[2Pac] They got me mobbin' like I'm Loc'ed and ready to get my slug on I load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on I ain't scared to blast on these suckas If they test me trust I got my glock cocked ready if they press me Bust some motherfuckers with a passion Better duck 'cause I ain't lookin' when I'm blasting I'm a nut and drinkin' Hennessey And gettin' high on tha lookout for my enemies Don't wanna die, tell me why? 'Cause this stress is gettin' major A buck fist across my face with my razor What can I do but be a thug until I'm dead and gone? Keep my brain on tha game and stay head strong These sorry bastards want to kill me in my sleep But will they? Can I see and everyday it just a struggle Steady thuggin' in the streets and I'll be ballin' loc Don't let 'em make you worry Keep swingin' at these suckas till you buried I was born to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta With a motha on drugs I'm kickin' dust up, ready ta bust I'm on the scene steady muggin' mean Until they kill me