All Eyez on Me

Got My Mind Made Up

2Pac

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[Chorus: Method Man]

I got my mind made up, come on (Come on)

Get in, get into^✦ it (Get on it)

Let it ride (Get with it), tonight's^✦ the night

I got my mind made up, come on

Get in, get into^✦ it (To it)

Let it ride, tonight's^✦ the night

[Verse 3: Kurupt]

Well, I comes^✦ through with two packs of the bomb prophylac's

For protection,^✦ so my fuckin'^✦ sack won't collapse (Uh)

'Cause nowadays, shit's evadin'^✦ the X-rays

Sendin'^✦ young motherfuckers to an early^✦ grave

I wonder^✦ if my terrifyin'^✦ tactics^✦ of torturin' MCs

Shows my heart's as cold as the tundra^✦

Electrifyin'^✦ like thunder, I'm just too much

Rough and raw with that motherfuckin'^✦ poisonous^✦ touch

I'm an MC with lyrics^✦ that's the fuckin'^✦ Bombay^✦

You got ten steps before^✦ instant death like Bai Mei

My rhymes'll leave a mark on your mind

As the deadly^✦ virus spread through your head like Sand Palm

There's^✦ no escape,^✦ nah, I ain't blastin'

I use my mental^✦ to assassinate assassins for those askin'^✦

Opposed to laughin', raw maniacal villain

Laughter enhances^✦ the chances^✦ of the killin'^✦

Why is that? 'Cause smilin'^✦ faces^✦ deceive

You best believe, to MCs, I'm the deadliest disease

My thoughts rip your throat and make it hard to breathe

Your whole camp's under^✦ siege, and I'm Jason Voorhees^✦ (Uh)

In the heat of the night is when I defeat^✦ and ignite^✦ mics

My verbal^✦ snipe your vocab on site

I'm out the cut, uncut^✦ and raw with no clause for all

So all my rhymes^✦ hit and split the bricks on the wall (Yeah)

Should already have an idea^✦ about^✦ the superior sphere

The greater rhyme creator^✦ on both sides^✦ of the Equator^✦ (Equation)^✦

I rock from here to there, to Philly^✦ and back

To L.A., on the spot where I rock and bust like straps

As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact

Beware,^✦ set and prepare to enter^✦ verbal^✦ combat^✦

[Verse 4: Method Man]

Fuck you losers

While you fake jacks, I make maneuvers

Like Hitler^✦ stickin' up **** with German^✦ ****

The mister^✦ Meth-Tical^✦ from Staten^✦ Isle

Will be back after^✦ this message,^✦ don't touch the dial (Yeah)

Rarely^✦ do you see an MC out for justice

Got my gun powder^✦ and my musket,^✦ blaow

Melons^✦ get swellings, I paint mental^✦ pictures like Magellan

Half of my clans repeat^✦ felons^✦

Niggas best protect they joints for nine-nickels

Man, I stay on point like icicles^✦

Now, who wanna^✦ test Tical,^✦ then tes-ticles^✦

All up in your motherfuckin'^✦ mouth

Headbanger boogie, catch me on tour with Al Doogie

Method Man rolled^✦ too tight, you can't pull me

Better^✦ take one and pass or that's that ass

Your vital^✦ statistics are low and fallin'^✦ fast

Johnny^✦ Blaze out to get loot like Johnny^✦ Cash

Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast

[Verse 5: Redman]

Ayo, lyrical^✦ gat spittin' the criminal tactics^✦

Non-believers get my dick and genital backwards

Let's face it, there's^✦ no replacement^✦

Taste this mad underground^✦ basement^✦ shit I'm laced^✦ with (Uh-huh)^✦

Avalanche on your whole camp when I'm splifted (Uh-huh)^✦

Funk Doctor, who? Spock, bitch, don't get it twisted (Uh-huh)^✦

I got connects like Federal Express

To get the fresh package^✦ of bless the dogs can't fetch

Got the clear spot from the rear block

To bust 'til every^✦ nigga^✦ here drop, men, I fear not

Hold your nose and blow out 'til your ears pop

Since your crew suit you to shift

Now, you claim that your gears locked^✦

Whiff this underground^✦ cannabis

I'm dangerous^✦ like John the Bomb Analyst

Flip MCs like ki's

My degrees^✦ freeze consecutively, like EPMD LPs

Lick off a shot and hit your fam by mistake

So I erase^✦ the whole front row at the wake

I planned my escape^✦ in case Jake wanna^✦ snake

Bust it, I'm the one pushin'^✦ the hearse, in the first place

Confidence for you shaky-ass folks

Pump for Rockafella for the day he got smoke

Choke off this antidote, got you hope

Get roast by my lyrical^✦ Billy^✦ Dee .45 Colt

(And I'm out for nine-nickel)

[Outro: Inspectah Deck]

I-N-S the Rebel

Wist, bliss, this

Sis', bliss

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