2Pac Secrets Of War Lyrics

Verse 1 [Hussein Fatal]

Let go my enemies, my heart beat, pump with the heat
so I bust instead of waiting for you punks to squeeze
see you all on my 3 pound rounds, since you conform
bit the fact that Outlawz just kick down these doors
b____ n____s be fouling out, hacking me with the wack rhymes
grabing ya .9, shooting scared, tryin' to take mine
I'm putting pressure on you n____s when I'm mobb
deep bringing the heat to you dirty a__ squad
you can robb, point blank range, peek game
from the pleasure, taminated criminal Hussein
b____ n____ I try to project steps with the Tek
murder next, and robb any n____ any set
Hussein, the type of m____fucka dying with trey pounds
ghetto type be drown, hollow points from the waist down

[Chorus]

We go to war bust if we must, plus
handle our business if them jealous n____z f___ with us
We go to war bust if we must, plus
handle our business when them jealous n____z f___ with us

Verse 2 [2Pac]

Now, as I approach the scene, from smoking green, got my eyes close
n____s I call 'em my foes, I make 'em die froze
watch me make 'em bleed, makin' G's, Lord help me with it
got me fakin' b____es of a meal ticket, help me get it
see me in and pray for options, when the precious love stop
n____s get to pistol poppin', then watch the body drop
I'm a lethal weapon, watch me hit yo set, flash on
blast on them b____ made n____s with my mask on
do it for profit, plus I'm, lookin' for punks to bust on
if you ain't screamin' WestSide, n____ get the f___ on
I'm seeing demons hittin' weed, got me hearing screams
scared to go to sleep, I bust the scene like a dope feen
probably be punished for it, although you can't ignore it
I live the life of a thug n____, and die for it
n____s past the clip and watch me bring 'em to the floor
I got some s___ that they ain't ready for, I got the secrets to war

Chorus

Verse 3 [Young Noble]

Check the middle, represented, n____s is finished
gettin' blood checks from cliniks, this thug s___ is hence
blowing through my system, you a victim, plus I twicked 'em
f___ the whole world, it's us against them
you got the heat?, pull it out, and c___ the hand if you with it
don't make no different since, with the 25 to Life sentence
we already doing life on the street, like Al G
n____s be heated when they walking the beat
this s___ flasy, makin' bad shakey n____s hazy, scared to face me
knowing that the Outlawz be crazy
put me up on game, put me up on a hustle
once I flex my money musle, all the cheese gotta go
movin' s___ like a dalie, beatin' n____s like Rodney
turn a killer like Kadafi if the new street is sobby

Chorus: til fade