Intro by 2Pac
BANG
DIE, DIE, DIE SLOW
BANG
DIE, DIE, DIE SLOW
BANG (Uhm)
DIE, DIE SLOW
BANG (we're gonna kill all of you motherf*ckers)
DIE SLOW
(Throw your hands up, DEATHROW WESTSIDE)
(When we ride, our enemies die)
DIE, DIE SLOW
(I See them, they run)
Verse 1 by 2Pac
I came to a fear of catchin' cases
Litigation. n*ggas playa hatin'. got me crooked in all fifty states
I'm screamin DEATH ROW. throwin' westside. ain't no thing
We was raised off driveby's. brought up to bang
We claim mob. MOB. if you be specific
We control. ALL cash from the Atlantic, Pacific
And get this. I'm hard to kill
While I build with this live spot
Father. how the hell did I SURVIVE. these five shots?!
With each breath, death before dishonor
Never let you swallow me, no apologies. your honor
A general in war, I'm the first to bomb
With a squad of trusted killers quick to move sh*t. heavily armed
I'm similar to Saddam sometimes I question "who's sane"
Like fiends frantic for that last vein, stuck in the game!
I hit the scene like sandstorm
Then transform. WATCH ME!
I take the figue of thirty n*ggas who all got me
Hook by 2Pac
US, THE FIRST TO BUST, WHO DO WE TRUST? OUT FOR MOBB DEEP AND JAY Z, DEAD IN
THE DUST
I TOLD YOU PUNKS THAT I WAS AFTER BIGGIE YOU GOT INVOLVED, NOW WE BOUT TO
BUST ON ALL Y'ALL, GOIN' ALL OUT
US, THE FIRST TO BUST, WHO DO WE TRUST? OUT FOR MOBB DEEP AND JAY Z, DEAD IN
THE DUST
I TOLD YOU PUNKS THAT I WAS AFTER BIGGIE, YOU GOT INVOLVED, NOW WE BOUT TO
BUST ON ALL Y'ALL, GOIN' ALL OUT
Verse 2 by 2Pac
Outro by 2Pac