)
the game is in affect, i’m stompin’ on necks and taking respect from n*ggas who try to flex
and roody poo collar blue police are tryin’ to sweat
i’m taking your final breath and surprising you b*tch cuz i ain’t dead yet
time to get lethal finish ’em all in the first round, no sequel
i rush em down beat ’em down, don’t ask me what they hitting for i run ya down and leave ya
f*ck the pringle here’s the single, now we love the evil

[verse 4: 2pac]
feel the funky funk house buster you’ll get rolled on
no matter how much they bring, i duck and dodge and hold on
best a watch the swing
n*gga the game is so strong, catch me by surprise
you won’t realize your hoe’s gone
n*gga i’m on the creep
and if i know your address, girls as good as stuck
she eating my mr. badness
pac don’t give a f*ck, i got too many enemies
f*cking with the ginger juice the booze of f*cking hennessy
the closer they can get
but still don’t let them see me sweat, suckers ain’t trying to step
they know they’ll be breathing they last breathe
n*ggas ain’t got no heart, but swear that they be rocking sh*t
till they get a load of the bold ass 2pacalypse
tell them to bring the noise, and look like they wanna rift
brother this is ain’t a game, a crook’s what’s you’re f*cking with
hitting him with the flurry, i’ll bury him if he steps to me
sucker’s can’t get next to me, tripping off some ecstasy
literal life insanity, even a form of suicide
this ain’t bbd, try doing me you’re do or die
dropping them like a mack, and smacking them like a weak b*tch, n*gga don’t even twitch
cause them i’ma have to pull the switch
victory to the switch, so f*ck ’em if they, try to break
freaking ’em with the funk left them drunk
h*lla (scared straight)
[chorus/outro]
wars in the streets (h*ll yeah)
fighting wars in the streets (scared straight)
fighting… fighting wars in the streets
fighting… fighting wars in the streets(motherf*ckers are scared straight)
fighting… fighting wars in the streets
fighting… fighting… fighting wars in the streets(2pacalypse in this motherf*cker)
fight… fighting… fighting wars
fighting wars
fighting wars in the streets (the whole motherf*ckin’ posse in the house)
fighting wars in the streets (underground railroad punks we layin’ the track leavin’ motherf*ckers scared straight)

- 2pac lyrics

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