All Out

We goin' all out (aight) we goin' all out (aight) We goin' all out (aight) Watch your motherfuckin' mouth, niggas (That's right, fuck these fag niggas) Do it, do it, do it Come hell or high water, down to slaughter opposers Just another lost soul, stuck, callin' Jehovah Outlaw 'til it's over, brandish my strap, back like a cobra I stay drunk, 'cause I'm a mad man whenever sober On a one-man mission, my ambition's to hold up The rap game, while I pluck holes in niggas, like donuts And still down to die for all my soldiers, like hillbillies They don't fear me, so we feud, bringin' war to the city 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 shit 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 sandstorms, then transform, watch me I take the figure of thirty niggas who all got me While bitches wonderin' who shot me No love, keep a grudge, shootin' slugs like Muammar Gaddafi Murder my friends, build a new posse We takin' shots at paparazzi, go and fly now, nigga, like Rocky You got a lot of nerve to play me Another gay rapper, bustin' caps at Jay-Z And still avoid capture While y'all caught up in the rapture, still after me I'm in Jamaica, sippin' daiquiris, no doubt We used to havin' nothin' Then grabbin' somethin' and bustin' Wanted to be the thug nigga that my old man wasn't I can't tour, fear of catchin' cases, litigation Niggas playa-hatin', got me crooked in all fifty states I'm screamin', "Death Row" Throwin' Westside, ain't no thang We was raised off drive-bys, brought up to bang We claim mob, M.O.B., if you be specific We control all cash from Atlantic-Pacific And get this, I'm hard to kill when I peel with this live spot Father, how the hell did I survive these five shots? Live it up or give it up, and like demons Late night, hear them screamin', "We goin' all out" We goin' all out, bomb first 'til they fall out Take them the war route, without a doubt Ball, which means we all ride if it's on (on) Each nigga handle your own, bring it on strong If you got bills to pay, nigga, go all out Bustas playin' with your papes, better go all out Tryna see the next day, nigga, go all out Obstacles in your way, you better go all out I'm on my last leg, walkin' through the belly of the beast Feelin' like I'm all out, drunk as can be It's plain to see, that we mob niggas hidin' in bushes Claimin' that they ride rough, but they softer than cushion They softer than bitches in the worst way, drownin' in blood Outlawz, my blood brothers, I'd die for these thugs Say hi to this slug It's a shame how some niggas on the West Coast was ridin' with 'Pac But when he died, they went pop I'm out in Jers, to the fullest, like some West Coast love But after 'Pac stopped rappin', it ain't no West Coast thug Just West Coast love To my real niggas stuck in the street game 'Cause rappers like Jay-Z be pumpin' Kool-Aid through they veins Is it true what I'm sayin'? Slap your soft ass to the floor And watch my .44 put peek holes through your door I ride or die, but these other fag niggas be bitin' this (yeah) It's all from my heart when I was writin' this all out (yeah) We go all out, bomb first 'til they fall out Take them the war route, without a doubt Ball, which means we all ride if it's on (on) Each nigga handle your own, bring it on strong If you got bills to pay, nigga, go all out Bustas playin' with your papes, better go all out Tryna see the next day, nigga, go all out Obstacles in your way, you better go all out Now, we all ride, and down to die who with us? Speak up, or get treated like you comin' to kill us Ain't nothin' but squealers In this rap game, swearin' they rough Tattooed up, and now them niggas swearin' they Pac Stop that, and watch your back, we ain't forgot 'bout ya These Glocks hot, and when shot, it'll bring the bitch up out ya It's me, Kastro with the goatee Walkin' like a OG, 'cause all these fag motherfuckers owe me I pray to thug lords, like them motherfuckers holy Frontline soldier, 'til the Heavens call me I go all out, and if you real, you real Feel what I'm talkin' 'bout, 'cause this game is ill I live it, forbidden fruit, shoot, 'til they feel it Livin' proof, Pac breed niggas they can't deal with Holla back, right back, and watch your mouth (haha) Or get blood in it, what? We goin' all out, nigga (woo, uh) We goin' all out, bomb first 'til they fall out Take them the war route, without a doubt Ball, which means we all ride if it's on (on) Each nigga handle your own, bring it on strong If you got bills to pay, better go all out Bustas playin' with your papes, better go all out Tryna see the next day, you better go all out Obstacles in your way, you better go all out We goin' all out, bomb first 'til they fall out Take them the war route, without a doubt Ball, which means we all ride if it's on (on) Each nigga handle your own, bring it on strong If you got bills to pay, nigga, go all out Bustas playin' with your papes, better go all out Tryna see the next day, nigga, go all out Obstacles in your way, you better go all out Fool, you better go all out Keep goin' all out All my niggas goin' all out Without a motherfuckin' doubt Ayy, you niggas just gon' think you gon' be, uh (all out) Talkin' slick on all of these motherfuckin' records And we ain't gon' say shit (all out) Now it's 1999, it's a different grind Don't disrespect the Don It's still war, motherfuckers So let's see you act like you know --- All Out - 2Pac and Outlawz