Yo Redd Spyder, is that 50 Cent Pac joint ready?
Let me know, holla
There's gon' be some stuff you gon' see
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the future

Yeah *****, ha ha let's go *****, this is what it is
Tupac cut his head bald, then you wanna cut yo' head bald
(You ***** *****)
Tupac wear a bandanna you wan' wear a bandanna
Tupac put a cross on his back you wanna put crosses on yo' back
***** you ain't Tupac, this Tupac

Is it, money or women to funny beginnings, tragic endings
I can make a million and still not get enough of spending
And since my life is based on sinnin', I'm hell bound
Rather be buried than be worried, livin held down

My game plan to be trained and, military
Mind of a Thug Lord, sittin' in the cemetery
Caught, I've been lost since my adolescence, callin to Jesus
Ballin' as a youngster, wonderin' if he sees us

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes
Livin' in jail, this is hell, enemies die
Wonder when we all p*** is anybody listenin'?
Got my, hands on my semi shotty, everybody's *****in'

Please God can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all, before we fall into insanity
I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin' warlike
Drop some ****, to any stupid *****es don't fight

'Til Makaveli returns, it's 'All Eyez On Me'
(What do we have here now?)
And you can hate it or love it, but that's what it's gon' be
You shoulda listened, I told you not to ***k with me
(What do we have here now?)
Now can you take the pressure, that's what we gon' see

Now since you're cryin for mercy I promise
My success'll be the death of you
Lo and behold you sold your soul
***** there's nuttin' left of you

Look in the mirror, ask yourself who are you?
If you don't know who you are, how could your dreams come true?
Mother***ker, I sat back and watched
You pretended to be 'Pac, you pretended to be hot

But you're not I see it so clear
(Now)
You can't take the pressure, you *****
I warned you not to push me
You see me and chills run up your spine

Hardly even in the same war, but your heart ain't like mine
Press, they look at me like I'm a menace, I was playin' with guns
While your momma had your punk *** playin' tennis
I'm a nightmare, you see me when you dream

Wake up, turn on your TV and see my *** again
You cowardly hearted, you couldn't make it on your own
***k the source, I'm on cover of Rolling Stone
(You *****)

'Til Makaveli returns, it's 'All Eyez On Me'
(What do we have here now?)
And you can hate it or love it, but that's what it's gon' be
You shoulda listened, I told you not to ***k with me
(What do we have here now?)
Now can you take the pressure, that's what we gon' see

G-G-G-G-Unit

'Til Makaveli returns, it's 'All Eyez On Me'
(What do we have here now?)
And you can hate it or love it, but that's what it's gon' be
You shoulda listened, I told you not to ***k with me
(What do we have here now?)
Now can you take the pressure, that's what we gon' see