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Intro: Makaveli
Makaveli in this... Killuminati, all through your body
The blow's like a twelve gauge shotty
Uhh, feel me!
And God said he should send his one begotten son
to lead the wild into the ways of the man
Follow me; eat my flesh, flesh and my flesh
Chorus: Makaveli
Come with me, Hail Mary
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die
La dadada, la la la la
Verse One: Makaveli
I ain't a killer but don't push me
Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin pussy
Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words bein quoted
Peeped the weakness int he rap game and sewed it
Bow down, pray to God hoping that he's listenin
Seein niggaz comin for me, to my diamonds, when they glistenin
Now pay attention, rest in peace father
I'm a ghost in these killin fields
Hail Mary catch me if I go, let's go deep inside
the solitary mind of a madman who screams in the dark
Evil lurks, enemies, see me flee
Activate my hate, let it break, to the flame
Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim
Some say the game is all corrupted, fucked in this shit
Stuck, niggaz is lucky if we bust out this shit, plus
mama told me never stop until I bust a nut
Fuck the world if they can't adjust
It's just as well, Hail Mary
Chorus 2X
Verse Two: Makaveli
Penetentiaries is packed with promise makes
Never realize the precious time the bitch niggaz is wastin
Instutionalized I lived my life a product made to crumble
But too hardened for a smile, we're too crazy to be humble, we ballin
Catch me father please, cause I'm fallin, in the liquor store
That's the Hennessee I hear ya callin, can I get some more?
Hail til I reach Hell, I ain't scared
Mama checkin in my bedroom; I ain't there
I got a head with no screws in it, what can I do
One life to live but I got nuttin to lose, just me and you
on a one way trip to prison, sellin drugs
We all wrapped up in this livin, life as Thugs
To my homeboys in Quentin Max, doin they bid
Raise hell to this real shit, and feel this
When they turn out the lights, I'll be down in the dark
Thuggin eternal through my heart, now Hail Mary nigga
Chorus 2X
Verse Three: Kastro, Young Noble
They got a APB, out on my Thug family
Since the Outlawz run these streets, like these skanless freaks
Our enemies die now, walk around half dead
Head down, K blasted off Hennessee and Thai
Tryin it, mixed it, now I'm twisted blisted and high
Visions of me, Thug livin gettin me by
Forever live, and I multiply survived by Thugs
When I die they won't cry unless they comin with slugs
Peep the whole scene and whatever's goin on around me
Brain kinda cloudy, smoked out feelin rowdy
Ready to wet the party up, and whoever in that motherfucker
Nasty new street, slugger my heat seeks suckers
on the regular mashin in a black Ac Integ-ra
Cock back, sixty seconds til the draw that's when I'm dead in ya
Feet first, you got a nice gat but my heat's worse
From a Thug to preachin church, I gave you love now you eatin dirt
Needin work, and I ain't the nigga to put you on
Cause word is bond when I was broke I had to hustle til dawn
That's when sun came up, there's only one way up
hold ya head and stay up, to all my niggaz get ya pay and weight up
If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks
Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate
to this shit I don't got, be the shit I gotta take
Dealin with fate, hoping God don't close the gate
If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks
Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate
to this shit I don't got, be the shit I gotta take
Dealin with fate, hoping God don't close the gate
Chorus (repeats in background)
Outro: Prince Ital
We've been traveling on this wavy road
Long time til I be take off this load
But we ride, ride it like a bullet
Hail Mary, Hail Mary
We won't worry everyting will come real
Free like the bird in the tree
We won't worry everyting will come real
Yes we free like the bird in the tree
We runnin from the penetentiary
This is the time for we liberty
Hail Mary, Hail Mary
Chorus
[Makaveli]
Westside, Outlawz, Makaveli the Don, Solo, Killuminati, The 7 Days
Makaveli in this... Killuminati, all through your body
The blow's like a twelve gauge shotty
Uhh, feel me!
And God said he should send his one begotten son
to lead the wild into the ways of the man
Follow me; eat my flesh, flesh and my flesh
Chorus: Makaveli
Come with me, Hail Mary
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die
La dadada, la la la la
Verse One: Makaveli
I ain't a killer but don't push me
Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin pussy
Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words bein quoted
Peeped the weakness int he rap game and sewed it
Bow down, pray to God hoping that he's listenin
Seein niggaz comin for me, to my diamonds, when they glistenin
Now pay attention, rest in peace father
I'm a ghost in these killin fields
Hail Mary catch me if I go, let's go deep inside
the solitary mind of a madman who screams in the dark
Evil lurks, enemies, see me flee
Activate my hate, let it break, to the flame
Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim
Some say the game is all corrupted, fucked in this shit
Stuck, niggaz is lucky if we bust out this shit, plus
mama told me never stop until I bust a nut
Fuck the world if they can't adjust
It's just as well, Hail Mary
Chorus 2X
Verse Two: Makaveli
Penetentiaries is packed with promise makes
Never realize the precious time the bitch niggaz is wastin
Instutionalized I lived my life a product made to crumble
But too hardened for a smile, we're too crazy to be humble, we ballin
Catch me father please, cause I'm fallin, in the liquor store
That's the Hennessee I hear ya callin, can I get some more?
