The Realist Killaz Lyrics
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[GUNSHOT]<br />Yo Redd Spyder (ooh-wee) is that 50 Cent/Pac joint ready?<br /><em>[gun cocking] Let me know, holla<br /><br /><em>[2Pac - from the song "Smile"]<br />There's gon' be some stuff you gon' see<br />That's gon' make it hard to smile in the future<br /><br /><em>[50 Cent]<br />Yeah nigga! Ha ha<br />Let's go nigga, this is what it is<br />Tupac cut his head bald<br />Then you wanna cut yo' head bald (you PUSSY nigga!)<br />Tupac wear a bandana<br />You wan' wear a bandana<br />Tupac put a cross on his back<br />You wanna put crosses on yo' back<br />Nigga you ain't Tupac - THIS Tupac!<br /><br /><em>[Verse One: 2Pac]<br />Is it, money or women to funny beginnings, tragic endings<br />I can make a million and STILL not get enough of spending<br />And since my life is based on sinnin, I'm hellbound<br />Rather be buried than be worried, livin held down<br />My game plan to be trained and, military<br />Mind of a Thug Lord, sittin in the cemetary<br />Caught, I've been lost since my adolescence, callin to Jesus<br />Ballin as a youngster, wonderin if he sees us<br />Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes<br />Livin in jail, this is hell, enemies die<br />Wonder when we all pass is anybody listenin?<br />Got my, hands on my semi shotty, everybody's bitchin<br />Please God can you understand me, bless my family<br />Guide us all, before we fall into insanity<br />I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin warlike<br />Drop some shit, to any stupid bitches don't fight<br /><br /><em>[Chorus: 50 Cent + (2Pac)]<br />'Til Makaveli returns, it's +All Eyez On Me+<br />(What do we have here NOWWW?)<br />And you can hate it or love it, but that's what it's gon' be<br />{oooooooooohhhh}<br />You shoulda listened, I told you not to fuck with me<br />(What do we have here NOWWW?)<br />Now can you take the pressure, that's what we gon' see<br /><em>[click clack, GUNSHOT]<br /><br /><em>[Verse Two: 50 Cent]<br />Now since you're cryin for mercy I promise<br />My success'll be the death of you<br />Lo and behold you sold your soul<br />Nigga there's nuttin left of you<br />Look in the mirror, ask yourself who are you?<br />If you don't know who you are, how could your dreams come true?<br />Motherfucker, I sat back and watched<br />You pretended to be 'Pac, you pretended to be hot<br />But you're not (NOWWWW) - I see it so clear<br />You can't take the pressure, you pussy<br />I warned you not to push me<br />You see me and chills run up your spine<br />Hardly even in the same war, but your heart ain't like mine<br />Press, they look at me like I'm a menace<br />I was playin with guns<br />while your momma had your punk ass playin tennis<br />I'm a nightmare, you see me when you dream<br />Wake up, turn on your TV and see my ass again<br />You cowardly hearted, you couldn't make it on your own<br />Fuck THE SOURCE, I'm on cover of Rolling Stone<br />(YOU PUSSY!)<br /><br /><em>[Chorus]<br /><br />G-G-G-G-Unit!<br /><br /><em>[Chorus]<br /><br /><em>[gunshot]<br />