Got My Mind Made Up

2Pac feat. Dat Nigga Daz , Kurupt , Redman & Method Man

credits


publisher: ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
writers: Ike Turner
album: Track in album All Eyez on Me
release date: 1996-2-13
popularity : 7 users have visited this page.
genres: Hip Hop
styles: Thug Rap/Gangsta/RnB/Swing/G-Funk
length: 5:13
producer: Dat Nigga Daz
mixer: Carlos Warlick and David Blake
engineer: Tommy D. Daugherty

Album Information

label: Interscope Records
country(area): United States
format: CD
barcode: 731452420428
script: Latin

Cover Art

2Pac All Eyez on Me cover art

Lyrics

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[Daz]
Leaving ************'s aborted, with no verbal support
With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
and make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck your brain
Finally realizing who the **** we are
would it be the greatest MC of all time
When I attack I crush your pride
I'm faced with the scars beyond this one bar
breaking in gas with the six-eight all day
I'm soon to count the bodies
[Tupac]
So you can be more familiar with the ***** you facing
Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stations
No more procrastination give up to fate, and get that *** shaking
Don't take your life for granted put that *** in the dirt
My lyrics motivate the planet
but thugged out, forgive me Janet
You know, the way the games get controlled
Told me Alize and Cristal blows your mind
Taking off my coat, clearing my throat
[Chorus: Method Man]
get in get in too (get on it)
I got my mind made up, come on
let it ride tonight's the night
[Kurupt]
of the bomb prophalaks for protection
Cause nowadays, ****'s evading the x-rays
I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MC's
Electrifying like thunder, I'm just too much
I'm an MC with lyrics that's the ****ing bom-bay
My rhymes, I leave a mark on your mind
There's no escape, nah I ain't blasting
Opposed to laughing, raw maniacal villain
Why is that? 'cause smiling faces deceive
My thoughts rip your throat and make it hard to breathe
In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mikes
I'm out the cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all
your already have an idea about the superior sphere
I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact

**** you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten Isle
Rarely do you see an MC out for justice
Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellen
*****s best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel
Now who wanna test Tical then touch Tical
Head banger boogie
Method Man roll too tight, you can pull me
Your vital statistics are low and falling fast
Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast
[Redman]
Non-believers get my **** and genitals backwards
Taste this, mad underground basement, **** I'm laced with
Funk Doctor who? Spock ***** don't get it twisted
to get the fresh package of bless, the dogs can't fetch
to bust till every ***** here drop, men I fear not
Since your crew suit you to shift now you claim that you get's lot
I'm dangerous like John the bomb analyst
My degrees freeze consecutively like EPMD LP's
So I erase the whole front row at the wake
I'm the one pushing the hearse in the first place
Pump for Rockafella for the day he got smoked
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
West, list this, this, this[Daz]
Leaving ************'s aborted, with no verbal support
With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
and make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck your brain
Finally realizing who the **** we are
would it be the greatest MC of all time
When I attack I crush your pride
I'm faced with the scars beyond this one bar
breaking in gas with the six-eight all day
I'm soon to count the bodies
[Tupac]
So you can be more familiar with the ***** you facing
Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stations
No more procrastination give up to fate, and get that *** shaking
Don't take your life for granted put that *** in the dirt
My lyrics motivate the planet
but thugged out, forgive me Janet
You know, the way the games get controlled
Told me Alize and Cristal blows your mind
Taking off my coat, clearing my throat
[Chorus: Method Man]
get in get in too (get on it)
I got my mind made up, come on
let it ride tonight's the night
[Kurupt]
of the bomb prophalaks for protection
Cause nowadays, ****'s evading the x-rays
I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MC's
Electrifying like thunder, I'm just too much
I'm an MC with lyrics that's the ****ing bom-bay
My rhymes, I leave a mark on your mind
There's no escape, nah I ain't blasting
Opposed to laughing, raw maniacal villain
Why is that? 'cause smiling faces deceive
My thoughts rip your throat and make it hard to breathe
In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mikes
I'm out the cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all
your already have an idea about the superior sphere
I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact

