text: You know what gang violence is, mostly?
  If somebody shoots your family member
  Of course you retaliate, You know what I mean?
  Same thing the U.S does except nobody even shot their family members
  They see that, somebody bomb a school
  And all these people get killed
  So the united states feel like ooh thats messed up
  We gotta go show em who tha real killers
  This country was built on gangs, you know
  I think this country still is run on gangs
  Republicans, Democrats, The Police Department, The FBI
  The CIA, those are gangs, you know what I mean
  The correctional officers
  I had a correctional officer tell me straight
  We the biggest gang in New York state
  Straight up.
  Suppress the revolution of premeditated scheme
  Introduce a drug called crack, to us ghetto teens
  Got a law for raw niggas, now playa what it be like?
  When will niggas see they got us bleeding with three strikes
  Cant seem to focus hopeless, with violent thoughts I wrote this
  Got these Devils petrified, hiding from my hocus-pocus
  And so I learned to earn my currency in over time
  Affiliated, clearly click a military mind
  May God forgive us though we dwell inside a paradox
  Thugged out and drug dealin, from the womb to the block
  My live mind got me survivin five rounds
  My forty-five got my fortified with live rounds
  When shits thick we plot hits, when our Glock spits
  All hail, Out on Bail, Wrath of the 2Pacalypse
  Forever ghetto necessary picture food stamps
  Outlaw Thug Niggas never left the boot camp
  We got the real live shit from front to back
  To my niggas in the world, 2Pac is back
  Where my soldiers is at? 
  Where the fuck my soldiers at?
  Where my soldiers is at?
  Now I was born as a rebel, making trouble for the devil
  Take this gang bang shit, to a whole nother level
  Can you feel me now?
  Armies in every city
  Definition of power
  Players are you with me?
  See the war is the prophecy
  Survival is the strategy
  Rest in peace to my comrades that deceased
  Walking down the streets of time
  Youll have these devils petrified of a nigga in his right mind
  They tell us that we hopeless and hell bound
  This fo the brothers in penetentiaries jailed down
  I got you in my heart till tha day I die
  Think of tha damage we can do, if we wasnt high
  Can you picture me loc? Its a thugs wrath
  Political contracts and blood baths
  For Matulu Shakur up in the Rikers
  Though they got you, I never let them stop me
  The struggle continues
  Now if we do want to live a thug life and a gangsta life and all of that
  Ok, so stop being cowards and lets have a revolution
  But we dont wanna do that, dudes just wanna live of character
  They wanna be cartoons, but if they really wanted to do something
  If they was that tough, alright, lets start our own country
  Lets start a revolution, lets get out of here, lets do something
  We got the real live shit from front to back
  To my niggas in the world, 2Pac is back
  Where my soldiers is at? 
  Where my soldiers at?
  Where my soldiers is at?