[Chorus]
High on life, drunk off dark liquor✦
Shit gettin'✦ eerie like I threw on Thriller
Bitch, I'm a hard hitter,✦ Rolex clocks and killers
Holdin'✦ the order,✦ I'm prayin' God delivers
I had run-ins✦ with Suge, niggas✦ would've been shook
At the height of the beef, they started Death Row East
Damn, I even✦ saw they tees on some of my Gs
Notorious✦ label, the story✦ was made in the streets
[Interlude]
History lessons, keep it on record
[Verse 2]
Let's talk about✦ it
'Cause when you got a story✦ real as mine, you can't leave nothin'✦ out it
Let’s take you back to '96
Diamonds and MAC-10s, lookin'✦ through a fresh lens
Everything I knew now, wish I knew back then
Like it was only✦ so much time left
Before✦ Makaveli the Don left
Booked✦ a flight, flying out West
We was tryna✦ squash the whole shit in Vegas✦
No media✦ to eat it up and leak it in the papers
Eric B, Big D, and 'Preme was affiliated
Peace to E.D.I., Napoleon and all the innovators
We had respect✦ before✦ we was ever✦ some entertainers
See Suge, he was a dangerous✦ threat
M.O.B almost turned✦ half of New York red
Brothers I grew up with threw up they sets
Some even✦ had them Death Row chains hang off their necks
There's✦ a rumor✦ that spread I'd like to address
Pac was never✦ set up by Stretch (Let it rest)
I stepped to him at Bryant Park so we could speak direct
He didn’t disrespect,✦ we planned to reconnect
[Interlude]
I flew to Vegas✦ to shoot the "Street Dreams" video and link with 2Pac. Tried to squash the East Coast/West Coast beef. We didn’t talk, but he was still alive✦ in the hospital. And it rained✦ that day in Vegas.✦ Rest In Power✦
[Outro: Ed Lover]
Chill out, chill out, yo, hold on. This is my nigga✦ Nas and we both got one thing in common.✦ We both, we both represent Queens to the fullest, aight? This brother was good enough to stop his show. And I want everybody✦ in here, everybody✦ stand up on their feet. First and foremost, please. At 7:03 PM New York time; 4:03 PM Las Vegas✦ time, 2Pac Shakur passed✦ away,✦ y'all. Give me a moment of silence