**** you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten Isle
Rarely do you see an MC out for justice
Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellen
*****s best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel
Now who wanna test Tical then touch Tical
Head banger boogie
Method Man roll too tight, you can pull me
Your vital statistics are low and falling fast
Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast
[Redman]
Non-believers get my **** and genitals backwards
Taste this, mad underground basement, **** I'm laced with
Funk Doctor who? Spock ***** don't get it twisted
to get the fresh package of bless, the dogs can't fetch
to bust till every ***** here drop, men I fear not
Since your crew suit you to shift now you claim that you get's lot
I'm dangerous like John the bomb analyst
My degrees freeze consecutively like EPMD LP's
So I erase the whole front row at the wake
I'm the one pushing the hearse in the first place
Pump for Rockafella for the day he got smoked
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
West, list this, this, this[Daz]
Leaving ************'s aborted, with no verbal support
With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
and make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck your brain
Finally realizing who the **** we are
would it be the greatest MC of all time
When I attack I crush your pride
I'm faced with the scars beyond this one bar
breaking in gas with the six-eight all day
I'm soon to count the bodies
[Tupac]
So you can be more familiar with the ***** you facing
Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stations
No more procrastination give up to fate, and get that *** shaking
Don't take your life for granted put that *** in the dirt
My lyrics motivate the planet
but thugged out, forgive me Janet
You know, the way the games get controlled
Told me Alize and Cristal blows your mind
Taking off my coat, clearing my throat
[Chorus: Method Man]
get in get in too (get on it)
I got my mind made up, come on
let it ride tonight's the night
[Kurupt]
of the bomb prophalaks for protection
Cause nowadays, ****'s evading the x-rays
I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MC's
Electrifying like thunder, I'm just too much
I'm an MC with lyrics that's the ****ing bom-bay
My rhymes, I leave a mark on your mind
There's no escape, nah I ain't blasting
Opposed to laughing, raw maniacal villain
Why is that? 'cause smiling faces deceive
My thoughts rip your throat and make it hard to breathe
In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mikes
I'm out the cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all
your already have an idea about the superior sphere
I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact

**** you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten Isle
Rarely do you see an MC out for justice
Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellen
*****s best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel
Now who wanna test Tical then touch Tical
Head banger boogie
Method Man roll too tight, you can pull me
Your vital statistics are low and falling fast
Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast
[Redman]
Non-believers get my **** and genitals backwards
Taste this, mad underground basement, **** I'm laced with
Funk Doctor who? Spock ***** don't get it twisted
to get the fresh package of bless, the dogs can't fetch
to bust till every ***** here drop, men I fear not
Since your crew suit you to shift now you claim that you get's lot
I'm dangerous like John the bomb analyst
My degrees freeze consecutively like EPMD LP's
So I erase the whole front row at the wake
I'm the one pushing the hearse in the first place
Pump for Rockafella for the day he got smoked
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
West, list this, this, this[Daz]
Leaving ************'s aborted, with no verbal support
With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
and make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck your brain
Finally realizing who the **** we are
would it be the greatest MC of all time
When I attack I crush your pride
I'm faced with the scars beyond this one bar
breaking in gas with the six-eight all day
I'm soon to count the bodies
[Tupac]
So you can be more familiar with the ***** you facing
Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stations
No more procrastination give up to fate, and get that *** shaking
Don't take your life for granted put that *** in the dirt
My lyrics motivate the planet
but thugged out, forgive me Janet
You know, the way the games get controlled
Told me Alize and Cristal blows your mind
Taking off my coat, clearing my throat
[Chorus: Method Man]
get in get in too (get on it)
I got my mind made up, come on
let it ride tonight's the night
[Kurupt]
of the bomb prophalaks for protection
Cause nowadays, ****'s evading the x-rays
I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MC's
Electrifying like thunder, I'm just too much
I'm an MC with lyrics that's the ****ing bom-bay
My rhymes, I leave a mark on your mind
There's no escape, nah I ain't blasting
Opposed to laughing, raw maniacal villain
Why is that? 'cause smiling faces deceive
My thoughts rip your throat and make it hard to breathe
In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mikes
I'm out the cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all
your already have an idea about the superior sphere
I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact

**** you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten Isle
Rarely do you see an MC out for justice
Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellen
*****s best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel
Now who wanna test Tical then touch Tical
Head banger boogie
Method Man roll too tight, you can pull me
Your vital statistics are low and falling fast
Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast
[Redman]
Non-believers get my **** and genitals backwards
Taste this, mad underground basement, **** I'm laced with
Funk Doctor who? Spock ***** don't get it twisted
to get the fresh package of bless, the dogs can't fetch
to bust till every ***** here drop, men I fear not
Since your crew suit you to shift now you claim that you get's lot
I'm dangerous like John the bomb analyst
My degrees freeze consecutively like EPMD LP's
So I erase the whole front row at the wake
I'm the one pushing the hearse in the first place
Pump for Rockafella for the day he got smoked
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
West, list this, this, this[Daz]
Leaving ************'s aborted, with no verbal support
With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
and make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck your brain
Finally realizing who the **** we are
would it be the greatest MC of all time
When I attack I crush your pride
I'm faced with the scars beyond this one bar
breaking in gas with the six-eight all day
I'm soon to count the bodies
[Tupac]
So you can be more familiar with the ***** you facing
Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stations
No more procrastination give up to fate, and get that *** shaking
Don't take your life for granted put that *** in the dirt
My lyrics motivate the planet
but thugged out, forgive me Janet
You know, the way the games get controlled
Told me Alize and Cristal blows your mind
Taking off my coat, clearing my throat
[Chorus: Method Man]
get in get in too (get on it)
I got my mind made up, come on
let it ride tonight's the night
[Kurupt]
of the bomb prophalaks for protection
Cause nowadays, ****'s evading the x-rays
I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MC's
Electrifying like thunder, I'm just too much
I'm an MC with lyrics that's the ****ing bom-bay
My rhymes, I leave a mark on your mind
There's no escape, nah I ain't blasting
Opposed to laughing, raw maniacal villain
Why is that? 'cause smiling faces deceive
My thoughts rip your throat and make it hard to breathe
In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mikes
I'm out the cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all
your already have an idea about the superior sphere
I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact

