They ain't ready for this
LT Hutton, T.I.
Ashanti, it's that new 'Pac y'all
Let's get it, let's go
Pac's life
Everybody talking 'bout Pac's life (Everybody need to chill)
(Tu Pac was king) What do you know about Pac's life?
(Only real **** stay on top) Everybody talking 'bout Pac's life (Oh yeah)
Started with five shots, **** plotting to kill him
Never figured that, that same **** sell five million
Hit the charts like a mad man nothing but hits
Court cases got a **** facing multiple digits
Dodging cop cars look how we come so far
Picture a high school drop out rolling a double R
House full of happiness
Weed and drank, way out so when trouble try to find me, can't
Never visioned living longer than my twenty first
Thought I'd be locked down, cracked out or in the dirt
And though it hurts to see the change, it comes with the fame
Watch for gossip in the silly games
To all the motherfuckers speaking down on me this is the night
Why's everybody caught up in Pac's life?
To all y'all **** conversating on my life
Mind your motherfuckin' business
Pac's life
Everybody needs to chill (Everybody talk 'bout Pac's life)
What do you know about Pac's life?
Only real **** stay on top (Everybody talk 'bout Pac's life)
I remember that
What's happening Pac, yeah, I know we never got to meet
But we know all the same people so we got to speak
You taught me first, fate **** can't stop a G
And all the shit you went through meant a lot to me
Yeah watchin' you locked up with him was shame to see
You know, the crack came and did the same thing to me
I get along with real ****, it's the lane to be
Talking loud out of tryna bang with me
And so I pull it out my pocket let it rain you see
Now they all in the courtroom blaming me
See we ain't live the same life, but represent the same struggle
Power to the real ****, death to the suckers
Money over bitch, get to know 'em for you love 'em
Death before dishonor never talk to undercovers
Live by the same rules so I minus the tattoos
With the same sort of dude, with the same short fuse
Pac's life
Everybody needs to chill (Everybody talk 'bout Pac's life)
What do you know about Pac's life?
Only real **** stay on top (Everybody talk 'bout Pac's life)
I want money in large amounts, my garage full of cars that bounce
Moving my tapes in major weight 'cause every dollar counts
Busters is jealous and half these **** is punks
They running off at the mouth till I fill it up with my fist
They jump my automatic keep 'em weary while you fronting
Like you Billy Bad ass **** you scary I been knowing you for years
We was high school peers in Junior High
I was itching to kill and you was, ready to die
While you bullshitin' **** was dying and catching cases
Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places
Leaving no trace, they see my face and they buried
Bitches die in a hurry still I ride, I'm never worried
Mr. Machiavelli tell me to ride and I'ma ride
Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die
It's not the way I wanna live my **** inside it's how it is
Only real **** stay on top
Word up
Pac's life
Everybody needs to chill (Everybody talk 'bout Pac's life)
Why ya'll **** all up in my shit?
What do you know about Pac's life?
Tell 'em motherfuckers
Everybody talking 'bout Pac's life
Fuck all ya'll

Writer(s): 2Pac, Lenton Hutton, Clifford Harris, Ashanti Douglas, Johnny Jackson, Ricardo Brown, Delmar Arnaud, Mutah Beale, Malcolm Greenidge, Rufus Cooper & Katari Cox.