Hail til I reach Hell, I ain't scared
Mama checkin in my bedroom; I ain't there
I got a head with no screws in it, what can I do
One life to live but I got nuttin to lose, just me and you
on a one way trip to prison, sellin drugs
We all wrapped up in this livin, life as Thugs
To my homeboys in Quentin Max, doin they bid
Raise hell to this real shit, and feel this
When they turn out the lights, I'll be down in the dark
Thuggin eternal through my heart, now Hail Mary nigga
Chorus 2X
Verse Three: Kastro, Young Noble
They got a APB, out on my Thug family
Since the Outlawz run these streets, like these skanless freaks
Our enemies die now, walk around half dead
Head down, K blasted off Hennessee and Thai
Tryin it, mixed it, now I'm twisted blisted and high
Visions of me, Thug livin gettin me by
Forever live, and I multiply survived by Thugs
When I die they won't cry unless they comin with slugs
Peep the whole scene and whatever's goin on around me
Brain kinda cloudy, smoked out feelin rowdy
Ready to wet the party up, and whoever in that motherfucker
Nasty new street, slugger my heat seeks suckers
on the regular mashin in a black Ac Integ-ra
Cock back, sixty seconds til the draw that's when I'm dead in ya
Feet first, you got a nice gat but my heat's worse
From a Thug to preachin church, I gave you love now you eatin dirt
Needin work, and I ain't the nigga to put you on
Cause word is bond when I was broke I had to hustle til dawn
That's when sun came up, there's only one way up
hold ya head and stay up, to all my niggaz get ya pay and weight up
If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks
Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate
to this shit I don't got, be the shit I gotta take
Dealin with fate, hoping God don't close the gate
If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks
Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate
to this shit I don't got, be the shit I gotta take
Dealin with fate, hoping God don't close the gate
Chorus (repeats in background)
Outro: Prince Ital
We've been traveling on this wavy road
Long time til I be take off this load
But we ride, ride it like a bullet
Hail Mary, Hail Mary
We won't worry everyting will come real
Free like the bird in the tree
We won't worry everyting will come real
Yes we free like the bird in the tree
We runnin from the penetentiary
This is the time for we liberty
Hail Mary, Hail Mary
Chorus
[Makaveli]
Westside, Outlawz, Makaveli the Don, Solo, Killuminati, The 7 Days
Lyrics submitted by spliphstar
Track duration: 05:12
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Number one he didn't have the money at the time (since he was pretty much broke in 1996 since Death Row was only paying him in leased cars and jewelry) that it would take to fake his death. He didn't just disappear like Manic Street Preachers guitarist Richey Edwards, he would have found a body to put in his place, pay off the doctors, coroners and police to lie. Then he'd have to get a fake passport, possibly plastic surgery since he was so famous he'd be instantly recognized in public practically everywhere, and with all the people involved in the plot for him to go into hiding nobody has talked? Somebody would have sold their story by now.
Plus a big part of the alive theories center on his returning from "death". Originally he was supposed to return in 2000, then 2003 (7 years), then on September 13th, 2006, then on July 7th, 2007. I think it's clear he isn't returning. Because he died on September 13th, 1996.
Yes, there are very bizarre circumstances surrounding his death (like the 7's, the "I Ain't Mad At Cha" video, having so much material ready to posthumous release) but strange occurances happen in lots of people's deaths, famous and unfamous. And as for all of his talk about "leaving", I think Tupac fantasized about it because he was incredibly stressed out about the prospect of returning to prison or being unhappy with his Death Row contract, but that doesn't mean he went through with it anymore than Lenny Kravitz wasn't planning on going underground after singing "I wanna get away, I wanna fly away." Who hasn't thought about the relief leaving your existence during stressful times would bring?
"To my homeboys in Quentin Max, doin they bid
Raise hell to this real shit, and feel this."
While San Quentin is a prison in California, I'm pretty sure the lyric here is "Clinton Max." After all, Pac served time at Clinton Correctional Facility, a maximum security prison in Dannemora, NY (waaaaay upstate). This from Wikipedia (under the entry for Tupak Shakur):
"While incarcerated in Clinton Correctional Facility, Shakur read and studied Niccolò Machiavelli and other published works, which inspired his pseudonym "Makaveli" under which he released the record album The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory. The album presents a stark contrast to previous works. Throughout the album, Shakur continues to focus on the themes of pain and aggression, making this album one of the emotionally darker works of his career. Shakur wrote and recorded all the lyrics in only three days and the production took another four days, combining for a total of seven days to complete the album (hence the name). The album was completely finished before Shakur died and Shakur had complete creative input on the album from the name of the album to the cover, which Shakur chose to symbolize how the media had crucified him. Shakur had plans of starting Makaveli Records which would have included Outlawz, Wu-Tang Clan, Big Daddy Kane, Big Syke, and Gang Starr."
See also en.wikipedia.org/wiki/…
just thought i let you know, among all the other users here who have put you both in your bitch ass places, that i like all kinds of music including punk, metal, alternative, rap, hell even some screamo-and that tupac was most certainly a good example of how narrow minded people such as urselfs go online forcing others to banter with u over stupid bullshit. ur both idiots, go eat shit and die.
Do yourself a favor and go pick up some Jedi Mind Tricks, Sage Francis or some Dead Prez.. or better yet, give a listen to some of Tupac's other stuff (All Eyes On Me; Me Against the World) and try telling me it's all superficial and "primitive". Speaking out of your ass will get you nowhere.
you can borrow my book. since i do read and i am aware of the qrgins and the stlye in which this style of music began.
Now as for this song there is a deeper mor profund meaning that lies within. so why dont you take the time to stop and listen to what this man is actually trying to tell you. of course he says something about pussy killing and etc but that is what he grow up around that is all he knew. but mind you Tupac was a political writer/rapper. Read up on it hun
you can borrow my book. since i do read and i am aware of the orgins and the stlye in which this style of music began.
Now as for this song there is a deeper mor profund meaning that lies within. so why dont you take the time to stop and listen to what this man is actually trying to tell you. of course he says something about pussy killing and etc but that is what he grow up around that is all he knew. but mind you Tupac was a political writer/rapper. Read up on it hun