2 Pac:

When We Ride On Our Enemies...
Hey, got some static with some niggas on the other side of town, and my lil' cousin K-Bo he's a ridah now... what they want from us muthafuckin' thug niggas, use to love niggas, now I plug niggas, and slug niggas... Am I wrong?.. niggas makin' songs tryin' to get with us, must be gone with stress weed, in the West we trust... to the chest I bust, then we ride til the sun come shinin' back to brighten up the sky, How many die? ... heard the Fugees was tryin' to do me, look bitch I got yo fate, this ain't no muthafuckin' movie... then we watch the other two die slow, castrated entertained at my muthafuckin' side show... Benz, am I planin' mo', time to exterminate my foes, I can't stand you hoes... now label this my muthafuckin' trick shot, my lyrics runnin' all you cowards out of hip-hop... When we ride on our Enemies...

Chours

2 Pac:

I take a journey thru my minds eye, you crossed the game, don't explain, nigga time to die, say good-bye... watch my eyes when I pull the trigga, so help before you die, say you bobbin' for a bigger nigga, now dry yo eyes... you was heartless on yo hits, niggas love to scream peace after they start some shit... pay attention, here's a word to those that robbed me: I'll murder you, then I'll run a train on Mobb Deep, don't fuck with me... nigga you barley livin', don't you got Sickle-Cell, see me havin' seigure on stage, you ain't feelin' well, hell... how many niggas want to be involved, yall still talkin' to Biggie, I'll kill all of yall, then ball... then tell the Brat to keep her fuckin' mouth close, fuck around and get tossed up by the fuckin' Outlawz... before I leave make sure everyone heard, now I meant every muthafuckin' word, When We Ride On Our Ememies...