**** you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten Isle
Rarely do you see an MC out for justice
Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellen
*****s best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel
Now who wanna test Tical then touch Tical
Head banger boogie
Method Man roll too tight, you can pull me
Your vital statistics are low and falling fast
Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast
[Redman]
Non-believers get my **** and genitals backwards
Taste this, mad underground basement, **** I'm laced with
Funk Doctor who? Spock ***** don't get it twisted
to get the fresh package of bless, the dogs can't fetch
to bust till every ***** here drop, men I fear not
Since your crew suit you to shift now you claim that you get's lot
I'm dangerous like John the bomb analyst
My degrees freeze consecutively like EPMD LP's
So I erase the whole front row at the wake
I'm the one pushing the hearse in the first place
Pump for Rockafella for the day he got smoked
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
West, list this, this, this[Daz]
Leaving ************'s aborted, with no verbal support
With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
and make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck your brain
Finally realizing who the **** we are
would it be the greatest MC of all time
When I attack I crush your pride
I'm faced with the scars beyond this one bar
breaking in gas with the six-eight all day
I'm soon to count the bodies
[Tupac]
So you can be more familiar with the ***** you facing
Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stations
No more procrastination give up to fate, and get that *** shaking
Don't take your life for granted put that *** in the dirt
My lyrics motivate the planet
but thugged out, forgive me Janet
You know, the way the games get controlled
Told me Alize and Cristal blows your mind
Taking off my coat, clearing my throat
[Chorus: Method Man]
get in get in too (get on it)
I got my mind made up, come on
let it ride tonight's the night
[Kurupt]
of the bomb prophalaks for protection
Cause nowadays, ****'s evading the x-rays
I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MC's
Electrifying like thunder, I'm just too much
I'm an MC with lyrics that's the ****ing bom-bay
My rhymes, I leave a mark on your mind
There's no escape, nah I ain't blasting
Opposed to laughing, raw maniacal villain
Why is that? 'cause smiling faces deceive
My thoughts rip your throat and make it hard to breathe
In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mikes
I'm out the cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all
your already have an idea about the superior sphere
I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact

**** you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten Isle
Rarely do you see an MC out for justice
Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellen
*****s best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel
Now who wanna test Tical then touch Tical
Head banger boogie
Method Man roll too tight, you can pull me
Your vital statistics are low and falling fast
Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast
[Redman]
Non-believers get my **** and genitals backwards
Taste this, mad underground basement, **** I'm laced with
Funk Doctor who? Spock ***** don't get it twisted
to get the fresh package of bless, the dogs can't fetch
to bust till every ***** here drop, men I fear not
Since your crew suit you to shift now you claim that you get's lot
I'm dangerous like John the bomb analyst
My degrees freeze consecutively like EPMD LP's
So I erase the whole front row at the wake
I'm the one pushing the hearse in the first place
Pump for Rockafella for the day he got smoked
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
West, list this, this, this

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Track Listing


CD 1
  • 1 Ambitionz az a Ridah
  • 2 All Bout U
  • 3 Skandalouz
  • 4 Got My Mind Made Up
  • 5 How Do U Want It
  • 6 2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted
  • 7 No More Pain
  • 8 Heartz of Men
  • 9 Life Goes On
  • 10 Only God Can Judge Me
  • 11 Tradin War Stories
  • 12 California Love (remix)
  • 13 I Ain’t Mad at Cha
  • 14 What’z Ya Phone #
    CD 2
  • 1 Can’t C Me
  • 2 Shorty Wanna Be a Thug
  • 3 Holla at Me
  • 4 Wonda Why They Call U Bytch
  • 5 When We Ride
  • 6 Thug Passion
  • 7 Picture Me Rollin’
  • 8 Check Out Time
  • 9 Ratha Be Ya Nigga
  • 10 All Eyez on Me
  • 11 Run tha Streetz
  • 12 Ain’t Hard 2 Find
  • 13 Heaven Ain’t Hard 2 Find