Komradz (So So Crazy) (Original Version) lyrics

[Intro: 2Pac & Storm]
Ayy, Storm, motherf*ckers out here trippin'
Yank some of these b*tches by they collar, baby
Yeah (Comrades, comrades)
For all you motherf*ckers who be tryna slip
(Well, I just heard some sh*t on this record)
(f*ckin' with the midst of my comrades)
And trip with that subliminal sh*t
(I send this out to that biatch; you too, n*gga)
This bomb's for you braggin' b*tches
(Standin' in the midst of my comrades)
So prepare to get so, so f*ckedified by some real Outlaws
Believe that, like you believe crack kills
(f*ckin' with the midst of my comrades)
You stupid motherf*ckers

[Chorus: 2Pac]
You must be so, so crazy
b*tch, I'll beat your boy bad
Standin' in the midst of my comrades (Comrades)
b*tches can't fade me
Plottin' but they ploys crashed
f*ckin' with the midst of my comrades (Comrades)

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Have you really thought about your part in this participation?
My prediction bloody murder similar to menstruation
Now in fairness to conversation
'Cause it's your fate so take the time
To contemplate what you'll be facin'
Talkin' that Hip-Hop sh*t, don't get shot, b*tch
'Cause you can tell all in your clique to eat Pac's di*k
The clip's in, prepare for the motherf*ckin' death blow
'Cause every rapper in the industry is history, it's Death Row
Not Bad Boy or So So Def
I make you bow before Tha Row like them other hoes
The intricate designs of my lethal lines, criminal rhymes
From the mind of a thug shakin' state time
Take it to the next phase; you had your time to talk sh*t
Now b*tches busters gettin' checkmated
These days, motherf*ckers talk sh*t and turn snitch
When you see 'em, they ain't talk about sh*t
(West Side)
[Chorus: 2Pac]
They Must be so, so crazy
b*tch, I'll beat your boy bad
Standin' in the midst of my comrades (Comrades)
b*tches can't fade me
Plottin' but they ploys crashed
f*ckin' with the midst of my comrades (Comrades)

[Verse 2: EDI]
See by now the way this sh*t is situated
n*ggas is gettin' eliminated simply for bein' affiliated
Clearly stated but still, I know you hate it
We got a whole list to play with
And y'all n*ggas is at the top, so let's make this
Happen, f*ck the rappin', let's get to scrappin'
So everybody can see what happens
When you get caught up in dirty-mackin'
Malc'll send you packin', your boy love actions
CV on your TEC, sneak up, and lets the slugs snap-in
Your chest section, Death has now stepped in
b*tch, should've learned your lesson
While your chance was still present
But now it's past tense, no question askin'
Out west it's called mashin', bailin' the corner blastin'

[Chorus: 2Pac]
Must be so, so crazy
b*tch, I'll beat your boy bad
Standin' in the midst of my comrades (Comrades)
b*tches can't fade me
Plottin' but they ploys crashed
f*ckin' with the midst of my comrades (Comrades)
[Verse 3: Napoleon]
Lose stash quick than n*ggas in a ski mask
But we gon' lock ass, and hit the trash try to do it like a past
Think fast, 'cause I'ma blast when your sh*t get close
So be the twist in opposition that's the mind to choke
I wanna know which one of your n*ggas got heart
'Fore I can put you in your park from the start
Leave you sleep in the dark, so wrap my di*k in your mob
'Cause I'ma bring my sisters down south, throwin' yo' b*tch-ass out

[Verse 4: Kastro]
You must be so, so crazy, b*tch, you ain't holy Def
While fathers with our problem, ho
You ain't holdin' check, big-dollar, bro
Got a thirty collar throw the raggin' AK for So So Def and Jam bust to Death
I got some sh*t to twist
n*ggas of mine gettin' rid of some these enemy n*ggas
Split they ass up and mines approachin'
n*ggas switch over the fence without gettin' lynched
f*ckin' with thugs, K. Kastro about it

[Chorus: 2Pac]
Must be so, so crazy
b*tch, I'll beat your boy bad
Standin' in the midst of my comrades (Comrades)
b*tches can't fade me
Plottin' but they ploys crashed
f*ckin' with the midst of my comrades (Comrades)
[Verse 5: Big Syke]
I bang bangers since '79, respect mine, n*gga
f*ckin' rapper never strap, but I'd be schooled by killers
Puttin' in work, let 'em in the dirt for recreation
To increase my criminal elevation or probation
Don't matter shell scatters when I start to dump
Leavin' lumps and holes from my riot pumps
You little chumps gon' miss, don't get it twisted on the west
We the best and bangers put suckers to rest

[Verse 6: 2Pac]
Last verse is for them trick people, this is the sequel
I'ma treat you with evil, livin' forever illegal
Now homicide got me preoccupied
Be a lie, if I told you that I never wondered when will I die
Be assured, n*gga, word bond
'Cause now it's on, you can only survive if you be strong
Until I'm gone, I'll bust on Bad Boy
And middle finger to Da Brat, don't get your young ass smacked (Hahah)

[Chorus: 2Pac]
You Must be so, so crazy
b*tch, I'll beat your boy bad
Standin' in the midst of my comrades (Comrades)
b*tches can't fade me
Plottin' but they ploys crashed
f*ckin' with the midst of my comrades (Comrades)
So, so crazy
b*tch, I'll beat your boy bad
Standin' in the midst of my comrades (Comrades)
b*tches can't fade me
Plottin' but they ploys crashed
f*ckin' with the midst of my comrades (Comrades)
So, so crazy
b*tch, I'll beat your boy bad
Standin' in the midst of my comrades (Comrades)
b*tches can't fade me
Plottin' but they ploys crashed
f*ckin' with the midst of my comrades (Comrades)

[Outro: 2Pac]
Look here (Thug Life)
You motherf*ckers knew when you wrote this sh*t
(Out-Outlaw Immortalz)
When you spoke this sh*t (Thug Life) when you smoked that sh*t
Uh (Outlaw Immortalz), that you couldn't f*ck around with us
What would the hell possessed you (Thug Life), to get on record
And just play yourself like that?
n*gga, is you f*ckin' nuts? (The Outlaw Immortalz)
Do you know who the f*ck we are? (Thug Life)
n*gga, do you know who the f*ck we are? (Outlaw Immortalz)
Rectify yo' silly ass (Thug Life)
You better put an apology out, n*gga (The Outlaw Immortalz)
Before I yank that ass out the game
Stupid motherf*ckers (Thug Life)
Won't you know I don't give a f*ck?
I'm mad at the world (Outlaw Immortalz)
f*ck all you trick-ass n*ggas (Thug Life, tell 'em, n*gga)
This Thug Life, n*gga, Outlaw Immortalz, West Side (Outlaw Immortalz)
Thought you knew
West Coast, n*gga, all day long (Thug Life)
f*ck the world (Outlaw Immortalz)
So, so crazy (Thug Life), b*tch, I'll beat yo' boy bad n*gga come on come on
(Outlaw Immortalz) Hahahaha
Komane let 'em know, f*ckin' with the midst of my comrades (Comrades) (Outlaw Immortalz)
(Napoleon) My motherf*ckin' comrades
Outlaw Immortalz, that's right
And Mussolini, f*ckin' with the midst of my comrades (Comrades, Mussolini)
(The Outlaw Immortalz)
Gotta give it up (West Side)
f*ckin' with the midst (West Side Immortalz)
West Side (E.D.I. Mean)
Outlaw Immortalz, hahaha