2Pac - Secretz Of War (Feat. Outlawz & Kurupt) (Unreleased) | Текст песни

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[Intro - Makaveli]

Secretz of War
Get your pen and pads out, you lil young ass muthafuckaz
Alright now, Fatal N Felony, you know what time it is
Kingpin Kurupt, with Pac
Put your hands on ya, hands ya
Get y'all niggaz up
Roll with the secretz now
Secretz of War
Put your hands on ya, hands on ya
Time to roll with the secretz now
Secretz of War
Put your hands on ya, hands on ya
Peep it
Check it

[Makaveli]

My melody is music as corrupt as a felony
Lethal weapon I'm bailin, so them niggaz hailin me, uh
Like Sun Tzu I'm Makaveli
The secretz of war, the art of combat, bustin will never fail me
Now rule one, (one) follow your enemies
And peep his weakness, catch his body asleep and make the game deeper
Rule two, (two) locate his crew and peep the things they do
Now get some infrared beams erase them niggaz too
Rule three, (three) lets fine a place where they rest they head
You jealous bastards make caskets off they comfy beds
Rule four, (four) now peep the secretz of war I got surveillance on motherfuckers beware of my .44
Rule five, (five) right before you bustaz die let you look inside my eyez, say your goodbyes
Rule six, (six) witness the death of a trick, he was a coward from day one, and die like a bitch (beitch)
Hahahahahaha

Bust if we must, plus, we handle business if you jealous niggaz fuck with us, you know what time it is
Secretz of War, we bust if we must, plus, we handle business if you jealous niggaz fuck with us
Put your hands on ya, hands on ya
Secretz of War

[Hussein Fatal]

I diffuse troops with interviews and they metabolism
Sure mad and I'm snappin on rappers actin they stacks is wit em
Expose you like spades, who the fuck out they heart
I pull your projects apart and find more ism then narcs
We play parks and side streets, keepin it 9 to 5 B
Last week plan is jump to 21 jump street
Poisonous led, spread ya legs on the rake
Or I'm gettin mine feel about 29 thats sittin on the ledge
This aint the place to creep, so dont be practicin
How to get my niggaz on the block, when you think we sleep
No I dont think ya know our styles, you aint got shit I wreck
Mechanic will have em empty like them 7th ave. projects
You half way crooks, ya guys are scared to step foot and look fast
On the strength they can get hit up quick or their shit took fast
I smile, and I'll commiting murder, money live
Pager 325, on some shit you never fuckin heard of

[Chorus]

Secretz of War
We bust if we must, plus, we handle business
If you jealous niggaz fuck with us
Secretz of War (y'all know what time it is)
We bust if we must, plus, we handle business
If you jealous niggaz fuck with us
Put your hands on ya, hands on ya

[Yaki Kadafi]

Now a days
With all these fast cash tendencies
Yo straight up, they got me lookin eye to eye with all my enemies
Spottin almost plottin, claimin to be a fuckin friend of me
Triple connections, Two Teks sittin shot gun up in the Lexus
Ready to release some ripples in a nigga mid-section
With bullets that's hollow, rules to follow
Crews get swallowed, down wit the clowns
Get drowned like deuce deuce bottles
We clique gettin major, clappin glasses, spittin razors
It's insane how I live, it's unexplained
Across the neighbours
Secretz of War

[Chorus]

Secretz of War
We bust if we must, plus, we handle business
If you jealous niggaz fuck with us
Secretz of War (y'all know what time it is)
We bust if we must, plus, we handle business
If you jealous niggaz fuck with us
Hands on ya, hands on ya

[Kurupt]

I've seen it over and over no win situations
The end, the end of gladiations so now they facin (uh)
They faced with metaphoric phrases hysteria (uh huh)
Engages the death toll to spread like malaria
What I can cock and stop thoughts from circulating through ya head


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