[Tupac - speaking]
The only way, for me to come back, is by Makaveli
That´s it! All these motherfuckers stole from me
I´m takin back what´s mine

[slowed down voice]
[laughing] You motherfuckers can´t stop me
Even if I die, I´m gon´ be a fuckin problem
Do you believe in ghosts, motherfucker?
Real live black... ghosts
Feel me?

[Verse One: 2Pac]
Some say I´m crazy, these punk-ass cops can´t fade me
Mama tried to raise me, but had too many babies
Papa was a motherfuckin, joke
Used to find dope in his coat
And nearly choked when he´d tell me not to smoke
Daaamn, don´t get me started
My mama smoked so God damn much
when she was pregnant I´m surprised I ain´t retarded
At night I can´t sleep, can´t peep
As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep
Starin at the wall, heard a scream
Wake up in the mornin
See the blood in the hall from the murder scene
Don´t cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto nigga´s lullabye
On the corner, where the niggaz slang they crack
And the undercovers jack those that don´t watch they back
(Five-OH!) I daydream about the dope world
Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl
My mausberg goes BOOM, what´s another plug
Snatchin drugs, pumpin slugs in these other thugs
(GIVE IT UP NIGGA) Don´t run out of breath
Every step could be death ´til you blast
And be the last nigga left, then I´ll be ghost

[Chorus: 2Pac]
Don´t cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto nigga´s lullabye
Don´t cry, just ask why, and try not to die
As I take you through a ghetto nigga´s lullabye

[Verse Two: 2Pac]
A seven-deuce full of niggaz goes by
Thought I was trippin the second time they rolled, by
Recognized the plates, the faces looked familiar
Everybody swear they know the nigga that´s gonna, kill ya
Don´t murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep
Let me die as I rest in peace, deep
Back to these niggaz in the seven-deuce
A mac-10 out the window bout to let it loose, what could I do?
Run for cover and return fire
DIE MOTHERFUCKIN DIE, hope yo´ ass fry, don´t ask why
But I let off everything I have
An empty clip, hit the ground as a nigga dash
On my ass was the motherfuckin cops now
Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down
BOO-YAOW is the sound, bullet whizzed by
Still runnin like a nigga got nine lives
Don´t know why but I´m runnin to my fuckin block
Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggaz and the cops
Time to be a ghost
(HEY MAN, COME THE FUCK ON!)
And then we´ll be ghost

[Chorus]

[Tupac - speaking]
FUCK THE POLICE NIGGA! [laughing]