2Pac & O.F.T.B. & Big Syke
O.F.T.B. & Snoop Dogg & Kurupt
O.F.T.B. & Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes & Tangi Forman & Yaki Kadafi & Kurupt & 2Pac
O.F.T.B. & Outlawz & Kurupt
O.F.T.B. & MC Hammer
A tribute to 2Pac, written shortly after he passed away in Vegas.
According to Flipside, it was originally supposed to be released on the radio, but it never made it to where it was supposed to because “someone in the studio got a hold of it.”
The Yaki Kidafi tributes were added after he was murde...
[Intro]
Yeah, at this time we gon' have a moment of silence
For all our fallen comrades, Tupac, Kadafi
So whatever you doin' we just want you bare with us for a minute
Yeah, it's still a mystery to me
This is dedicated to the homies
Tupac Shakur a.k.a. Makaveli (My nigga, my nigga)
Gone but not forgotten
Much love from the death row family
[Verse 1: Bustop]
We movin, livin, dyin', surrounded by cryin'
Funerals and lyin' these projects
They keep a nigga, focused
Homies go and the other ones out roamin' like locusts
Y.G.'s on one, G's that had they day so
We livin' in the days of the ho's, dopefienes and wine-o's
Fuck that, this shit won't cease
And to my nigga Makaveli, rest in peace
[Verse 2: Napoleon & Kadafi]
It ain't over 'cause it's just gettin started
The world done made these outlaw niggas cold hearted
Swervin' down the light, talk to pac, he departed
Say bye-bye to a legend breed with outlaws
Is heaven full-of pleasure? (I see you... nigga I see you!)
With the mac-11 cocked back, retaliation, watch that
Or we get yo' moms last night, ain't no tellin when we gon' strike
His game is on me, told me how to play my cards and keep it goin
Set 'em up, then we cut 'em up, they body missin', no one knowin'
Evidence showin', who the fuck is gon' care!?
I swear I told 'Pac, if he died, nigga I'ma ride 4 him', and so, yeah
They see me breathin, this Makaveli blood is what I'm bleedin'
Satan-lucifer-napoleon--is mixed with Jesus
And that it's evil but the other good it's for my people
I'ma rida' 'till they burn my insides wit the desert eagle
[Verse 3: Kurupt & Kastro]
Oh-no this can't be, another day another destiny
Constantly blessin' me, tha upper level in the quest to be
Others address me, I'm tryin to live like a Pharaoh
Focused like a arrow on casino's like De Niro
Bring the heat nigga, I keeps it hotta
'Pac the rawest ridah, don't live in silence nigga he lives inside us
Forever in a week and a half-15 years, century to century
Tha row trilogy verbally ridin' For 'Pac nigga (God bless the dead)
R.I.P. blessed to the G
[Chorus: Yaki Kadafi]
Tell me why do we live this life of pain?
Lost souls stuck addicted like crack-heads to this game
Jailhouses and gunshots puttin' pressure on my brain
Whether it's crews or gangs we claim
This shit ain't never gonna change
[Verse 4: Flip Side]
Lord I'll never understand why we was born to die
If it's a part of life then why do we still cry?
When we see our loved one's being buried
In the hole that they dug at the cemetery
Watchin' the mother cry is the worst of all
As see she see her baby put in that hole or vault
And they say it ain't no way that I could question god
So may 'Pac Rest In Peace is what I ask the lord
[Verse 5: EDI, Napoleon, Kadafi]
Now when I close my eyes I enjoy the darkness
These hardships run way too deep, and make me wanna stay 'sleep (Nigga)
And remember the days we used to ride together? (Ride)
We was goin' on one, I thought we'd die together (Die)
Now place my soul in a hole, that's a million feet deep
Physical frame only remains, for all y'all to tweak
Man I'm as hollow as these points in lil' Mu's G--lock (G-Lock)/i>
On the quest for death it ain't gon' stop 'till I see 'Pac (Comin soon!)
[Chorus: Yaki Kadafi]
Tell me why do we live this life of pain?
Lost souls stuck addicted like crack-heads to this game
Jailhouses and gunshots puttin' pressure on my brain
Whether it's crews or gangs we claim
This shit ain't never gonna change
[Verse 6: Low M.B]
I done gave all I can I've got no tears left
'Cause every time I look around we got another death
It was hard losin' 'Pac now Kadafi is gone
Don't worry about us homies we gon' be strong
But the mystery, the mysery is hurtin' us inside
Say a prayer, hit the weed, grab our pistols and ride
Now what we gonna do? We gonna ride or die
Lah-la-la-lah-la-la-lah-lah-lah
[Verse 7: Storm]
Tears for my peers, speakin', hope they hear me
2Pac I miss u dearly soldier for your legacy
Deep in your spirit, picked up the flag carried on the mission
By any means, I'm seein' visions through my darkest wishes
They get to rest in peace
Kadafi if u hear me, copy?
Is there a heaven for souls with thug tatted bodies
Killuminati got me contemplatin' my survival
Will I rise? Will I die? Borrowed tomorrows got me rushin' the prize
[Chorus: Yaki Kadafi]
Tell me why do we live this life of pain?
Lost souls stuck addicted like crackheads to this game
Jailhouses and gunshots puttin' pressure on my brain
Whether it's crews or gangs we claim
This shit ain't never gonna change
[Outro: Kastro]
Still a mystery, nigga, Outlawz (Still a mystery)
Thug life, (Nigga) West side, till we die (God bless the dead)
Fuck all u faggots, you ain't gotta ask why (Ride wit him, black jesus!)
Still a Mystery to Me was written by E.D.I. Mean & Yaki Kadafi & Napoleon (Outlawz) & Storm & Kurupt & O.F.T.B..