2Pac & Outlawz – Secretz of War

Secretz of War is another melodious and hypnotizing hip hop and rap song created by a talented rapper, Tupac Shakur and Outlawz.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 03 on his top charting album project called “Still I Rise” was officially released on 21 December 1999.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

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LYRICS

[E.D.I. Amin:]

You either ride wit’ us or collide wit’ us

It’s as simple as that for me and my niggas

You either ride wit’ us or collide wit’ us

It’s as simple as that for me and my niggas

[E.D.I. Amin:]

War time, war time, it’s either yours or mine

Outlawz be on the grind and a mission to shine

And ride on ’em, leave ’em stuck and fucked from the gate

Set it straight, regulate, with a bomb I’m about to detonate

Boom! Hesitate? Aww, now you know what

Ya’ll niggas were here to go if you know it was good for ya

Bunch of toy soldiers all dressed in fatigue

But I’m E.D.I. Amin on a mission to make ’em bleed

Nigga what? Nigga who? It was cool? And at you?

What the fuck is you gonna do? Barbecue and boo-hoo

Ride or die, get money, all at the same time

Split the pie with the homie, ball at the same time

Any nigga slippin’, fall at the same time

We all links in the chain, tryin’ to gain, do time

We all see the sunshine, but when you could do yours

We’ll bring these motherfuckers war

[E.D.I. Amin:]

You either ride wit’ us or collide wit’ us

It’s as simple as that for me and my niggas

[2Pac:]

As I approach the scene

From smokin’ green got my eyes closed

Niggas so cold on my foes, I make ’em die froze

Watch me make ’em bleed, makin’ G’s, Lord, help me with it

Got me paintin’ pictures of a meal ticket, help me get it

See me and pray for options, but the pressures nonstop

Niggas get the pistol poppin’ and watch his body drop

I’m a lethal threat, watch me hit your set, flash on

Blast on them bitch-made niggas with my mask on

Do it for profit, plus I’m lookin’ for punks to bust on

If you ain’t screamin’ “Westside!” you can get the fuck on

I’m seein’ demons, hittin’ weed, got me hearin’ screamin’

Scared to go to sleep, watch the scene like a dope fiend

Probably be punished for it, though you can’t ignore it

I live the life of a thug nigga, and die for it

Niggas pass the clip and watch me bring ’em to the floor

Got some shit that they ain’t ready for: I got the secrets of war

[E.D.I. Amin:]

You either ride wit’ us or collide wit’ us

See it’s as simple as that for me and my niggas

You either ride wit’ us or collide wit’ us

Look it’s as simple as that for me and my niggas

[Yaki Kadafi:]

We do this thug life shit, like 4, 5, 6, stick ’em

Down with no rounds left up in the pound when the sounds

Squeeze the lead off, I blow his motherfuckin’ head off

Signal all the other outlawz to get this shit set off

Yaki Kadafi, it ain’t a cop here to stop me

These streets is black hockey and raw, we get sloppy

Put a pamper on your silly ass prestyle grammar, locked in the slammer, while I’m laid cocked back like a hammer

Ya’ll newly weds that in honey moons, times ’bout up, y’all

That means I leave no trace found with you face, bounce stuck

Your pig scanners can’t come close touch or even hit me

Doin’ my dirt, puttin’ in work, you see shit, what you gon’ do?

[E.D.I. Amin:]

You either ride wit’ us or collide wit’ us

See it’s as simple as that for me and my niggas

You either ride wit’ us or collide wit’ us

Look it’s as simple as that for me and my niggas

[Young Noble:]

Check the murder rate percentage, niggas is finished

Get blood checks from clinics, this thug shit is in us

Flowin’ through my system, you a victim

Blunts, I twist ’em. Fuck the whole world, it’s us against them

You got some heat? Pull it out, cock the hammer if you with it

Don’t make no difference here with the 25-to-life sentence

We already doin’ life on the streets

Like Al G., niggas be heated when they walkin’ the beat

This shit is flaky, makin’ backs shaky, niggas hate me

Scared to face me, knowin’ that the Outlawz blaze me

Pull me up on game, put me up on a hustle

Once I suck my money muscle, all the G’s got devils

Movin’ shit like a dollar, beatin’ niggas like Rodney

Turn a killer like Kadafi, and a nuke stream to stop me

[E.D.I. Amin:]

You either ride wit’ us or collide wit’ us

See it’s as simple as that for me and my niggas

You either ride wit’ us or collide wit’ us

Look it’s as simple as that for me and my niggas

You either ride wit’ us or collide wit’ us

Man it’s as simple as that for me and my niggas

You either ride wit’ us or collide wit’ us

See it’s as simple as that for me and my niggas

[2Pac (E.D.I.):]

(Bring it on), and all you lil’ young ass soldiers

You play this shit back about 15 times (talk about it)

You’ll have enough game to roll up in a club or somethin’ (e’ry body tough)

Teach these bitches a lil’ somethin’

You know what I mean? Secrets of muthafuckin’ war…