[Somebody talking]
Yo, Red Spider...
Is that 50 Cent and Pac ready?
Lemme know, holla

[2pac]
It's gonna be some stuff you gonna see
That's gonna make it hard to smile in the future

[50 Cent]
Yea nigga...ha ha
LetÂ’s go nigga, this is what it is
Tupac cut his head bald, then you want to cut your head bald
Tupac wear a bandana, you wanna wear a bandanna (what do we have here now)
Tupac put a cross on his back; you wanna put crosses on your back
Nigga, you ainÂ’t Tupac

[2pac]
Is it money and women, funny beginning's tragic ending's
I can make a million and still not get enough of spending
And since my life is based on sinning, I'm hell bound
Rather be buried that be worried, living held down
My game plan took a dream and
Military mind of a thug lord sitting in a cemetery crying
I've been lost since my adolescent calling for Jesus
Balling as a gangster wondering if you see this
Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes
Living in jail, this is hell enemyÂ’s die
Wonder when we all pass, is anybody listening?
Got my hands on my semi shotty, everybody's snitching
Please god can you understand me, bless my family
Guide us all before we fall into insanity
I'm making a point to make my beating bumping raw life
Drop some shit to make these stupid bi*ches jaw tight

[Chorus] [50 Cent]
Till Makaveli return it's all eyes on me- on me (what do we have here now)
And you can hate it or love it, but thatÂ’s what it's gonna be - gonna be
Shoulda listened, I told you not to f*ck wit me- wit me (what do we have here now)
Now can you take the pressure, that's what we gonna see - gonna see

[50 Cent]
This is a cry for mercy, I promise
My success would be the death of you
Low and behold, you sold your soul, there's nothing left of you
Look in the mirror; ask yourself, who are you
If you donÂ’t know who you are, how could your dreams come true
Motherf*cker, I sat back and watched you, you pretended to be Pac
You pretended to be hot, but you not, now (nowww)
I see it so clear, you cant take the pressure, you pussy
I warned you not to push me
You see me and chills run up your spine
God made menace in war, but your heart ainÂ’t like mine
And plus, they look at me like I'm a menace
I was playing wit guns, while your momma had you and your friends playing tennis
I'm a nightmare, you see me in your dreams
Wake up and turn on your t.v. and see my a*s again
You cowardly hearted; you couldn't make it on your own
Fuck the source, I'm on the cover of rolling stones

[Chorus] x2