Dis is an original Tupac Shakur track. All I did was add a verse.

(Talking)
The only way for me to come back is by Makaveli
That's me
All these motherfuckers stole from me
I'm takin' back what's mine

Hahaha
You motherfuckers can't stop me
Even if I die I'm gonna be a fuckin' problem
Do you believe in ghosts, motherfucker?
Real live, black... ghosts
Fear me

(2 Pac Verse 1)
Some say I'm crazy, these punk-ass cops can't fade me
Momma tried to raise me, but had too many babies
Papa was a motherfuckin' joke, used to find dope in his coat
And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smoke
Damn, don't get me started
My momma smoked so goddamn much when she was pregnant
I'm surprised I ain't retarded
At night I can't sleep, count ?
As they pass through the glass of my neighbors, five deep
Starin' at the wall, heard a scream
Wake up in the morning, see the blood in the hall from the murder scene
Don't cry, just ask why
And try not to die as I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby
On the corner where the niggas sling they crack
And the undercovers jack, those that don't watch they back
I daydream about the dope world
Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl
My Mossberg goes *blaow* once another plug
Snatchin' drugs, pumpin' slugs in these other thugs (give it up, nigga)
Don't run out of breath, every step could be death
Til ya blast and be the last nigga left (then I'll be ghost)

(2 Pac Chorus 2x)
Don't cry, just ask why
And try not to die as I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

(2 Pac Verse 2)
A seven deuce full of niggas goes by
Thought I was trippin' the second time they roll by
Recognize the plates, the faces look familiar
But everybody swear they know the nigga that's gonna kill ya
Don't murder me, murder me, kill a nigga in his sleep
Let me die as I rest in peace, deep
Back to these niggas in the seven deuce
A Mac 10 out the window, 'bout to let it loose
What could I do? Run for cover and return fire
Die motherfucker die, hope your ass fry, don't ask why
But I let off everything I had
An empty clip hit the ground as a nigga dash
On my ass was the motherfuckin' cops now
Barely breathin', trying to keep from gettin' shot down
*Boo-cow* was the sound, bullet whiz by
Still runnin' like a nigga got nine lives
Don't know why, but I'm runnin' to my fuckin' block
Took a shot, tired of runnin' from the niggas and the cops
Time to be a ghost

(2 Pac Chorus 2x)
Don't cry, just ask why
And try not to die as I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

(Red Wun Verse 3)
Fuck the police nigga cuz dey cant hold me nigga,
Only been in one cuz and I aint got no beef nigga,
I’m tryna hold me liquor down in me stomach,
Cuz when I was drinkin I aint have nuffin on it//
Now I’m ridin in da streets jus a little bit tipsy,
Deez niggaz fakin on me now it’s time to get bizzy,
Don’t try to tell me dat da nigga didn’t flip me,
Off cuz I saw him when he put his hand down swiftly//
Now dis shit is strictly fo all my niggaz,
Dat aint doin so good but we’ll do betta don’t fo get it,
We gon rise up and ova come da odds of it all,
And it aint no body dats gonna hold us up against da wall//
We gon be free to be where eva we wanna be,
How eva we gonna speak is how we gonna talk it all freedom of speech,
Niggaz feel threatened erytime I gotta gun in my reach,
U fuck wit me den I’ll muffle ur speech so don’t be fuckin wit me//
If I’m not fuckin wit u cuz if u hit me once den I’m gonna be huntin fo u,
Even if u got da reach of Evander Holyfield u aint touchin me dude,
Now deez niggaz keep rushin on thru cuz da nigga comin clutchin da jewels,
Of my family fool// I’m grabbin my nuts!

(2 Pac and Red Wun Chorus 2x)
Don't cry, just ask why
And try not to die as I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby