2Pac – This Life I Lead ft Outlawz

Award winning American rap sensation, Tupac Shakur join efforts with Outlawz to create this amazing song titled “This Life I Lead”.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 23 on his top charting album project called “Better Dayz” was officially released on 26 November 2002.

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LYRICS

[2Pac:]

In this motherfucking life I lead, shit

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

And crooked cops

We still ride though

What side? Westside

 

[2Pac:]

I want money in large amounts

My garage full of cars that bounce

Movin’ my tapes in major ways, ‘cause every dollar counts

Busters is jealous and half these niggas is punks

They runnin’ off at the mouth ’til I fill it up with my pump

They jump, my automatic keep ’em wary

Why you frontin’ like you Billy Badass? Nigga, you scary

I’ve been knowin’ you for years

We was high school peers, in junior high

I was itchin’ to kill, and you was ready to die

While you bullshittin’, niggas was dyin’ and catchin’ cases

Bustin’ my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places

Leavin’ no trace, they see my face and they buried

Them bitches die in a hurry, still I ride, I’m never worried

Mr. Makaveli 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 nigga, it’s how it is

Homie got into a fight last night that killed his kids

 

[2Pac:]

In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get high off weed

Collect G’s, make my enemies bleed

When you see me, nigga, holla my set!

And watch ’em ride, Outlaw motherfuckers ’til we die

In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get high off weed

Collect G’s, make my enemies bleed

When you see me, nigga, holla my set!

And watch ’em ride, Outlaw motherfuckers

‘Til we die, in this life I lead

 

[Young Noble:]

I ain’t a killer but don’t push me, dawg

For the family I’ll send that ass straight to God

In this life I lead, I seen the most of my 23 years

When vision is blurry, the money is clear

Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin

And when Nob’ on the road, I’m extremely cautious

It happen that fast, split second you gone

At the top of my tombstone put “Nob’ was raw”

Outlaw ’til I’m under the floor, for Kadafi the Prince

I stack dough like I clocked all the bricks

With a watch on my wrist, dawg, I know the time these days

We Outlawz, we gon’ die this way nigga (nigga)

We already in the history books, ‘Pac made sure of that

Whatever you took, we takin’ it back

You know it’s all for the foundation

Outlawz, we still buildin’ the Thug Nation; holla at ya homie!

 

[2Pac:]

In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get high off weed

Collect G’s, make my enemies bleed

When you see me, nigga, holla my set!

And watch ’em ride, Outlaw motherfuckers ’til we die

In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get high off weed

Collect G’s, make my enemies bleed

When you see me, nigga, holla my set!

And watch ’em ride, Outlaw motherfuckers

‘Til we die, in this life I lead

 

[Napoleon:]

It ain’t nothin’ but in-between nuts, oxygen is gettin’ hot

Got a problem, old fag-ass nigga, kick rocks

*Bin Laden* on the phone and that nigga talkin’ crazy

I don’t know who to blame, him or *Bush* for killin’ babies

I’m a New Jerz’ Devil, the street, creative rebel

Only got one shot to produce on every level

This is bags I must, go the max I must

Nigga, I came from not much, so money I clutch

Uh-uh, Napoleon the strength of the strong-arm

When they think they was in the right

I prove they movin’ wrong

I’m a hardcore product of the ghetto

Been blessed fo’ sho’ to eat from out the ghetto

I maneuver, in the right lane, quick to push back brains

Switchin’ to the left lane, I’m playin’ my hands

And I’m plottin’ on the fortune, it’s gettin’ hot and scorchin’

I’m diggin’ like a scorpion that torture they enemies

 

[2Pac:]

In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get high off weed

Collect G’s, make my enemies bleed

When you see me, nigga, holla my set!

And watch ’em ride, Outlaw motherfuckers ’til we die

In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get high off weed

Collect G’s, make my enemies bleed

When you see me, nigga, holla my set!

And watch ’em ride, Outlaw motherfuckers

‘Til we die, in this life I lead

 

[Kastro:]

Now with this Outlaw lifestyle that I been introduced to

Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer

Steady seducin’ us and now I’m all for it

This the life for me and the law can’t spoil it

So you can call it what the fuck you want

But I’m a ballin’ alcoholic with a sawed-off pump

My momma ain’t raised no punk; and neither did ‘Pac

So when it jump off, I breathe for Yak’

Been puttin’ in work, so I walk with a bop

And it ain’t safe at home, so I sleep with a Glock (no mistakes)

Thug livin’, uh, what the fuck’d be better?

I do my dirt with the family so we dyin’ together

 

[E.D.I.:]

We on a mission for mo’, gangsta shit on you hoes

We ain’t fuckin’ with you most

Just crooks and niggas about they flow

Tryin’ to live Godzilla

E.D.I. went from a Bad Boy to an anybody killer

Look out, wanted man, guns in hand, stand firm

Nuts and my pride, now let’s burn

Bound to the fam going down swingin’

Holding my ground, now we the last ones breathin’

Won’t stop until we even deep in the trenches

So many killings it’s senseless

So in this life I lead, I stay protected

By God, my squad, and this thing in my palm

Now all my hustlin’ motherfuckers, get your money, sing along

 

[2Pac:]

In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get high off weed

Collect G’s, make my enemies bleed

When you see me, nigga, holla my set!

And watch ’em ride, Outlaw motherfuckers ’til we die

In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get high off weed

Collect G’s, make my enemies bleed

When you see me, nigga, holla my set!

And watch ’em ride, Outlaw motherfuckers

‘Til we die, in this life I lead

 

[2Pac:]

This motherfuckin’ life I lead, nigga

You know what time it is

Westside, Death Row

(Dogg Pound) e’rybody killer

Bad Boy killer, So So Def killer

Thug Life, Death Row

E’rybody killer; fuck all y’all niggas!

If it ain’t Westside, nigga, it ain’t poppin’

That’s on my mama