Heartz Of Men

Track by2Pac

  • 1996.03.25
  • 4:43


Hey Suge, what I tell you, nigga When I come out of jail, what was I gonna do? I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas' chest, right Watch this Hey Quik, let me get them binoculars, nigga, the binoculars Hahahaha, yeah nigga, time to ride Grab your bulletproof vest nigga Cause it's gonna be a long one Now me and Quik finna show you niggas what it's like on this side - the real side Now, on this ride there's gonna be some real motherfuckers And there's gonna be some pussies Now the real niggas gonna be the ones with money and bitches The pussies are gonna be the niggas on the floor bleedin' Now everybody keep your eyes on the prize cause the ride get tricky See, you got some niggas on your side that say they're your friends, but in real life they your enemies And then you got some motherfuckers that say they your enemies But in real life they eyes is on your money See, the enemies will say they true But in real life those niggas will be the snitches It's a dirty game, y'all Y'all gotta be careful about who you fuck with and who you don't fuck with Cause the shit get wild, y'all Keep your mind on your riches, baby Keep your mind on your riches 9-1-1! It's an emergency, cowards tried to murder me From hood to the 'burbs, everyone of you niggas heard of me Shit, I'm legendary niggas scary and paralyzed Nothing 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 them shiver When I deliver Criminal lyrics From a world wide mob figure Thug niggas from everywhere Mr. Makaveli Niggas is waiting for some thug shit, thats what they tell me So many rumors but I'm infinite Immortal Outlaw Switching 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 Untill the moment that they let me breathe again The heartz of men The hearts of men My lyrical verse was so much pain, to some niggas it hurts My guns bust and, 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 5-0, get your lights on, the fight's on Tonight's gonna be a fucking fight So we might roll My own homies say I'm heartless But I'm a G to this til the day I'm gone, that's regardless Ride by, niggas bow down Thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well, nigga's out now Throw up your hands if you thugged out First nigga act up First nigga getting drugged out I can be a villian if ya let me But motherfucker if ya 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 mutherfuckin' friends, nigga Look inside the hearts of men In the hearts of men To all my niggas engaged in making money in the fifty states Keep your mind on your chips and fuck a punk bitch No longer living in fear, my pistol close in hand Convinced this is my year, like I'm the chosen man Give me my money and label me as a don If niggas is having problems Smoke 'em, fire and bomb I died and came back I hustle with these lyrics as if it's a game of crack Thugging is in my spirit I'm lost and not knowing Scar'd up, but still flowing Energized and still going Uhh, can it be fate That makes a sick motherfucker break On these jealous ass coward cause they evil and fake What will it take? Give me that bass line, I'm feeling 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