featuring Outlawz

2Pac: Spoken

No one seperates what we create
Unstoppable, untouchable
 [bad word] world wide mob figures
Death Row at its finest
M.O.B. thugs for [bad word] life
 [bad word] made niggas
 [bad word] after these niggas world wide
Feel me
Makaveli The Don

My life in exchange for yours
Born hated as a thug
House full of babies cryin
From a lack of gettin love
Won't nobody tell me [bad word] 
Till I got a sac of [bad word] 
At the block sewn up
Cause I wanna pack a gun
Do you feel me?
World do ya hear me?
Catch a risin' star
 [bad word] the love
Niggas fear me
Got these [bad word] all wild
From my double R when we ride
 [bad word] is sure to die
Boom once I enter the room
In the air all you hear
Is the whispers of doom
Niggas scared
They don't wanna see me head on
Think of all the busters
That I had to leave dead and gone
Called a brave [bad word]  [bad word] with a made [bad word] 
M.O.B. gun fire
Gettin sprayed quicker
 [bad word] em all let em understand
My plot to get richer
Much more than 6 figures
[bad word] made [bad word] 
(Feel me)

 [bad word] Made Niggas
(Made Niggas)
I got a plot to get richer
Take my picture
made [bad word] 

Napolean:

 [bad word] I was raised on the streets
I had to hustle just to eat
My role model was killin niggas
So I know I would never be weak
They got me sittin wonderin
Where my life begins
These niggas cross my father
Then my father cross them
Cause I role with Immortal Thugs Niggas
And my number one plan
To kill a man and grab a needle
And [bad word] niggas
Niggas don't like us
Because they [bad word] straight love us
The president told us to leave
Cause the government don't want us
It's Napolean
I get my pleasure out of sin and seeing
Plus billin [bad word] 
Cause I seen it at the beginning
Made [bad word] 

Khadafi:

How many niggas fall in ya vision
Gunnin em down for every last minute
That I spent in prison
We mash together
Plus we get cash together
Blast whenever
Knowin it don't last forever
It's only one way out
And one way in
 [bad word] cross
And get crossed out
Never made men
We find excuses to loot, [bad word]  and shoot
Blow the roof off them groups
Like rock block raute
I can't be touched
Cause of the weapons I clutch
And them niggas that I'm unda
Is just to much
We Made Niggas

E.D.I. (Idi Amin):

Picture the scenery
So now you gonna have to imagine
Call me a prophet
cause I predicted whats going to happen
I be gettin the paper stackin
At those who be paper snatchin
While their mugs got cracked in the 80's
Baby, maybe thats if I slip
But I became official
Since the start of this
Idi Amin born July
7 of fushid eyes
Plus wit all this gave me they hate to cherish
But still I made it
made [bad word] made by the game
Made for war
My aim is simple and plain
Yah wether its cane
Or these tracks made for ya brain
You'll forever know my name
Idi Amin

Hussein:

I aint killed my line, my strap, my head
There will be none of that
The young hog Kato playin
Outlaw [bad word] 
With the criminal skill
they can't beat me a [bad word] 
Till we still, and chill
Recognize the real deal
Still a [bad word] made when I was young
And dumb with a gun but it pays
So I'm bustin for fun
And the [bad word] will be the same every time
We all going to die
Get yours cause I'm a get mine.

Castro:

Tha Outlawz
We be the Don Wons of this rough [bad word] 
Minds baptize your moms
While paralyzin the public
Wit my mentality of war
Dead bodies and silence
Give it to ya raw
Thug [bad word] to the core
It was also livin poor
Got me thinkin on a made level
Shootin my gauge to get paid
[bad word] crazed devil
Mad [bad word] from here to there
Day by day
Year to year
Made Ni