2Pac – If They Love Their Kids feat. Napoleon & Kastro (Unreleased)
Date: January 12, 1996
Producer: Johnny “J” Jackson
Samples:
Rhythm Heritage – Language Of Love
Little Feat – Fool Yourself
Lyrics:
[Tupac]
If my enemies love their kids
Only if my enemies love thier kids
If my enemies love their kids
Only if my enemies love thier kids
[Tupac – Verse 1]
Hey, why have drama?
Nigga, your baby mama stay right around the corner
I could touch her if I fucking wanna
So why you wanna insist to diss
I got your name at the top of the “Fucking Dead Bitch List”
Meet Mr. Makaveli’s terror
Mack of the year, Thug of the Era
Death Row and Outlawz, nobody does this shit better
My lyrics explode on contact
Best prepare for combat
Aint no stopping so bomb back
It’s The Last Days, nigga’s is dying from bullshit
Mac 11 is heavy yet I’m ready to pull quick
Niggas aint ready for a brother thats living major
Bear witness to a sick motherfucker that’s spittin’ razors,
When I cut em they cut, when I stick ‘em they stuck
And my ambitions to bust, cause I aint giving a fuck
We tore the neighbourhood up, look at all the shit that we did
Murder’s a life long biz
If my enemies love they kids
[Chorus]
You don’t wanna die
And I don’t wanna kill ya,
Keep my name out ya mouth
‘Fore a nigga have to drill ya
All my enemies buggin’
For all the shit that they did
Don’t make me murder you nigga
If my enemy’s love their kids
[Tupac – Verse 2]
Bodies is wrapped in plastic
Nigga this is drastic
Just takes a nigga with the right automatic to cause static
Like a mossberg pumpin, and muthafucker’s be dumpin’
Play the role of a bitch
Like Michael Jackson, “Wanna be startin’ something”
Holla at my crew and they perish you through the cherish
Got that ass in my sight
Tonight I’m bussin’ off the terrace with multiple gun shots
Niggas is droppin’ rapidly, bussin’ at crooked cops
And bitches is running after me tellin I’m high
When they ask why I’m trippin’ out
Top of my drop, cause you know Pac, keep dippin’ on my block
They sell rocks on box with frail cops
If not we buss shots from glocks, fuck cops
My only fear of death, can you hear me, is coming back
Had enough of this bullshit world so none of that
I felt no remorse for all the shit that we did
Niggas dyin in silence
If my enemy’s love their kids
[Chorus]
You don’t wanna die
And I don’t wanna kill ya,
Keep my name out ya mouth
‘Fore a nigga have to drill ya
All my enemies buggin’
For the shit that they did
Don’t make me murder you nigga
If my enemy’s love their kids
[Tupac Talking]
You muthafucking right
You niggas better wise up
It’s a real muthafucking war nigga
You wanna get with me
How the fuck you gon get with me
If you got kids muthafucker
If my enemies love they kids
I’ma let my lil homeboys ride on you busta muthafuckers
Cause y’all dont feel me
Eh yo Mu, K, Malc
Ride on these bitch ass mothafuckers
Ride on em!
[Mu – Verse 3]
I don’t even wanna talk no more
Losing your life, what for?
Facing a young muthafucker who puts it down for the dough
Get killed in front of your kids
God forbid if it happens
Cuz the shit I’m on now till you pass on us Rabbit
Gotta survive by myself
But at the same time be rappin’
Wont put my gun on the shelf,
It keeps me living like heaven
But when the shit jumps I’m ready
Cause I already knew
You better get us muthafucker before we come get you
Deep in my heart I think this shits bout to pop any moment
Tryna do me like my parents but I’m a tougher opponent.
[K & Malc – Verse 4]
This nigga scared
Must investigate all I’m prepared
For all the drama, you said
For all them niggas you feared
You fucking busta, busta
Let the evil or the money trap you when its laughin at you
Every second we coming at you
And you the last one
When L-rock is trying cast on ya
Cuz a Young Ridah who would die,
Pump up and blast some of that thug passion
Blastin on enemies passing
Giggling when they should have been figuring
Who would be the last one laughing
While I switch your wig
I gotta ask ya’ll something
Don’t you muthafuckers got kids?
