[Intro - 2Pac Makaveli]
Makaveli in this
Killuminati all through your body
Blows like a 12-gauge shotty
Feel me!
And God said he should send his one begotten son
To lead the wild into the ways of the man
Follow me! Eat my flesh, flesh of my flesh

[Hook - [bad word] with me, Hail [bad word] quick see, what do we have here
Now? Do you wanna ride or die?
La da da da, la la la la

[Verse 1 - 2Pac]
I ain't a killer, but don't push me
Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to getting [bad word] Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words being quoted
Peep the weakness in the rap game, disown it
Bow down, pray to God, hoping that he's listening
Seeing [bad word] for me, for my diamonds, when they glistening
Now pay attention: rest in peace, Father
I'm a ghost in these killing fields
Hail Mary, catch me. If I go, let's go deep inside
The solitary mind of a madman who screams in the dark
Evil lurks, enemies see me flee
Activate my hate, let it break to the flame
Set trip, empty out my clip; never stop to aim
Some say the game is all [bad word] and  [bad word] this [bad word] 
Stuck, niggas is lucky if we bust out this [bad word]  plus
Mama told me never stop until I bust a nut [bad word] the world if they can't adjust
It's just as well, Hail Mary

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - 2Pac]
Penitentiaries is packed with promise-makers
Never realize the precious time that [bad word] niggas is wasting
Instutionalized, I live my life a product made to [bad word] But too hardened for a smile, we're too crazy to be humble: we ballin'
Catch me father please, cause I'm fallin'
In the liquor store pass the Hennessy I hear ya callin'
Can I get some more? [bad word]  til I reach [bad word]  I ain't scared!
Mama checking in my bedroom, I ain't there!
I got a head with no screws in it, what can I do?
One life to live but I got nothing to lose
Just me and you on a one way trip to prison
Selling [bad word]  we all wrapped up in this living life as thugs
To my homeboys in Quentin Max doing their bid
Raise [bad word] to this real [bad word] and feel this
When they turn out the lights, I'll be there in the dark
Thugging eternal through my heart: now Hail Mary [bad word] 
[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Kastro]
They got a APB out on my thug family [bad word] these streets like these scandalous freaks
Our enemies die now, walk around half dead
Head down, K-blasted off of Hennessy and Thai chronic
Mixed in, now I'm twisted, blistered and high
Visions of me: thug-living, getting me by
Forever live, and I multiply, survived by thugs
When I die they won't cry unless [bad word] with slugs

[Napoleon]
Peep the whole scene and whatever's going on around me
Brain kind of cloudy, smoked out, feeling rowdy
Ready to wet the party up, and whoever in that [bad word] Nasty new street slugger
My heat seeks suckers on the regular
Mashing in a stolen Black Ac' Integra [bad word] back, 60 seconds til the draw
That's when I'm deadin' ya feet first
You've got a nice Gat but my heat's worse
From a thug to preaching church, I gave you love
Now you eating dirt, needing work
And I ain't the [bad word] to put you on
Cause word is bond: when I was broke I had to hustle til dawn
That's when sun came up, there's only one way up
Hold your head and stay up
To all my niggas: get your pay and weight up

[Castro]
If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks
Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate?
To this [bad word] I don't got be the [bad word] I gotta take
Dealing with fate, hoping God don't close the gate
[X2]

[Hook]

[Thug Rasta]
We've been traveling on this weary road
Sometimes life can take a heavy load
But we ride, ride it like a bullet
Hail Mary, Hail Mary
We won't worry, everything well curry
Free like the bird in the tree
We won't w