DJ Chop Up - 2Pac - Cypher 5 lyrics

[Intro: 2Pac] d**h... To my n***as that went out in the line of duty... To all the b**h made n***as, I'm coming for you, against all odds I don't care who the f** you is, touch me I'm at you I know you motherf**ers don't think I forgot Hell nah I ain't forgot, n***a I just remember what you told me, don't go to war unless I got your money right I got my money right n***a. Now I want war [Verse 1: DJ Chop Up as 2Pac] Guess who's back? The motherf**er 2Pac Run for cover, motherf**er Blast with my 2 Glocks f** the cops trying to lock me to d**h-row It's like Eazy, "here comes the left blow" Buck a n***a, see if he bleed Never ever f** around with a loc'd out n***a like me It's Chop motherf**in Up You motherf**ers know what's up! [Verse 2: Inspectah Deck] With the deadly lecture, contents under pressure Inspectah, put your rep in the stretcher Feather weight contenders surrender T.K.O., first round knockout, vets to big spenders Journey on the mic like Marco Polo Internal bleedin occurs to your photo Thoughts brought forth as wild as up north It's bloodsport, get rushed for tough talk [Verse 3: Warren G] Click clack, what up? Zig zag, run up Nic nac paddie whack, twisting up a fat sack Tic tac toe up, I be in them streets like an intersection I got connection, from every section Critical, political, it's k**er Cal' Roll it up, now pa** that sh** around My mental is cynical, original Thinking you could see us I'm like n***a how? [Verse 4: Hopsin] I'm the rap maniac with the hooligan eyes Who's cooler than I? whack n***as move it aside When you heard I was a big deal you were surprised West coast b**h, put ya W's in the sky I spent my days as a refugee Till the rap game came to rescue me And left my wrist paved in accessories A dangerous necessity, I came here to wreck emcees [Verse 5: Vinnie Paz] Yeah Vinnie Paz just a motherf**ing trooper stepping Nuclear anxiety and the cold of the super weapon Obama and Bush cousins and that's a true connection Seizing power and property like a ruthless henchman I'm in the Jewish temple on Mount Zion Studying literature from the Priory of Sion Nothing's safe, no cars, no planes to fly on I got a few bulletproof vests to try on [Verse 6: Mos Def] This is the daily operation A concentration Stay focused on my recitation 'Bout to reach my destination with no pause or hesitation Baby make the preperation 'cuz this ain't no recreation This is Pro Ball! And we lettin' you know y'all At the show y'all Doin' this for dough y'all Get the phone call And I'm ready to blow y'all 'Bout to go y'all Been a pleasure to know y'all