Open Fire
2Pac
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"Alright now, here we go" Tell me, how many real motherf***ers feel me? I smoke a blunt And freak the funk until these jealous motherf***ers kill me I'm out the gutter, pick a hero I'm 165 and staying high til I die, my competition's zero 'Cause I could give a f*** about you, better duck Or I'll be forced to hit yo a** up I give a f*** I'm sick inside my mind, why you sweatin' me? It's gonna take an army full of crooked a** cops to come and get me N****s know I ain't the one to sleep on, I'm under pressure Gotta sleep with my piece, an extra clip beside my dresser Word to God I've been ready to die since I was born I don't want no s*** but n****s trip and yo it's on Open fire on my adversaries, don't even worry Better have on a vest aim for the chest and then you buried It's a man's world, n****s get played, another stray Hope I live to see another day, hey I'm getting sweated by these under covers, who can I trust? Got my mama stressin' thinkin' it's a drug bust Gotta get paid but all the drama that's attached We living a Drug Life, Thug Life, each day could be my last Will I blast when it's time to shoot? Don't even ask That's the consequences when ya livin', fast Six bricks of tricks, for my n****s, I gotta come up And recoup, you keep the dope just bring me six figures Is it a bust? I hear the sirens, run for cover Over the fence and open fire, "Alright now, here we go" These motherf***ers on my a** I'm in traffic, will it be tragic? I'm comin' round the corner like I'm Magic Doin' ninety on the freeway, and hittin' switches In a high speed chase with these punk b****es Don't turn around I ain't givin' up, cause they don't worry me P**** a** b****es better bury me Runnin' outta gas time to park it, I'm on foot We in the hood, how the f*** they gon' catch a crook? Haha I got away cause I'm clever Went to my neighbors for a favor now you know players stick together I watch the scene from the rooftop, spittin' loogies At the coppers that pursue me, biotch! I be a hustler til it's over, motherf***er Open fire on you busta's, "Alright now, here we go" Don't try to follow me, I'm headed outta state I gotta pay my f***in' bills, so I'm transportin' weight Change my plates, pick up my n****, and now we rollin' Droppin' keys like they stolen, hehe Tell me who do you fear? I'm outta town until the coast is clear Enough dope to last a year They got me running from the police, nowhere to go With the lights out, rollin' down a dirt road But I ain't goin' alive, I'd rather die than be a convict I'd rather fire on my target I hit the corner doing ninety, ah s***! Them b****es right behind me They take a shot and hit my f***in' tires Now, jump out the car then I open fire, sucka'! Ha ha ha, thug life!
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Written by: RONALD WILLIAMS, TUPAC SHAKUR
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