Until the End of Time
U Don't Have 2 Worry
2Pac
Lyrics & Rhyme Analysis
31
End
265
Internal
102
Multi
299
Slant
14
Chain
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[Verse 2: Young Noble]
Y'all remember✦ "Hit 'Em Up," don't make us do it once more
Yo' niggas✦ know, you ain't fuckin'✦ with them Out-lawz✦
We keep souljas,✦ souljas✦ from Compton to Brooklyn
Your the type to get sniped,✦ when the cops is lookin'✦
Don't nobody✦ give a fuck 'cause you done crossed the game
Lost in fame, and you should take, all the blame
You made yo' bed nigga✦ lay in it
You scared✦ to come up out that cell nigga✦ stay in it
It's not a game only✦ got one click we Outlawz✦ from the do'
Dirt stains when I buck on the fo', you kissin'✦ the flo'
We dirty✦ as the motherfuckin'✦ streetz of Jerz
We sweep niggas✦ with the words though the heat's preferred
Holla✦
[Hook: 2Pac]
You don't have to worry✦ you can ride with me now
Niggas✦ are quick to scream how they die for me now
Only✦ got one click, they Outlawz✦ on the Row
Fair exchange✦ when we fuck them hoes, let the punks know
[Verse 3: E.D.I.]
'Pac I wish I was in the motherfuckin'✦ car wit'cha✦
I'd have took every✦ bullet✦ that they threw, hand of God, nigga✦
I only✦ got one click, Outlawz✦ 'til I'm gone
Heavy✦ in the game and we comin'✦ for they fuckin'✦ throne
The love is gone well it is what it is
And plottin' on us, they best be prayin' for they kids, mayne
You don't have to worry✦ 'cause I ride for ya
Like K said over✦ loyal we even✦ tell 'bout a lie for ya
You put me in the game and dog I owe it all to ya
And when it get to poppin'✦ I'ma✦ fuckin'✦ ball for ya
And everything I do gon' have your names✦ on it
I'll never✦ let them forget✦ I put my seeds on it
[Verse 4: Napoleon]
You gon' die before✦ yo' time, come face the truth
In the middle of the desert nigga✦ lace your boots
As a youth, hundred proof, tap my chest is a dead rest
You studio✦ niggas✦ still remind✦ your vest
Why the fuck you ain't done yet, swallow yo' teeth
In the field you woulda✦ been need a straw when you eat
Fuck a Glock nine that shit is weak on the streets
And if you can't strategize then you just can't eat
If your life in another✦ nigga✦ hand, you dead
And if it's beef and your man disappear then don't sweat it
Another✦ fake nigga✦ usin'✦ my strengths to get credit✦
I mean you might face sound scared✦ but your heartbeat said it
[Hook: 2Pac]
You don't have to worry✦ you can ride with me now
Niggas✦ are quick to scream how they die for me now
Only✦ got one click, they Outlawz✦ on the Row
Fair exchange✦ when we fuck these hoes, let the punks know
[Verse 5: Kastro]
I was born ugly,✦ unlucky and dusty✦
But now I'm a rider,✦ connivin' gutsy✦
And I don't trust nobody,✦ so don't nobody✦ trust me
And that's how I'ma✦ go about✦ it 'til somebody bust me
I play for keeps like the OG's raised✦ me
If I sleep I won't eat, who gonna✦ feed my baby?✦
And I think I'm goin' crazy✦ 'cause my hair is gettin'✦ thinner
I've been drinkin' on the daily,✦ I can hardly✦ remember✦
I got - bad nerves,✦ paranoia destroyed me
I love the Lord but the church can't cure me
I sleep light, I wake peekin'✦ out my window✦
With guns under✦ my mattress and guns under✦ the pillow✦
And that's the way it's gonna✦ be 'til they bury✦ me
But don't twist it 'cause none of y'all niggas✦ worry✦ me
[Verse 6: Young Noble & Kastro]
What the fuck you didn't know?
Kizza-Kastro, Young Noble with the criminal flow
You nervous nelly✦ ass niggas✦ belly✦ up in the river,✦ no dizoubt
My niggas✦ couldn't fade me with some clippers
You put it down, look all around,✦ 'til we find you we hound
Penitentiary bound, to remind✦ you
[Verse 7: Kadafi]
Kadafi I bring the lingo✦ to the click
Tasty✦ like a Pringle, sneakin' through your chimney like Kris Kringle
On some shit, get me fee to let my ice click Ka-pling, ka-plow✦ I been a thug shootin' slugs since a child
[Hook: 2Pac]
You don't have to worry✦ you can ride with me now
Niggas✦ are quick to scream how they die for me now
Only✦ got one click, they Outlawz✦ on the Row
Fair exchange✦ when we fuck these hoes, let the punks know
Technical Breakdown
8.5
Multisyllabic Rhymes9.5
Complexity of rhyme schemes (data-driven)
Internal Rhymes9.5
Rhymes within a line (data-driven)
Wordplay / Double Entendres5.0
Clever language, metaphors, punchlines
Cadence / Rhythm10.0
Flow variation and timing (data-driven)
Vocabulary Complexity7.0
Range and depth of words used (data-driven)
Delivery / Breath Control7.5
Performance and control
Computed Score8.46
Production
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Critic Analysis
RAPLEDGER BAROMETER™
The verse relies on the raw, aggressive delivery and thematic cohesion typical of the Outlawz' post-Death Row era, prioritizing intimidation and loyalty over complex lyrical layering.
A
9.5
Multisyllabic
9.5
Internal Rhymes
10
Cadence / Flow
7
Vocabulary
5
Wordplay
7.5
Delivery
AABB rhyme coupletsInternal rhyme stackingAggressive prosodyThematic continuity
Rhyme Architecture: The verse utilizes a high-density, multisyllabic AABB structure, heavily reinforced by internal rhymes that bridge the gap between end-line stresses, characteristic of the late-90s West Coast bounce.
Verified Doubles & Entendres
"You made yo' bed nigga lay in it"
① Literal advice regarding rest or the consequences of actions.② A metaphor for accepting the fatal consequences of one's betrayal of the 'code' of the streets.
"We sweep niggas with the words though the heat's preferred"
① The emcee's lyrical ability is potent enough to clear the opposition.② A pivot from verbal dexterity back to the preference for actual firearm violence (heat).
High-energy delivery that creates a genuine sense of urgency and danger
Technical proficiency in multisyllabic rhyming
Strong thematic consistency regarding the 'Outlawz' brand identity
Lack of complex wordplay or multi-layered entendre
Reliance on generic confrontational tropes common to the era
Occasional filler lines that sacrifice depth for rhythmic consistency