Album Songs

  • Letter To The President
  • Still I Rise
  • Secretz Of War
  • Baby Don''t Cry (Keep Ya Head Up II)
  • As The World Turns
  • Black Jesus
  • Homeboyz
  • Hell 4 A Hustler
  • High Speed
  • The Good Die Young
  • Killuminati
  • Teardrops And Closed Caskets
  • Tattoo Tears
  • U Can Be Touched
  • Y''all Don''t Know Us

  • Artists > 2pac > Still I Rise > Killuminati




    [2Pac]

    Let it be prophesized; ni**az''ll die because ya crew''s goon

    Around the way ni**az get murdered by the full moon

    Heard it in whispered tones

    ni**az is bold and they choose to roll

    I kill em all, watch now ni**a truth be told

    Westside was the war cry, look how they scatter

    ni**az dyin by my 30-yard, brains''ll splatter

    Wonder why these ni**az cross me

    I''m certified crazy, so sick the world made me

    Now diggy-die, everytime I ride it''s for reasons

    Hard to kill a ni**a 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

    Momma gave a ni**a breath, a life of stress

    I invest in a vest and makin ni**az watch they every step

    Label me a threat

    and I ain''t even got started with this s**t yet

    Thug style baby, hands on my pistol, listen I''m a ridah

    Every ni**a breathin pay attention

    Bout to show you motherf**kers how it feel, to drop a body

    The simple gun to my lifestyle, Killuminati



    [Chorus: Kastro + 2Pac]



    [Kas] Yo Makaveli they can''t stop you

    [Pac] Hold it down

    [Kas] Killuminati and we got you, got you

    Yo Makaveli they can''t stop you

    [Pac] Hold it down

    [Kas] Killuminati and we got you, got you

    Yo Makaveli they can''t stop you

    [Pac] Hold it down

    [Kas] Killuminati and we got you, got you

    Yo Makaveli they can''t stop you

    [Pac] Hold it down

    [Kas] Killuminati and we got you, got you



    [2Pac]

    After the fire comes the rain, after 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, bi**hes that scary, get too near me we rushin

    Visions of over-packed prisons, fiends and ni**az thug livin

    Pressures and three strikes, I hope they don''t test us

    They pull the heater ammunition it cranks, 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, see in season me ballin

    Participated in felonious behavior

    Cock the cocked fo''-five, snatchin ni**az pagers

    Labeled a mark soon as we start, it was hard to quit

    We started out drinkin 40''s, moved to harder s**t

    God damn now I''m a grown man, I follow no man

    ni**a got my own plan, and it''s called Killuminati



    [Chorus (w/ minor variations)]



    [E.D.I. Amin]

    I spend most of my time bankin ni**az

    because they hate a ni**a, comin across fake ni**az

    But we made ni**az, old school and I''m thinkin

    Y''all some bi**h made ni**az and you steadily sinkin

    O-U-T, L-A-W-Z ain''t nuttin f**kin with that

    We bustin back comin back for the stacks

    Laugh last cash cash, all I want is the paper

    Givin them f**kers tool whips, I rule haters

    Y''all can''t fade us, we kill steal and peal quickly

    The boss ni**az, definitely, put it down strictly

    E.D.I. Amin, until the law come for me

    Kill em all for shortie, ninety-nine Killuminati



    [Kadafi]

    They got me thinkin strugglin and hustling''s my only fate

    Toppin grams on the kichen plate, tryin to keep that money straight

    Times is rollin three up these streets sleep

    But when I crack, hammer cocked back rapped in my sheets

    My life''s been crossed, crooked since a seed it hurts

    Got a package from the devil, payin my deeds

    Preocuppied 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 simpin naughty thangs

    Real as these tatt''s on my body, and it''s Killuminati



    [Chorus]



    [2Pac]

    Makaveli the Don until I''m gone, I maintain

    Hold it down, hold it down

    Makaveli up in this bi**h, worldwide mash, Westside

    Makaveli the Don until I''m gone, I maintain

    The question we ask, do you know what time it is


    Hold it down, hold it down

    You know what type of s**t we be

    Makaveli the Don until I''m gone, I maintain

    You want that hip-hop real

    It''s that hip-hop that''s real

    Hold it down, hold it down

    Hip-hop that''s worldwide, feel


    Makaveli the Don until I''m gone, I maintain

    f**k with me ni**a you get killed!

    Hold it down, hold it down

    It don''t get no realer than this

    Makaveli the Don until I''m gone, I maintain

    What''s my motherf**kin name ni**a


    Hold it down, hold it down

    My ni**az we all bad

    Makaveli the Don until I''m gone, I maintain

    What''s my muh''f**kin name ni**a


    Hold it down, hold it down

    What''s my muh''f**kin name


    Makaveli the Don until I''m gone, I maintain

    Outlawz in this bi**h

    Rap pro at his finest

    Makaveli the Don until I''m gone, I maintain

    Repeat! Death Row at it''s finest

    ni**a, you know what time it is

    Makaveli the Don until I''m gone, I maintain..

    Outlawz..