It's April 19, 2024, 11:18:20 PM
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Damn this sounds like a tight ass song...I wonder why it was never a bootleg....somebody had to have heard it to get the lryics.....2pac talking: The vaults of the dead...Yeah nigga come see pass the burial chambers, where tha fuckin' caskets were lowered, ever been there? Picture a land of ghosts, dead bodies walkin'. God said tha soul dies after death, Jesus was ressurrected on tha 3rd day, picture a dead man with a message. I'm bringing you the life and afterlife, first hand experience. Another ballad of a dead soulja. Part muthafuckin' 2. Mussolini in this. Nigga don't be scared. (chorusx4) Big Syke: Come see tha vaults of the dead 2pac: Nigga don't be scared(I done it) Big Syke: Come see tha vaults of the dead 2pac: Nigga I been there(I see him) 2pac(verse1):I reside amongst a valley of snakes, metamorphical phonies, transformational homies, and castrophical schemes, lord hear my prays in repetition cos I know I'm deemed, gushin' bullets, makin' wounds and all I heard were screams, a thug, a ghost, with haunting words, I oppose, they say don't choke em', eliminatin competition like a game of poker givin' recognition(why?) bitch! it's simon-says conditions!(haha) time to(what?)...wake up, get my slugs on kill em', kill em' I hear em' screamin before we drill em', that revolver chrome, stay..(where?)..up under my fuckin' seat, and it's...soon as I...get home mama, tell my boo, to hide my shit, stay strong amongst this drama when tha...boys in blue, got me tossed up on tha early news, believe I got a few to show them fools, they got me..(where?) against all oddz man, another citi-zen in this wicked land, mama knows it was written, fate will cut off my final days, I'm a instrumental that's being looped and played, 7 niggas listed, switched to renegades phonies lives be numbered in pays like the 12 gauge, my impact is violent niggas buried be the only ones in tru silence fuck east to west, I got a worldwide alliance(yeah nigga worldwide) killuminati, can't see me, I leave em' stranded, eyes wide shut, break em', break em', we got em' closed, shiverin' as their asses stuck, murdered my foes shit's crucial, dellusional is what I thought, when I passed through the vaults, and lit the candle, swore I heard dead leaders talkin' but it was just a develish scandle, bodies of legends flashin' forth before my eyes at random, believe I saw some slaves that had died in their shackles, bruised up bodies, death amongst minority, pack em',(pack em'), couldn't tackle, the meanings of tha things I saw, rest in peace, I'll died as the last outlaw. (chorusx4) Big Syke(verse2): And it's end the end of thy misery homie took some shots, life stops for crossing me immortality is what he wish he had grab his cash, cock the stash, before we blast his ass, lord know um' takin' showers pourin' into sin ask forgiveness, I ain't innocent, just drunk my last cup of gin, I done dreamed of walkin' through tha vaults of dead, I done heard of niggas payin' off tha fuckin' feds, I done witnessed and held a dead man's cold hand, leaves me thought to think of a ghost comin' back to lead this land, a hundred-grand is what they gave a trick, a couple shots is what they tossed a snitched and I forever be an Outlaw Immortal, cappin' and burnin' ever since tha cradle cuddles, and so more deadlier it's just hypocritical, devastational to a living man's soul didn't know that his same party, gave tha life of breath to a dead man's body(buck, buck), do you see him? through dense fog, faint calls screamin' leave tha vaults, funny how can you leave if nigga ain't been there, blurry eyes in the cemetary gave me a scare and ignited my rage reminisin' me and my boys during our childhood days while them niggas was breathin didn't care of scheming and plotting, just dreamin' ways of the wild, avoiding the stacks and piles located in tha vaults, ever heard of blind men breathin' with their lost souls tossed? 2pac: Now it's breaktime in tha cemetary, walkin' along this path got my mind weary, hail mary, I put my dying soul in this song, rest in peace, father, blasphemy cos I took your call, am I wrong? Life goes on.
who fuckin cares, i'm actually tired of hearin 2pac, he's been dead for 7 years! and yall talk about him like he's Jesus or somethin, even if 2pac did comeout with a new cd, you gotta know that it would be a dissapointment, look at better dayz, i have never heard more wack songs by tupac on a double cd, ever. Its a good thing that i got copies of the underground Makaveli's n shit, now that is the real 2pac, dope beats dope lyrics, no gay ass acoustic remix's or shit like that, jus real shit!