2pac - Untouchable Freestyle Drunk lyrics

[Intro: 2Pac] It's 'Pac, Makaveli I'm in tha studio drunker than a motherf**a Ready to freestyle this sh**, and do it wild Live Fo all my dogs Fo all my dogs out there raisin hell Just to see a young n***a raise tha mail Stepped out on tha streetz fresh from jail All tha police wanna rag and tell Not knowin' that I stacks my mail, uh All these n***as wanna see me fail, uh That's just tha intro As I sit back and rock this instrumental, uh [Verse 1: 2Pac] After the fire comes tha rain After pleasure there's pain Even though we're broke for the moment We'll Be Ballin' again Time to make your, my military be prepared fo tha bustas Similar to b**hes too scary to hear me rushin' Visions of over packed prisons Millions of n***as thug livin' Precious, Big Straps, hope they don't tell us They pull a heater Ammunition in grace Shh, move without a sound As we slide down Pistols in place They got me finnin' fo currency The money be callin' me It's like I'm dreamin' Singin' seizing me ballin' Sophisticated, and this f**in' misbehavior Got tha co*ked 4-5 snatchin' n***as pagers Label tha marks Soon as we start It was hard to quit Started out drinkin' forties moved to harder sh** Goddamn, now I'ma grown man I follow no man n***a got my own plan In my hand got tha 45 I kick it live to survive Make these n***as die While gettin' high Though we cry when these thugz bug n***as'll leave in their caskets That's what ya get fo being playahatin' ba*tards Me and my clique so legit We keep a 50 on us n***as know You can't touch us When they get to come against us These n***as'll be defenseless It's senseless Knockin' n***as back on tha fences My whole clique be sick And though we rip whole crews n***as knew We came through Drinkin' 22's of brew And though we drink Hennesseys We provide our enemies with mo' sh** Tha art of war so legit I read, my name out, Makaveli With the Thug Life tattered on tha bottom of my belly Can these n***as understand this My whole family is sick is so scandalous Let me introduce my clique Castro, when he blasts y'all n***as run and hide Napoleon will provide Tha game Let me explain Why E.D.I Provide sh**, fo tha needy And take from tha greedy Kadafi, is not sloppy And not a copy He's tha only one Bring tha gun If ya want it Young Noble Bring ya soul To tha true, let em know we come through In a bucket or BMW We trouble you The W for Westside n***as die When they try to infiltrate my crew We never hide, we ride And die, together And when you see my clique we always ride for ever Me, my whole clique is sick We smoke sinsemill Can you convince the G That they can't come against me You can see me on TV Or live n***as die when they try to come against me Never hide In my own zone, in my own dome In my mind I'ma don n***a knew it once I came oveh Splash tha n***as Will I dash your n***as Once I mash these figguz I'll be badder n***a It's me, makaveli A.K.A Tha Don of this whole clique n***as you so sick That's my freestyle drunken flow Just so you b**h a** n***as in tha back row know Whether it's New York or Texas Ride through in a Lexus Or BMW I trouble you Throwin' up fo ever this big ol' W Huhhuhhuhhuhu My double R proves I'ma big rap star Rockin' tha room n***as where ya at Where ya are is tha back In tha front, when ya bump this sh** I keep a gat inside my trunk legit Always, though I'm on probation I still rock tha nation Out on bail, though last year I was in jail Raise hell, until I get my mail Will I fail, hell nah n***as bite my nails I keep a manicured Though you panic you're Still gonna die When Pac get high Smokin' Indo I roll my window down A smooth criminal And though I pack this pound 3-5-7 or 4-5 Will I hide, will I die Will I ride, n***as never know why My whole crew, a family clique Are we sick Are we live Though we struggle to survive In this motherf**in' ‘95 Turnin' ‘96 '96 turnin' ‘97 I keep a 3-5-7 Mack 11 Back home I got a M-R What did I say, a mini 14 Haha, my double R Ride with my clue, ride with my crew You don't have a clue, n***a when we're comin' fo you We hit tha house of blues, actin' like fools My n***a Fatal Put a gun inside his club I keep this f**er prenatal Had to bang inside his chest, no no Bang inside his belly, nah nah nah It was Makaveli, that told him to bring the gat outside his belly I say yo Fatal what are you crazy Them dudes pissin' outside tha front n***as say Goddamn n***as is funny as hell What you want You want tha funk Hell no, n***as don't want no beef That's why we left that motherf**er in a Rolls A Limo I mean With b**hes inside to meet I was chillin' in tha back Puttin' on some hits, look I just did a dope a** show Them n***as'll always remember me Came from Italy Bellisimo, was tha call Yeah n***a I got Versace Armani All them n***as wanna f** with me Y'all know I always represent my people to tha fullest Yeah, I'm that same motherf**er took 5 bullets Count em, came out Rappin' and stealin' and makin' 5 Motherf**a records got sold millions millions Haha, platinum, I make 5 platinum sh**s, know what I'm sayin' n***as can't f** with me 2pacalypse, not known fo playin, huh I took shots And gave shots f** tha cops Will I stop Until my sh**, reach tha top, hm n***as out there wanna do me But it'z mob deep Bad Boy and Fugees, hahahahaha Y'all n***as'll never stop me, never drop me Never make me fall Me, 2pacalypse all I know how to do iz ball ball ball!!! My crew Survive reincarnation after I'm dead They rock n roll And Bring tha funk to tha whole nation And you know Each one of These n***as have a gun with my name on it You know I spit tha game so clear is plain on it You know, huh When I'm dead My n***as'll ride for me k** everybody They each got a city to pick to make it our part