Got My Mind Made Up Lyrics - All Eyez On Me - 2pac

You find an MC like me who's strong 

Leavin' motherfuckers aborted with no verbal support 

And when I command the microphone I gets deadly as Kahn though 

With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those 

Who can withstand, the mo' power I gain 

And make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck ya brain 

Imagine and keep on wishin' upon a star 

Finally realizing who the fuck we are 

When I penetrate, it's been withstandin' faded 

Would it be the greatest MC of all time 

When I created rhyme for the simple fact 

When I attack I crush your pride 

My intention to ride, every time all night 

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I'm faced with the scars beyond this one bar 

For me to put down my guard, I'm faced with it, I'm a ride 

Breakin' in gas with the six-eight all day 

In and out with my pay, I'm soon to count the bodies 

So mandatory, my elevation, my lyrics like orientation 

So you can be more familiar with tha nigga you facin' 

We must be based on nothin' better than communication 

Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stations 

Sorry, I left that ass waitin' 

No more procrastination give up to fate and get that ass shakin' 

I'm bustin' and makin' motherfuckers panic 

Don't take ya life for granted put that ass in the dirt 

You swear the bitch was planted, my lyrics motivate the planet 

It's similar to Rhythm Nation but thugged out, forgive me Janet 

Who's in control? I'm acvtivatin' yo souls 

You know, the way the games get controlled 

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Yo, two years ago, a friend of mine 

Told me Alize and Cristal blows your mind 

Bear witness to the dopest fuckin' rhyme I wrote 

Takin' off my coat, clearing my throat 

I got my mind made up, come on 

Get in, get in too 

Let it ride, tonight's tha night 

I got my mind made up, come on 

Get in, get in too 

Let it ride, tonight's tha night 

Well, I comes through with Tupac 

Of the bomb prophylaxes for protection 

So my fuckin' sac won't collapse 

'Cause nowadays, shit's evading the X-rays 

Sending young motherfuckers to an early grave 

I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MCs 

Shows my heart's as cold as the tundra 

Electrifying like thunder, I'm just too much 

Rough and raw with that motherfuckin' poisonous touch 

I'm an MC with lyrics that's tha fuckin' Bombay 

Ya got dissed, that's before it's ingest like balmy 

My rhymes, I leave a mark on ya mind 

As the deadly vibes spread through ya head like sand pine 

There's no escape, nah, I ain't blastin' 

I use my mental to assassinate assassin's for those askin' 

Opposed to laughin', raw maniacal villain 

Laughter enhances the chances of tha killin' 

Why is that? 'Cuz smilin' faces deceive 

You best believe, to MC's I'm the deadliest disease 

My thoughts rip ya throat and make it hard to breathe 

Ya whole camp's under siege and I'm Jason Vorhees 

In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mikes 

My verbal snipe, your vocab on site 

I'm out tha cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all 

So all my rhymes hit and split tha bricks on the wall 

Ya already have an idea about tha superior sphere 

The greater rhyme creator on both sides of tha equator 

I rock from here to there, to Philly and back 

To LA on the spot where I rock and bust like straps 

As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact 

Beware, set and prepare to enter verbal combat 

Fuck you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers 

Like Hitler, stickin' up wit German The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten Isle 

Will be back after this message don't touch tha dial 

Rarely do you see an MC out for justice 

Got my gun powder and my musket, blaow 

Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellan 

Half of my Clan's three deep felons 

Niggaz best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel 

Man I stay on point like icicles 

Now who wanna test Tical then touch Tical 

All up in your motherfuckin' mouth 

Head banger boogie, catch me on tour with Al Doogie 

Method Man roll too tight, you can pull me 

Better take one and pass or that's that ass 

Your vital statistics are low and fallin' fast 

Johnny Blaze out to get loot like Johnny Cash 

Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast 

Aiyyo, lyrical gas spittin' tha criminal tactics 

Non-believers get my dick and genitals backwards 

Let's face it, there's no replacement 

Taste this, mad underground basement, shit I'm laced with 

Avalanche on ya whole camp when I'm splited 

Funk Doctor who? Spock bitch don't get it twisted 

I got connects like Federal Express 

To get the fresh package of bless, tha dogs can't fetch 

Got the clear spot from tha rear block 

To bust 'til every nigga here drop, men, I fear not 

Hold ya nose and blow out 'til ya ears pop 

Since ya crew suit you to shift now you claim that you get's lot 

With, this underground cannabis 

I'm dangerous like John the bomb analyst 

Then proceeds like keys 

My degrees freeze consecutively like EPMD LP's 

Lick off a shot and hit ya fam by mistake 

So I erase the whole front row at the wake 

I planned my escape in case Jake or a snake bust it 

I'm the one pushin' the hearse in the first place 

Confidence for you shaky ass folks 

Pump for Rockefeller for the day he got smoked 

Choke, off this anecdote got you ope 

Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Coly 

And I'm out for nine nickel 

INS tha rebels 

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