Got My Mind Made Up (Remix)

[Verse 1: 2Pac] So mandatory my elevation my lyrics like orientation So you can be more familiar with the nigga you facing We must be patient nothing better than communication Known to damage and highly flamable like gas stations Sorry I left that ass waiting No more procrastination give up to fate, and get that ass shaking I'm busting and making motherfuckers panic Don't take your life for granted put that ass in the dirt You swear the bitch was planted My lyrics motivate the planet It's similar to Rhythm Nation But thugged out, forgive me Janet Who's in control I'm activating your souls You know, the way the games get controlled Yo, two years ago, a friend of mine Told me Alize and Cristal blows your mind Bear witness to the dopest fucking rhyme I wrote Taking off my coat, clearing my throat [Chorus] I got my mind made up, come on Give it, got it good It's time to ride nigga Tonight's the night, listen [Verse 2: Hussein Fatal] It's the name game same thang Everywhere gang bang Gang bang anywhere Hussein ain't changed man Dirty South, East to West Even on chain Gangs Yard's dale any dale Riker's the same (same) man But ain't the way I was trained, somehow remain sane Can't change the calibers aim so feel my pain man Love me for how I made it with Pac But woulda liked me dead in a box, only when he gave me the shots Yeah right, things just ain't the same for gangsters Hardcore artists this year to change to wanksters Me I dont worry I just aim the stainless You get to shoot me for a number and a name and thank (thanks) Niggas talk so I walk like there's something on my mind Really ain't nothing on my mind Just a greedy motherfucker with a fuckin' greedy delivery The last of the last dying breed balling with me [Verse 3: Young Noble] Walk a mile in my timbs, better yet, take a ride on my rims So you can see for yourself I was destined to win I went from baggin' them niggas to serving them fiends To writing them hits and livin' my dreams So speak for those who ain't got no voice We reaching those who ain't got no choice Listen, criminal mind all the time waiting for Judgement Day Trying hard nigga looking at the sun don't pay He added fuel to the fir, I refuse to retire Coming up, I guess I seen too much, I'm young with an old soul Young Noble a black rose, E.D.I, Young Cap, Hussein and Kastro Homie, this ain't nothing but a soldier's story You bitches, take pictures of our road to glory I'm a outlaw, ain't no denying that Hostile, ghetto gospel, apostle crap (nigga) [Chorus] I got my mind made up, come on Give it, got it good It's time to ride nigga Tonight's the night, listen I got my mind made up, come on Get it, get into it, get on I got my nickel and nine I'm bout to bust in all sly (sly, sly, sly) Listen (Yeah, hu!) [Verse 4: Kurupt] Animal instinct cannibal handheld Devour multitudes from rapid fire on Cowards, listen I'm try'na tell ya Shell shimmy, a rickashay bouncing like solid Freshly and start violence Flee between the end scene Take a flight like college green From Kansas to Staten Island I shot the monkey on my back And its back in the Guiness Book of World Records I'm in this The most hated but most loved menace from here to Venice The Grinch came to steal your money and your better day Christmas and your little spinach got eaten Smoke smoke smoking away all day Any way that you say it nigga just break me off half Many years ago A friend of mine taught me everything about the game Gave me a nine So I went straight to the block Started my grind [Chorus] I got my mind made up, come on Give it, got it good It's time to ride nigga Tonight's the night, listen I got my mind made up, come on Give it, got it good It's time to ride nigga Tonight's the night, listen