Yeah, yeah, hold up
KD2 shit (Hit-Boy)
Ayy hold up, come on, whoa
Right back at this
Yeah, yeah, hold up
KD2 shit (Hit-Boy)
Ayy hold up, come on, whoa
Right back at this
Right back
Right back, hold up, whoa
[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 their tees on some of my Gs
Notorious label, the story was made in the streets
[Interlude]
Now it’s real-life movies
Rest in peace, Ill Will
[Verse 1]
Let’s talk about it
We the smartest, not the loudest, came up out the project houses
Where they resort to violence
Hennessy bottles on the curb, lil’ niggas tryna serve
Let’s talk about it
Back when Jungle told Pac, "It's on" soon as we walk up out this
Picket signs, Outlawz outside the music hall
Bunch of ghetto superstars really down to lose it all
Both sides was thuggin'
But when you in my city, you know how we comin’
Animals in the field and most of ‘em clutchin’
When you livin’ this rugged, that come with repercussions, look
[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 their 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 10’s
Lookin’ through a fresh lens
Everything I know 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.P. 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. This is my nigga Nas and we both got one thing in common. 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 Vegas time 2Pac Shakur passed away, y'all. Give me a moment of silence
Jo, jo, držať hore
KD2 SHIT (HIT-BOY)
Ayy sa drží, poď, whoa
Späť na to
Vpravo
Vpravo, držať sa, whoa
[Chorus]
Vysoká životnosť, opitý temný alkohol
Shit gettin 'eerie ako som hodil na thriller
Bitch, som tvrdý Hitter, Rolex Hodiny a vrahovia
Podržanie objednávky, modlím sa, že Boh prináša
Mal som run-iny s suge, niggas by bol triasol
Vo výškach hovädzieho mäsa začali Smrť ROW EAST
Sakra, dokonca som videl svoje odpaly na niektorých mojich gs
Notorický štítok, príbeh bol vyrobený v uliciach
[Zasahovať]
Teraz je to reálne filmy
Odpočinok v pokoji, zle
[Verš 1]
Hovorme o tom
Sme najchytrejší, nie najhlasnejší, prišiel o projektové domy
Kde sa uchýlia k násiliu
Hennessy fľaše na obrubníku, lil 'niggas tryna slúžiť
Hovorme o tom
Späť, keď Jungle povedala Pac, "je to na" čoskoro, keď ideme von
Picket Signs, Outlawz mimo hudobnej sály
Banda ghetto superstars naozaj dole, aby ste to stratili všetko
Obe strany boli Thuggin '
Ale keď ste v mojom meste, viete, ako sme comin '
Zvieratá v teréne a väčšina 'em clutchin'
Keď to robíte, toto robíte, ktoré prichádzajú s dôsledkami, vzhľad
[Chorus]
Vysoká životnosť, opitý temný alkohol
Shit gettin 'eerie ako som hodil na thriller
Bitch, som tvrdý Hitter, Rolex Hodiny a vrahovia
Podržanie objednávky, modlím sa, že Boh prináša
Mal som run-iny s suge, niggas by bol triasol
Vo výškach hovädzieho mäsa začali Smrť ROW EAST
Sakra, dokonca som videl svoje odpaly na niektorých mojich gs
Notorický štítok, príbeh bol vyrobený v uliciach
[Zasahovať]
História Lekcia
Udržujte ho na záznam
[Verš 2]
Hovorme o tom
Príčina, keď máte príbeh skutočný ako môj, nemôžete nechať nothin 'von
Vezmeme vás späť do '96, Diamonds a Mac 10's
Lookin 'cez čerstvé objektív
Všetko, čo teraz viem, želám, aby som potom vedel
Ako to bolo len toľko času
Pred Makaveli Don Left
Rezervovaný let, lietanie na západ
Boli sme tryna squash celé hovno vo vegas
Žiadne médiá na jedenie a uniknú v papieroch
Eric B, Big D a 'Preme bol pridružený
Mier e.d.i., Napoleon a všetky inovátory
Mali sme rešpekt skôr, ako sme boli ešte nejaké zabávačov
Pozri sa, že bol nebezpečnou hrozbou
M.O.P. Takmer otočil polovicu New Yorku Red
Bratia som vyrastal s hodil, že sú
Niektorí ich dokonca mali demonštračné reťazce vĺzali z krku
Je tu povesť, že sa šíri, že by som rád adresoval
Pac nebol nikdy nastavený na stretch (nechajte ho odpočívať)
Vstúpil som na neho v Bryant Parku, aby sme mohli hovoriť priamo
Nerešpektoval, že sme sa naplánovali na opätovné pripojenie
[Zasahovať]
Letel som do Vegas, aby som nasnímal video "Street Dreams" a odkazom s 2pac. Snažil sa squash East Coast / West Coast hovädzie mäso. Nehovorili sme, ale v nemocnici bol stále nažive. A ten deň pršalo vo Vegas. Odpočinok v moci
[OUTRO: ED LOVER]
Chill Out, Chill Out, Yo. Toto je moje Nigga NAS a obaja sme dostali jednu vec. Obaja reprezentujú Queens na plný, Aight? Tento brat bol dosť dobrý, aby zastavil jeho show. A chcem tu všetci, všetci sa postavia na nohách. Prvý a predovšetkým, prosím. V 7:03 pm New York Time; 4:03 PM Vegas Time 2pac Shakur zomrel, y'all. Dajte mi chvíľku ticha