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[Featuring Outlawz] 
2Pac: Spoken 
No one seperates what we create 
Unstoppable, untouchable 
Motherfuckin world wide mob figures 
Death Row at its finest 
M.O.B. thugs for motherfuckin life 
Motherfuckin made niggas 
We comin after these niggas world wide 
Feel me 
Makaveli The Don 
My life in exchange for yours 
Born hated as a thug 
House full of babies cryin 
From a lack of gettin love 
Won't nobody tell me shit 
Till I got a sac of drugs 
At the block sewn up 
Cause I wanna pack a gun 
Do you feel me? 
World do ya hear me? 
Catch a risin' star 
Fuck the love 
Niggas fear me 
Got these niggas runnin all wild 
From my double R when we ride 
Motherfuckers is sure to die 
Boom once I enter the room 
In the air all you hear 
Is the whispers of doom 
Niggas scared 
They don't wanna see me head on 
Think of all the busters 
That I had to leave dead and gone 
Called a brave nigga 
Fuckin with a made nigga 
M.O.B. gun fire 
Gettin sprayed quicker 
Fuck em all let em understand 
My plot to get richer 
Much more than 6 figures 
A motherfuckin made nigga 
(Feel me) 
Motherfuckin Made Niggas 
(Made Niggas) 
I got a plot to get richer 
Take my picture 
A made nigga 
Napolean: 
Nigga I was raised on the streets 
I had to hustle just to eat 
My role model was killin niggas 
So I know I would never be weak 
They got me sittin wonderin 
Where my life begins 
These niggas cross my father 
Then my father cross them 
Cause I role with Immortal Thugs Niggas 
And my number one plan 
To kill a man and grab a needle 
And drug niggas 
Niggas don't like us 
Because they bitches straight love us 
The president told us to leave 
Cause the government don't want us 
It's Napolean 
I get my pleasure out of sin and seeing 
Plus billin shit 
Cause I seen it at the beginning 
A Made Nigga 
Khadafi: 
How many niggas fall in ya vision 
Gunnin em down for every last minute 
That I spent in prison 
We mash together 
Plus we get cash together 
Blast whenever 
Knowin it don't last forever 
It's only one way out 
And one way in 
Motherfuckers cross 
And get crossed out 
Never made men 
We find excuses to loot, cock, and shoot 
Blow the roof off them groups 
Like rock block raute 
I can't be touched 
Cause of the weapons I clutch 
And them niggas that I'm unda 
Is just to much 
We Made Niggas 
E.D.I. (Idi Amin): 
Picture the scenery 
So now you gonna have to imagine 
Call me a prophet 
cause I predicted whats going to happen 
I be gettin the paper stackin 
At those who be paper snatchin 
While their mugs got cracked in the 80's 
Baby, maybe thats if I slip 
But I became official 
Since the start of this 
Idi Amin born July 
7 of fushid eyes 
Plus wit all this gave me they hate to cherish 
But still I made it 
A made nigga made by the game 
Made for war 
My aim is simple and plain 
Yah wether its cane 
Or these tracks made for ya brain 
You'll forever know my name 
Idi Amin 
Hussein: 
I aint killed my line, my strap, my head 
There will be none of that 
The young hog Kato playin 
Outlaw immortal combat 
With the criminal skill 
they can't beat me a nigga 
Till we still, and chill 
Recognize the real deal 
Still a nigga made when I was young 
And dumb with a gun but it pays 
So I'm bustin for fun 
And the outcome will be the same every time 
We all going to die 
Get yours cause I'm a get mine. 
Castro: 
Tha Outlawz 
We be the Don Wons of this rough shit 
Minds baptize your moms 
While paralyzin the public 
Wit my mentality of war 
Dead bodies and silence 
Give it to ya raw 
Thug nigga to the core 
It was also livin poor 
Got me thinkin on a made level 
Shootin my gauge to get paid 
A fuckin crazed devil 
Mad shit from here to there 
Day by day 
Year to year 
Made Niggas on your motherfuckin shit 
2Pac: 
(ha ha ha) 
Call me a Bad Boy killer 
Murder motherfuckers daily 
Know the fed trail me 
So my alias is Makaveli 
Gettin lessons from niggas in penitentieries 
Game when I'm high 
Help me survive several centuries 
Lock me in a cage 
I'll display my rage 
Surround the court building 
With the gauge and spray 
They wonder if I'm going, and finally sentenced 
On my knees to God 
Beggin for repentence 
I'm convinced that I'm a thug 
They got me feenin for my cash 
Like a feen when he dreams of drugs 
Get the dollar 
And I'll kidnap your daughter 
Kill your wife and hit the funeral 
And tell yah just who gave the order 
Makaveli The Don, til I'm gone 
I maintain my army of lunatics 
That stay armed til the day I die 
I'll be remembered as a paid nigga 
Outlaw til the grave a motherfuckin made nigga. 
2Pac: Spoken 
Can you feel me, come closer 
(ha ha ha) 
Get into the mind of a made nigga 
I can't be touched 
My adversaries get fucked 
(feel me) 
About time 
Niggas made their dreams 
All I want is the C.R.E.A.M. 
I sell my shit to the feds 
All the bitches scream 
Come and see 
See made niggas 
Outlawz Makaveli The Don 
Hussein Fatal, (E.D.I)Idi Amin, Castro, Napolean, Khadafi, Mussolini, 
M.O.B. 
I send this out to my niggas on the streets 
The motherfuckin Made Niggas 
All my niggas on Death Row 
Tha Dogg Pound 
Tha Dogg Father and all his niggas 
you know what time it is the ass dilinga 
Kurupt, Young Godde 
___________________________________________________________ 
The cops in The background while 2Pac speaks: 
Cop: 
A Srg a we've got a 2Pac Shakur, Fatal, Fatal Hussein, a Castro, 
Khidafi 
We got a bunch a niggers here 
They got guns in their car, they got weed, they got money 
They're with a lot of black women 
What should we do Srg? 
Srg: 
I repeat let em go 
I repeat let em go their made niggas 
Let em go 
Cop: 
But... But 
Srg they got guns, they got weed 
Srg: 
I said let em go 
Cop: 
Alright 
You guys can go 
Sorry... sorry about the mix up 
You guys can go.

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