Intro: Tupac
So what I wanna do, hopefully is...
I wanna be, uhm not a wannabe I am
Tupac Shakur!

Tupac!
2005!
Guess who's back? G-G-Guess who's back
G-G-Guess who's back? G-G-Guess who's back
Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

Verse 1: Tupac
Posse deep as I roll through the streets
Motherfuck the police as we creep, in our Jeeps
Layin so long you think I'm asleep
But at the slightest beef, I'm robbin
niggaz through the teeth
And OPD can get the dick if they play tuffy
Last time them niggaz rushed me, I
aint bust but now I'm touchy
Trust me, aint nothing jumpin but these buck shots
Some niggaz got enough nuts, I'm poppin at corrupt cops
Them motherfuckaz catch a hot one
You wanted to start a problem, now
you coward cops have got one
And there's no prison that can hold a
Motherfuckin soulja, ready to role and take control
So now I jack 'em while they sleepin
Roll to the door, throw a grenade in the precinct
Some people panic, brothers bugged out
I had to keep poppin, cuz wouldn't
stop until they rugged out
And they vest don't protect from the head wounds
Reload ammunitions and them bitches will be dead soon
Smoke rising from the barrel of my shotty
I finally got revenge, now count the bodies
20 cops, one for every year in jail
Tryna keep a nigga down, but ya failed
Before I let ya take me, I told ya
Fuck being trapped, I'm a soulja

Chorus: Eminem
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/jeUI betcha that I got something you aint
got, that's called courage
It don't come from no liquor bottle, it
aint scotch, it's not bourbon
I don't walk around like no G, cuz that
aint me, I'm not that person
I don't try to act like you do, cuz that
aint you, you just frontin
You aint?

Verse 2: Tupac
It's Tupac in the mad bitch
In them six-'fo, rag on them thangs, that's a bad bitch
Gettin ghosts on them bitches in the town
Bustin out the backseat, nigga when we clown
Homie is you down?
B got the strap and she anxious
Hurry up 'fo she spank shit
Commin round the corners, spittin rounds
They payin homie down
Caught them sucka ass bitches outta bounce
Now tell me how that sound?
A double date laced with hate, make 'em
pray for the judgement day
Now tell me how that sound?
A double date laced with hate, make 'em
pray for the judgement day
Stinkin BIATCH!

Chorus: Eminem
I betcha that I got something you aint
got, that's called courage
It don't come from no liquor bottle, it
aint scotch, it's not bourbon
I don't walk around like no G, cuz that
aint me, I'm not that person
I don't try to act like you do, cuz that
aint you, you just frontin
You aint? (Tupac)

Outro: Tupac
Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja
Everywhere I see, a soulja like me