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[intro: 2pac]
well, i just heard some sh-t on this record
(f-ckin’ in the midst of my comrades)
i send this out to that biatch; you too, n-gga!
(standin’ in the midst of my comrades)
you f-ckin’ with some thug n-ggas (that’s right)
believe that like you believe crack k!lls, you stupid mothaf-cka!
(f-ck you! standin’ in the midst of my comrades)

[hook: 2pac]
you must be so so crazy
b-tch, i’ll beat your boy bad
standin’ in the midst of my comrades
b-tches can’t fade me
plottin’ but they ploys crashed
f-ckin’ with the midst of my comrades

[verse 1: 2pac]
have you really thought about your part in this partic-p-tion?
my prediction bl–dy murder similar to ministration
now in fairness to conversation
‘cause it’s your fate so take the time
to contemplate what you’ll be facin’
talkin’ that hip-hop sh-t, don’t get shot, b-tch
‘cause you can tell all in your clique to eat pac’s d-ck
the clip’s in, prepare for the mothaf-ckin’ death blow
‘cause every rapper in the industry is history, it’s death row
not bad boy or so so def
i make you bow before tha row like them other hoes
the intricate design of my lethal lines, criminal rhymes
from the mind of a thug shaking state time
take it to the next phase; you had your time to talk sh-t
now b-tchless busters getting checkmated
these days mothaf-ckas talk sh-t and turn snitch
when you see ’em they ain’t talking about sh-t; westside!

[verse 2: edi]
see, by now the way this sh-t is situated
n-ggas is getting eliminated simply for being affiliated
clearly stated and, man, i know you hate it
we got a whole list to play with
and y’all n-ggas is at the top, now let’s make this
happen, f-ck the rappin’, let’s get to scr-ppin’
so n-ggas can see what happens
when you get caught up in dirty-mackin’
edi’ll send you packin’, you know we love action
sneak up on attack, pull back, let’s the slugs snap in
your chest section, death has now stepped in
b-tch, should have learnt your lesson
while your chance was still present
but now it’s past tense, no question askin’
out west it’s called mashin’, bailing the corner blastin’

[verse 3: napoleon]
you must be so so crazy; b-tch, i’ll beat yo’ boy bad
driving in the truck with my black mac
thinkin’ about the sh-t i never had, so i’m loading up one
and the two things that i cherish is money and guns
i love my ones and i’ll put blood on you
sn-tch money from you, leave slugs in you
ain’t no n-gga breathing f-cking with pac
every album that he drop, n-gga, number one spot, n-gga
locked, n-gga, let me represent for my dead ones
eat with my loved ones, squeeze when the beef come
chill when the freeze comes, i do that sh-t
you think you heavy in the game? watch me move you, b-tch!
this napoleon, why did i say i again?
you punk n-ggas already know i ain’t for show
and i’ll die for the dough, n-gga, that’s for sho’
never die for a ho, n-gga, that’s a no-no

[verse 4: big syke]
who i’m gonna call when a mothaf-cka feeling sad?
my mothaf-ckin’ comrades
who i’m gonna call when a mothaf-cka doing bad?
my mothaf-ckin’ comrades
and f-ck yo’ b-tch, ‘cause you a trick anyway
‘cause my comrades was raised on pistol play
and boss playerism mixed with this thugism
so ain’t no love in ’em, nothin’ but the f-ckism

[verse 5: 2pac]
last verse is for them trick people, this is the sequel
i’ma treat you with evil, living forever illegal
now homicide got me preoccupied
be a lie if i told you that i never wonder when will i die
be -ssured, n-gga, word born
‘cause now it’s on, you can only survive if you be strong
until i’m gone i’ll bust on bad boy
middle finger to da brat, don’t get your young -ss smacked

[outro: 2pac]
look here, you mothaf-ckas knew when you wrote this sh-t
when you spoke this sh-t, when you smoked this sh-t
uh, that you couldn’t f-ck around with us
now what the h-ll possessed you to get on record
and play yourself like that?
n-gga, is you f-ckin’ nuts? do you know who the f-ck we are?!
n-gga, do you know who the f-ck we are?!
rectify yo’ silly -ss, you better put out an apology out, n-gga
before i yank that -ss out the game, stupid mothaf-ckas!
don’t you know i don’t give a f-ck?
i’m mad at the world, f-ck all you trick–ss n-ggas!
this thug life, n-gga, outlaw immortalz, westside
thought you knew, westcoast, n-gga
all day long, f-ck the world!
you must be so so crazy; b-tch, i’ll beat yo’ boy bad
standin’ in the midst of my comrades, ha ha ha
f-ckin’ with the midst of my comrades
my mothaf-ckin’ comrades!

- 2pac

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