Lyrics Killuminati - 2Pac, The Outlawz

Killuminati - 2Pac, The Outlawz
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Killuminati, artist - 2Pac. Album song Still I Rise, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Estate of Tupac Shakur
Song language: English

Killuminati

Let it be prophesized;
niggaz’ll die because ya crew’s goon
Around the way niggaz get murdered by the full moon
Heard it in whispered tones
Niggaz is bold and they choose to roll
I kill em all, watch now nigga truth be told
Westside was the war cry, look how they scatter
Niggaz dyin by my 30-yard, brains’ll splatter
Wonder why these niggaz 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 nigga 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 nigga breath, a life of stress
I invest in a vest and makin niggaz watch they every step
Label me a threat
and I ain’t even got started with this shit yet
Thug style baby, hands on my pistol, listen I’m a ridah
Every nigga breathin pay attention
Bout to show you motherfuckers how it feel, to drop a body
The simple gun to my lifestyle, Killuminati
Chorus: Kastro + 2Pac
Yo Makaveli they can’t stop you
Hold it down
Killuminati and we got you, got you
Yo Makaveli they can’t stop you
Hold it down
Killuminati and we got you, got you
Yo Makaveli they can’t stop you
Hold it down
Killuminati and we got you, got you
Yo Makaveli they can’t stop you
Hold it down
Killuminati and we got you, got you
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, bitches that scary, get too near me we rushin
Visions of over-packed prisons, fiends and niggaz 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 niggaz pagers
Labeled a mark soon as we start, it was hard to quit
We started out drinkin 40's, moved to harder shit
God damn now I’m a grown man, I follow no man
Nigga got my own plan, and it’s called Killuminati
Chorus (w/ minor variations)
I spend most of my time bankin niggaz
because they hate a nigga, comin across fake niggaz
But we made niggaz, old school and I’m thinkin
Y’all some bitch made niggaz and you steadily sinkin
O-U-T, L-A-W-Z ain’t nuttin fuckin with that
We bustin back comin back for the stacks
Laugh last cash cash, all I want is the paper
Givin them fuckers tool whips, I rule haters
Y’all can’t fade us, we kill steal and peal quickly
The boss niggaz, definitely, put it down strictly
E.D.I.
Amin, until the law come for me Kill em all for shortie, ninety-nine Killuminati
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
Makaveli the Don until I’m gone, I maintain
Hold it down, hold it down
Makaveli up in this bitch, 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 shit 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
Fuck with me nigga 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 motherfuckin name nigga?
Hold it down, hold it down
My niggaz we all bad
Makaveli the Don until I’m gone, I maintain
What’s my muh’fuckin name nigga?
Hold it down, hold it down
What’s my muh’fuckin name?
Makaveli the Don until I’m gone, I maintain
Outlawz in this BITCH
Rap pro at his finest
Makaveli the Don until I’m gone, I maintain
Repeat!
Death Row at it’s finest
Nigga, you know what time it is Makaveli the Don until I’m gone, I maintain.
Outlawz.

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Artist lyrics: 2Pac
Artist lyrics: The Outlawz