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