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 > Secretz Of War




    [Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):]



    You either ride wit'' us, or collide wit'' us

    It''s as simple as that for me and my niggaz

    You either ride wit'' us, or collide wit'' us

    It''s as simple as that for me and my niggaz



    [E.D.I. Amin]

    War Time

    War Time, it''s either yourz or mine

    Outlawz be on a grind, and a mission to shine

    And ride on em'', leave em'' stuck and fucked from the gate

    Set it straight, regulate

    wit'' a bomb I''m about to detonate (Boom!)

    Hesitate, aww, now you know what

    ya''ll niggaz were here to go

    If you know it was good for ya

    Buncha toy souljahs all dressed in fatigue

    But I''m Edi Amin on a mission to make em bleed

    Nigga what
    , Nigga who


    It was cool
    and at you
    , what the fuck is gone do


    Barbecue and boo-hoo

    Ride or die, get money all at the same time

    Split the pie with the homie, ball at the same time

    Any nigga splippin'', fall at the same time

    We all links in the chain, tryin to gain, do time

    We all see the sunshine

    But when you could do yourz, we''ll bring these muthafuckas war



    [Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):]



    You either ride wit'' us, or collide wit'' us

    It''s as simple as that for me and my niggaz



    [2Pac]

    As I approach the scene, from smokin'' green

    Got my eyes closed, niggaz so cold on my foes

    I make em'' die froze

    Watch me make em'' bleed, make em'' G''s

    Lord help me wit''it

    Got me paintin'' pictures of a mil-ticket

    Help me get''it

    See me and pray for options

    but the pressures nonstop

    Niggaz get the pistol poppin''

    And watch they body drop

    I''m a lethal threat, watch me hit your set

    Flash on, blast on them bitch-made niggaz wit'' my mask on

    Do it for profit, plus I''m, lookin for punks to bust on

    If you ain''t screamin'' WestSide, you can get the fuck on

    I''m seein'' demons hittin'' weed

    Got me hearin'' screamin''

    Scared to go to sleep, watch the scene like a dope-fiend

    Probably be punished for it, though you can''t ignore it

    I live the life of a thug nigga, and die for it

    Niggaz pass the clip and watch me bring em to the floor

    I got some shit that they ain''t ready for (What you got
    )

    I got the Secretz of War



    [Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):]



    You either ride wit'' us, or collide wit'' us

    It''s as simple as that for me and my niggaz

    You either ride wit'' us, or collide wit'' us

    It''s as simple as that for me and my niggaz



    [Yaki Kadafi]

    We do this thug life shit, like 4, 5, 6, dick em''

    Down wit'' no rounds left up in the pound when the sounds (Here we go)

    Squeeze the lead off, I blow his mutha fuckin'' head off

    Signal all the other outlawz to get this shit set off

    Yaki Kadafi, it ain''t a cop here to stop me

    These streetz is black hockey and raw we get sloppy

    Put a pamper on your silly ass prestyle grammar

    Locked in the slammer, while I''m layed cocked back like a hammer

    Ya''ll newly weds that in honey moons, times bout up

    Ya''ll, that means I leave no trace found with you face, bounce, stuck

    Your pig scanners can''t come close touch or even hit me

    Doin'' my dirt, puttin'' in work, you see shit, what you gonna do




    [Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):]



    You either ride wit'' us, or collide wit'' us

    It''s as simple as that for me and my niggaz

    You either ride wit'' us, or collide wit'' us

    It''s as simple as that for me and my niggaz

    Yo, we go to war



    [Young Noble]

    We check the murder rate percentage

    Niggaz is finished

    Get blood checks from clinics

    This thug shit is in us

    Flowin'' through my system, you a victim

    Blunts, I twist em'', fuck the whole world

    It''s us against them

    you got some heat
    Pull it out

    Cock the hammer if you wit'' it, don''t make

    No difference here, with the 25 to life sentence

    We already doin'' life on the streetz

    Like algae, niggaz be heated, when they walkin'' the beat

    This shit is flaky, makin'' backs shaky, niggaz hate me

    Scared to face me, knowin'' that the Outlawz blaze me

    Pull me up on game, put me up on a hustle

    Once I suck my money muscle, all the G''s got devils

    Movin'' shit like a dollar, beatin'' niggaz like Rodney

    Turn a killa like Kadafi, and a nuke stream to stop me



    [Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):]



    You either ride wit'' us, or collide wit'' us

    It''s as simple as that for me and my niggaz

    You either ride wit'' us, or collide wit'' us

    It''s as simple as that for me and my niggaz

    You either ride wit'' us, or collide wit'' us

    It''s as simple as that for me and my niggaz

    You either ride wit'' us, or collide wit'' us

    It''s as simple as that for me and my niggaz

    We go to war



    [2Pac]

    Bring it on

    And all you lil'' young ass souljahs

    You play this shit back about fifteen times

    You''ll have enough game to roll up in a club or somethin

    Teach these bitches a lil'' somethin'', you know what I mean


    Secretz of muthafuckin'' War....