All Eyez on Me (song)

## Song by 2Pac featuring Big Syke

"**All Eyez on Me**" is the title track from 2Pac's fourth studio album of the same name. It samples Linda Clifford's "Never Gonna Stop".

## Lyrics

**Lyrics**
[Intro: 2Pac]

Big Syke, 'Nook, Paint, Bogart, Big Serge (Yeah)

Y'all know how this shit go (You know)

All eyes on me

Motherfuckin' OG

Roll up in the club and shit, is that right?

All eyes on me

All eyes on me

But you know what?

[Verse 1: 2Pac]

I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust

So many player-hatin' n\*\*\*as tryna sound like us

Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they knowin'

Straight to the depths of Hell is where them cowards goin'

Well, are you still down? N\*\*\*a, holla when you see me

And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me

I got a caravan of n\*\*\*as every time we ride

Hittin' motherfuckers up when we pass by

Until I die, live the life of a boss player

'Cause even when I'm high, fuck with me and get crossed later

The futures in my eyes, 'cause all I want is cash and thangs

A five-double-0 Benz, flauntin' flashy rings, uhh

Bitches pursue me like a dream

Been known to disappear before your eyes just like a dope fiend

It seems, my main thing was to be major paid

The game sharper than a motherfuckin' razor blade

Say money bring bitches, bitches bring lies

One n\*\*\*a's gettin' jealous and motherfuckers died

Depend on me like the first and fifteenth

They might hold me for a second, but these punks won't get me

We got foe n\*\*\*as and low riders in ski masks

Screamin', "Thug Life" every time they pass, all eyes on me

[Chorus: 2Pac]

Live the life of a thug n\*\*\*a until the day I die

Live the life of a boss player (All eyes on me) 'cause even gettin' high

All eyes on me

Live the life of a thug n\*\*\*a until the day I die

Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high

[Bridge: Big Syke]

Hey, to my n\*\*\*a 'Pac

[Verse 2: Big Syke]

So much trouble in the world, n\*\*\*a

Can't nobody feel your pain

The world's changin' everyday, time's movin' fast

My girl said I need a raise, how long will she last?

I'm caught between my woman and my pistol and my chips

Triple beam, got some smokers on, whistle as I dip

I'm lost in the land with no plan, livin' life flawless

Crime boss, contraband, let me toss this

Mediocres got a lot of nerve

Let my bucket swerve, I'm takin' off from the curb

The nervousness neglect make me pack a TEC

Devoted to servin' this Moët and pay checks

Like Akai satellite, n\*\*\*a, I'm forever ballin'

It ain't right: parasites, triggers, and fleas crawlin'

Sucker, duck and get busted, no emotion

My devotion is handlin' my business, n\*\*\*a, keep on coastin'

Where you goin', I been there, came back as lonely, homie

Steady flowin' against the grain, n\*\*\*as still don't know me

It's about the money in this rap shit, this crap shit

It ain't funny, n\*\*\*as don't even know how to act, shit

What can I do? What can I say? Is there another way?

Blunts and gin all day, 24 parlay

My little homie G, can't you see I'm buster-free?

N\*\*\*as can't stand me; all eyes on me

[Chorus: 2Pac]

Live the life of a thug n\*\*\*a until the day I die

Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high

All eyes on me

All eyes on me

Live the life of a thug n\*\*\*a until the day I die

Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high

All eyes on me

[Verse 3: 2Pac]

The feds is watchin', n\*\*\*as plottin' to get me

Will I survive? Will I die? Come on, let's picture the possibility

Givin' me charges, lawyers makin' a grip

I told the judge I was raised wrong and that's why I blaze shit

Was hyper as a kid, cold as a teenager

On my mobile, callin' big shots on the scene major

Packin' hundreds in my drawers, fuck the law

Bitches, I fuck with a passion, I'm livin' rough and raw

Catchin' cases at a fast rate, ballin' in the fast lane

Hustle 'til the mornin', never stopped until the cash came

Live my life as a thug n\*\*\*a until the day I die

Live my life as a boss player, 'cause even gettin' high

These n\*\*\*as got me tossin' shit

I put the top down, now it's time to floss my shit

Keep your head up, n\*\*\*a, make these motherfuckers suffer

Up in the Benz, burnin' rubber

The money is mandatory, the hoes is for the stress

This criminal lifestyle, equipped with a bulletproof vest

Make sure your eyes is on the meal ticket, get your money

Motherfucker, let's get rich and we'll kick it; all eyes on me

[Chorus: 2Pac]

Live the life of a thug n\*\*\*a until the day I die

Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high

All eyes on me

All eyes on me

Live the life of a thug n\*\*\*a until the day I die

Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high

All eyes on me

[Outro: 2Pac]

Pay attention, my n\*\*\*as! See how that shit go?

N\*\*\*a walk up in this motherfucker and it be like, "Bing!"

Cops, bitches, every-motherfuckin'-body

(Live my life as a thug n\*\*\*a until the day I die)

(Live my life as a boss playa, 'cause even gettin' high)

I got bustas, hoes, and police watchin' a n\*\*\*a, you know?

(I live my life as a thug n\*\*\*a until the day I die)

(Livin' life as a boss playa, 'cause even gettin' high)

He he he, it's like what they think

I'm walkin' around with some ki's in my pocket or somethin'

They think I'm goin' back to jail, they really on that dope

(Live my life as a thug n\*\*\*a until the day I die)

(Live my life as a boss playa)

I know y'all watchin', I know y'all got me in the scopes

(Live my life as a thug n\*\*\*a until the day I die)

(Live my life as a boss playa, 'cause even gettin' high)

I know y'all know this is Thug Life, baby!

Y'all got me under surveillance, huh?

All eyes on me, but I'm knowin'