2Pac – Scared Straight ’91 with Ray Luv (Unreleased)

2Pac – Scared Straight ’91 with Ray Luv

Recorded date: 1991
Originally recorded for 2Pacalypse Now
Producers: Raw Fusion (Money B & DJ Fuze)
Bassline performer: Shock G
Played on Money B’s “Goin’ Way Back Show”
Samples: Xclan – Grand Verbalizer, What Time Is It

Lyrics:

[Intro – Ray Luv]

Scared straight, the one that you hate
With a pervs all be stepping with weapons
that keep my nerves on total destruction
The wrong one to be fucking with
The lyrical mastermind and 2Pacthalunatic

[Ray Luv]

Lovin’ the ladies and treat the females with true respect,
I love ’em and leave ’em and still collect on a county check
cuz these hoes don’t care they on a mission to ironside
So ride with the whoo ride i’ll give ya a joy ride,
so niggaz be steppin’ to the front with the weak shit,
I’m the one you can’t get with beware or you’ll get hit,
with a loose and very clever combination, I’m tearing up the competion like Jason,
money stack and racks and raps rip by Ray, Mishap and Epitats,
cuz suckers are scared straight

[2PAC]

Prepare for the wrath, a psychopath when this song play
Get iller than Johnny Gill and rub you the wrong way
Fuck sensitivity I get cruel when you’re doing me
Cause none of the rough stuff bitch stop pursuing me
So true to the game, it’s a name you don’t dare say
A lyrical lunatic when I kick it your scared straight
Motherfucker’s fall way to the roster
You step any closer and get hit with a dose of
iller-fied pimping-ass gang to bang to
And I ain’t ashamed to, get wicked with slang to
Niggas know, when I flow, I can give you mo’
Get sicker than psycho, and won’t let the Mic, go
Till I hear the whole crowd on they two feet
As I go through new beats, I’m running through MC’s
Nigga please you dizzy, you can’t take me
You stumble through break beats but you’ll never fade me
Scared straight cause you hate, when I motivate
You suffer a different fate, when music I mutilate
But some of the super suckers try to stop me
I’m gunning and running the stupid motherfucker’s now they jock me
What if I should trip? Or chill and a give fair break
Fuck it they feel the wrath of a motherfucker scared straight

[Chorus]

Fighting wars in the streets
Fighting… Fighting wars in the streets (Scared straight)
Fighting… Fighting wars in the streets
Fighting… Fighting wars in the streets

[Ray Luv]

Running through the rhyme, keepin’ em cuz i leaked the fumes,
had to pay my dues, but nigga you know you sure will lose,
now you’re after me, you better bring your whole posse,
or gang of punk emcees, Ray beat ’em down relentlessley,
a mastermind at work residing in the rose town,
closing foes and hosting shows and fucking them crazy hoes now,
brother black is back showing em all no mercy,
one verse you’ll here the hearse like…tec (when ya heard me)
The game is in affect, im stompin’ on necks and taking respect from niggaz who try to flex,
and roody poo collar blue police are tryin’ to sweat,
I’m taking your final breath and suprising you bitch cuz I aint dead yet,
time to get lethal finish ’em all in the first round, no sequal,
I rush em down beat ’em down, don’t ask me what they hitting for I run ya down and leave ya
Fuck the pringle heres the single, now we love the evil

[2PAC]

Feel the funky funk house buster you’ll get rolled on
No matter how much they bring, I duck and dodge and hold on
Best a watch the swing
Nigga the game is so strong, catch me by surprise
You won’t realize your hoe’s gone
Nigga I’m on the creep
And if I know your address, girls as good as stuck
She eating my Mr. Badness
Pac don’t give a fuck, I got too many enemies
Fucking with the ginger juice the booze of fucking Hennessy
The closer they can get
But still don’t let them see me sweat, suckers ain’t trying to step
They know they’ll be breathing they last breathe
Niggas ain’t got no heart, but swear that they be rocking shit
Till they get a load of the bold ass 2Pacalypse
Tell them to bring the noise, and look like they wanna rift
Brother this is ain’t a game, a crook’s what’s you’re fucking with
Hitting him with the flurry, I’ll bury him if he steps to me
Sucker’s can’t get next to me, tripping off some ecstasy
Literal life insanity, even a form of suicide
This ain’t BBD, try doing me you’re do or die
Dropping them like a Mack, and smacking them like a weak bitch, nigga don’t even twitch
Cause them I’ma have to pull the switch
Victory to the switch, so fuck ’em if they, try to break
Freaking ’em with the funk left them drunk
Hella (Scared straight)

[Chorus/Outro]

Wars in the streets (Hell yeah)
Fighting wars in the streets (Scared straight)
Fighting… Fighting wars in the streets
Fighting… Fighting wars in the streets(Motherfuckers are scared straight)
Fighting… Fighting wars in the streets
Fighting… Fighting… Fighting wars in the streets(2Pacalypse in this motherfucker)
Fight… Fighting… Fighting wars
Fighting wars
Fighting wars in the streets (The whole motherfuckin’ posse in the house)
Fighting wars in the streets (Underground Railroad punks we layin’ the track leavin’ motherfuckers scared straight)