2Pac - Watch Ya Mouth

[Verse 1] You heard it wrong nigga, ain’t nothing sweet about my techniques you checkin’ for my breathless quotes I wrote deadly My history so thoroughly involves destruction niggaz left with their ass bleedin’, lyrical f-cking Open up, first to bust, let me see your heart turn the lights down, cause I might clown in the dark When I check for the Heartz of Men what do we find? niggaz watchin’ for my pockets, planning plots on mine Am I blind? Let my rhymes speak, for me in history a legend you define me Don Makaveli bitch bow down to Death Row F-ck what you say we untouchable now that we done shook Doc Dre He ain’t made a beat in six years, swear he the shit Won’t get no record sales suckin’ Nas dick Let me get my preach on nigga drop the beat, I get my freak on The wrong one for you to speak on Motherf-cker watch ya mouth [Verse 2] Look I heard Nas got beef cause I’m dissin’ his clique, cool come bring your ass nigga you can get dissed I worldwide steady war rappin’, Get your cash on nigga, five times platinum What’s that? De-La got a problem with this hard shit ever since “me myself and I”, y’all been garbage I’m gonna keep it real, show you how it feels to ride Y’all went three feet and stopped risin’ Wendy Williams is a fat bitch, that’s the truth I got a jar full of niggas nuts that’s for you Let the Westside Eastside drama seize I’ll come alone to your own streets, Outlaw Prepare for panic when I unleash Niggas is lucky if they leave here in one piece Queen Puff never had no heart to start So how the hell Biggie Smalls get the part? Watch ya mouth [Verse 3] What I bring to you is hard core, the very essence of my poetry Dyslexic so you backward ass niggas will notice me The only G to bleed for the shit I bring And swing hard on motherf-ckers that’s my thing Vocally I’m pure so you O.D. tryin’ to throw me Don’t get ya life took tryin’ to run with ya homies, y’all know me Same nigga so quick to blast On this worldwide mash, trying to get some cash Holla my name and the game will follow Wait and I’ll murder these snakes tomorrow Bunch of washed up jealous ass punk though Quit bullshitting Pac, flip the promo Makaveli rise, all you niggas die when I come I’ll do some fly shit and be done They say Pac ain’t got love for the eastside You a lying motherf-cker, nigga we ride Watch ya mouth