Living like there's no tomorrow, I got homies willing to follow me
Into an early grave, god sent his prodigy
To teach game, sippin yak to spit flames
Ain't shit changed, n*ggas in pelts still acting b*tch-made
(heh) must be a bad year, puff
Tupac coming back and now you're running from the cops
And there’s no way out, n*gga
Take the last train to paris, get off the grid or get forever laid out, n*gga
Shit, you been a bad boy for real
But your mouth is trained so the pen won't be an ordeal
I been stomping on your skinny ass since '94
And I'mma continue to put it down 'til your motherf*ckin' eyes close
This ain’t hate, I just play with my prey
I’m a panther, give you hope to escape then I slay
You better pray for forgiveness
'cause my soldiers be willing to throw the killing blow, scratch you off that hitlist

Now let me show you how I take your shit…
Flip your shit…
And the whole motherf*ckin' world can get with it…

Diddy turn around, drop that soap and let the og's go
Bam bam bam
Whenever you feel like givin' up
Remember we out here livin' it up
Diddy turn around, drop that soap and let the og's go
Bam bam bam
Whenever you feel like givin' up
Remember we out here livin' it up

I move mountains, let it be known n*gga it was prophesied
That I’d be coming back, put you to sleep now rock-a-bye
Baby, I’m thugged out, got a bullet for sean’s mouth
Don’t turn yourself in, puffy, wait until suge's out
You better take care of your kids, or somebody else might
Don't take it as a threat, I heard it through the grapevine
Yous a clown diddy, all up in big's vids
They love my n*gga frank but keep wonderin' who that b*tch is
Next to him, I took a long siesta n*gga like I'm mexican
But now I'm back for the fiesta n*gga
They don’t call you brother love for nothin'
They call you brother love for suckin' and touchin'
Ain't seen a bigger b*tch yet, n*gga can't do his own dirt
You got rich being a snake, you ain't no man of your word
So I'mma let my lil homie ride on your b*tch ass
You can't live with the past, it's gonna get ya

Only one life to lead, a fast life of greed
Your maker's gonna count your sins when it’s time to meet
Cash and hot cars, sex with popstars
But this n*gga’s still shivering when we drop bars
We do this thug life shit rugged and raw
Roll up in a benz, we commence to bust in the door
And you'll be gone in a matter of minutes
After we finish we’ll dip but never stop to batter your image, we outlawz