All Eyez on Me
Heartz of Men
2Pac
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[Verse 1]
9-1-1, it's an emergency, cowards✦ tried to murder✦ me
From hood to the 'burbs, every✦ one of you niggas✦ heard of me
Shit, I'm legendary,✦ niggas✦ scaried and paralyzed
Nothin'✦ more I despise than a liar, cowards✦ die
My mama✦ told me when I was a seed
Just a vicious motherfucker,✦ why these devils left me free?
I proceed to make 'em shiver✦ when I deliver
Criminal lyrics✦ from a worldwide mob figure✦
Thug niggas✦ from everywhere, "Mr. Makaveli
Niggas✦ is waitin'✦ for some thug shit," that's what they tell me
So many✦ rumors, but I'm infinite, Immortal Outlaw✦
Switchin' up on you ordinary✦ bitches like a southpaw – you get left
And every✦ breath I breathe until✦ the moment✦ I'm deceased
Will be another moment✦ ballin'✦ as a G
I rip the crowd, then I start again,✦ eternally, I live in sin
Until✦ the moment✦ that they let me breathe again✦
The hearts of men
[Chorus: Richard Pryor & 2Pac]
"No heart for the fightin'"✦
"I was in every✦ gang, they had about✦ five, I was in all of 'em
Whichever one was winning, 'That's my side'"
The hearts of men
"'Cause I wasn't fightin'✦ shit
Nigga✦ made me unball✦ my fists once, show you how scared✦ I was
I had my fists up, ready,✦ he said, 'Muthafucka, put your hands down!'"
[Verse 2]
My lyric converse with so much pain, to some niggas,✦ it hurts
My guns bust, if you ain't one of us, it gets worse
Bitch niggas✦ get their eyes swoll
In fly mode I'm a homicidal outlaw✦
And five-o get your lights on, the fight's on
Tonight's gonna✦ be a fuckin'✦ fight, so we might roll
My own homies✦ say I'm heartless
But I'm a G in this until✦ the day I'm gone, that's regardless
Ride by, niggas✦ bow down, thought I'd rot in jail
Paid bail, well, a nigga's✦ out now
Throw up your hands if you thugged✦ out
First nigga✦ act up, first nigga✦ gettin'✦ drugged✦ out
I can be a villain if you let me
A motherfucker✦ if you 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 motherfuckin' friends
Nigga,✦ look inside✦ the hearts of men
[Chorus]
In the hearts of men
[Verse 3]
To all my niggas✦ engaged in makin'✦ money✦ in the fifty✦ states✦
Keep your mind on your chips and fuck a punk bitch
No longer✦ livin'✦ in fear, my pistol close in hand
Convinced that this is my year like I'm the chosen✦ man
Give me my money✦ and label me as a don
If niggas✦ is havin'✦ problems, open✦ 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 knowin'✦
Scarred up but still flowin',✦ energized and still goin'
Uhh, can it be fate, that makes✦ a sick motherfucker✦ break
On these jealous-ass cowards✦ 'cause they evil✦ and fake?
What will it take?
Give me that bassline, I'm feelin'✦ bomb
Death Row, baby,✦ don't be alarmed
The homie Quik gave a nigga✦ a beat and let me start again✦
Represent, 'cause I've been sent, the hearts of men
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