[2Pac] How should i plead, forever thuggin' on a quest to get G's Runnin' from enemies ever since the day's of a seed, I'm under pressure I'm under pressure the stress will have me drinkin' thinkin niggas after me Much too paranoid to blink Wonder why the police don't wanna see me stackin' G's They after a playa but I won't let em' capture me I gotta thank the lord for the weed and the nicotine I can't sleep close my eyes I see wicked things I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger Rollin down the 4-0-5, beware of stangers Hand on my 4-5 that's what the fame does I'm probably wrong but I'll never know it till I'm gone From out the ghetto where the jealous motherfuckers roam Pass the weed let that Hennessey get to me Before the penitentiary Let's get it on!!
[Hook: repeat 2X] Untouchables at your door (Let's get it on) All you wack rappers hit the floor
[Notourious B.I.G] I'm hard, Jehovah said I'm barred from the pearly gates Fuck him, I didn't want to go to Heaven anyway But my momma got me on my knees with my hands gripped Talking 'bout some praise the lord shit Hail Mary, fuck her, I never knew her I'd probably screw her, and dump her body in the sewer Our Father – My pops stuck up dope spots Big black and mean with the fifth by the gabardine What you expected from his next of kin? I'm loco bro, but ain't no Mexican I got nines in the bedroom, Glocks in the kitchen A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin The lesson from the Smith and Wessun is depressin Niggas keep stressin, the same motherfuckin question How many shots does it take, to make my heart stop And my body start to shake?
[Hook: repeat 2X] Untouchables at your door (Let's get it on) All you wack rappers hit the floor
[2Pac] Our our brothers and sisters, our youths, and some of our adults Their ear is PINNED to rap music right now And if you really wanna get our message out And really wanna start teachin', we need to start doin' that We we really need to start usin', our methods, y'knowhatI'msayin'? The Last Poets did it with poetry And uhh, and and.. even in our history From a ancient Afl- African civilization Poets went from village to village And that's how, stories and messages and lessons were taught Y'knowhatI'mssayin', and so like you say, history repeats itself And so.. it it was, it was.. at it was, y'know' obvious It was, pick it up, y'know'? Bein the race that we are, bein the strong race that we are We picked it up, we picked up those positive, those positive vibes And we started rappin' and so I think it is, it's a very good medium too