2Pac Heartz of Men Lyrics

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Ah, Suge what I tell you *****,
When I come out of jail what was I gonna do
I was gonna start diggin' into these *****s chest, right
Watch this, hey Quik let me see them binoculars, *****
The binoculars

Ha ha ha ha, yeah ***** time to ride
Grab your bulletproof vest *****
Cause it's gonna be a long one
Now me and Quik gonna show you *****s what it's like on this side
The real side
Now, on this ride there's gonna be some real mutha-****as
And there's gonna be some *****s
Now the real *****s gonna be the ones with money and *****es
The *****s are gonna be the *****s on the floor bleedin'
Now everybody keep your eyes on the prize cause the ride get tricky
See you got some *****s on your side
That say they're your friends
But in real life they your enemies
And then you got some mutha-****as that say they your enemies
But in real life they eyes is on your money
See the enemies will say they true
But in real life those *****s will be the snitches
It's a dirty game y'all
Y'all got ta be careful about who you **** with and who you don't **** with
Cause the **** get wild y'all
Keep your mind on your riches, Baby
Keep your mind on your riches

9-1-1 it's a emergency cowards tried to murder me
From hood to the 'burbs, everyone of you *****s heard of me
**** I'm legendary *****s scary and paralyzed
Nothing more I despise than a liar
Cowards die
My mama told me When I was to see
Just a vicious mutha ****er while these devils left me free
I proceed to make them shiver
When I deliver
Criminal lyrics
From a world wide mob figure
Thug *****s from everywhere Mr. Mackaveli
*****s is waiting for some thug ****, thats what they tell me
So many rumors but I'm infinitely Immortal Outlaw
Switching up on you ordinary *****es
Like a south paw you get let
And every breath I breathe untill the moment I'm deceased
Will be another moment ballin' as a 'G'
I rip the crowd, then I start again
Internally I live in sin
Untill the moment that they let me breathe again
The heartz of men

In the heartz of men

My lyrical verse with so much pain
That to some *****s it hurts
My guns bust
And if you ain't one of us
It gets worse
***** *****s get their eyes swoll
In fly mode
I'm a homicidal outlaw
And five-o, get your lights on, fight long
Tonights gonna be a ****in' fight
So we might roll
My own homies say I'm heartless
But I'm a 'G' to this 'til the day I'm gone that's regardless
Drive-by, *****s bow down
Thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well *****s out now
Throw up your hands if you thugged out
First ***** act up
First ***** gettin'' drugged out
I can be a villian if ya let me
I'll Mutha**** ya
If ya do upset me
Tell the cops to come and get me
Rip the crowd like a phone number
Then start again, don't have no mutha****in' friends *****
Look inside the heartz of men

In the heartz of men
In the heartz of men

To all my *****s engaged in making money in the fifty states
Keep your mind on your chips and **** a punk *****
No longer living in fear
My pistol close in hand
Convinced this is my year
Like I'm the chosen man
Give me my money and label me as a don
If *****s is having problems
Smoke 'em, fire and bomb
I died and came back,
I hustle with these lyrics as if it's a game of crack
Thuggin' is in my spirit
I'm lost and not knowing
Scar'd up
But still flowing
Energized and still going
Uh, can it be fate
That makes a sick mutha****a break
On these jealous *** coward 'cause they evil and fake
What will it take ?
Give me that bass line
I'm feeling bombed
Death-row baby, don't be alarmed
The homie Quik gave a ***** a beat and let me start again
Cause I've been sent
The heartz of men

Written by: Bernard Worrell, Clarence Eugene Haskins, David Marvin Blake, George Jr. Clinton, Prince Rogers Nelson, Tupac Amaru Shakur, William Earl Collins
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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