Uppercut (Melvin Manhoef HL)

Lets see so many [bad word] wanna take a piece
comin' equipped with some [bad word] niggas just cant believe
i pull a trick from my sleeve now kamikazee
i'm all over that [bad word]  come identify the body
my middle finger to you hoe niggas
run up on me, and ill be forced to let it go [bad word] i aint the one you wanna try, why, stayin high
i hit the blunt an watch these [bad word] die
whose runnin the streets i sell that cocaine
cause in the the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayne
another hustler makin' major cash
'til the punk police come raid your [bad word] now you stressed doin' fed time, and its a [bad word] cause the judge gave you 8 years, you doin 6
and we know that you can't hang, you a trick
rolled over turned snitch like a biatchhhh

Chorus (x1)
now you know you shoulda ducked [bad word] gotchu fallin from the uppercut, [bad word]  so whats up [bad word] 
now you know you shoulda ducked [bad word] gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so whats up [bad word] 
Verse 2 - 2pac

They got a [bad word] in the dice game, i'm feelin' lucky
but the [bad word] s just a little bigger, he tryna [bad word] me
out my cash, imma blast [bad word]  he don't know
i gotta tell ya like the last [bad word]  gotta go
No need to run for the trunk, i get em' up
left or right, my uppercut'll hit em' up (ha)
i'm known to walk the streets on any block
i love my niggas, but i aint puttin down my glock
the gun shots rang when i lose [bad word]  and ooh [bad word] imma show you not to ever play a true [bad word] (haha)
lay it down just to prove it
and [bad word] the rappin [bad word] we can do this

Chorus (x1)

Verse 3 - Outlawz (EDI & Young Noble)

They claim that we violent, we named after tyrants
this revolution wont be televised, we keep it silent (shh)
roll on our enemies, beat em' at they own game
molotov [bad word]  releasing up in flames
tired of bein' stepped on, sick of bein' held back
lookin' through my rear view, thinkin' bout the pay back
wanna see my kids grow dont know if imma make it though
one more [bad word] came up short in the ghetto
society lied to me so im strapped with the metal
push ya middle finger up [bad word] if you a rebel
have ya face down goin in ya pockets if ya let em
i done lost too many homies for me to ever forget em
i done made so many mistakes but still i dont regret em
im a product of the pimp, the pusher, and the reverend
im a product of the block, the fiends, and the felons
we all lost souls tryina find our way to heaven

Chorus (x1)

Edi talking:
"to all the comrads no longer with us, see you when we get there
'Pac, Yak, we gon' keep on ridin', give these cowards the uppercut
'til we get up there with ya'll, YOU KNOW!..Thug Life we still livin it outlaw for life, in the name of the don