When We Ride – Song and Lyrics by 2Pac


Discover the poetic beauty in ‘When We Ride’ by 2Pac. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 2Pac or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.

Outlaw Immortalz
Bow down to somethin’ greater than yourself trick
Individuals capable of enormous amounts of chin checks and eye swolls
They know
You watchin’ but you ain’t seein what lies before you, beatch
Picture if you will seven deadly human beings
Blessed with the gift of speech, the power to reach
Each n**** on every street
May the Heavenly Father look down and be proud
Of what transpired since the day the seed was planted
The G grew but we knew he’d rise up quick
Smoked out, loc’ed out, all into s***
Just me and my dogs livin’ like hogs
Outlaw Immortalz
What follows is the story, what proceeded was the glue
What lies between is the fiction
Don’t f*** around and make it true

Ha ha ha ha ha ha
My adversaries crumble when we rumble it’s a catastrophe
I pull revenge on b**** n****s that blasted me
Plus my alias is Makaveli
A loaded three-fifty-seven with hollow points to a n**** bellt
Bust him to see if he bleed, he shoulda never f***ed around
With a sick-a** n**** like me
They call my name out and n****s run, best be prepared
For the Outlawz, here we come

They call me Hussein Fatal, it’s a two game table
I’m robbin’ ya n****s cradle wit a knife in your navel
Rap-related criminally activated and evil
I wouldn’t wanna be you behind my f***in’ Desert Eagle
Till the end, I’m tellin all friends and enemies
You see what I got to make you freeze, to touch me you need ten of these
Complete most, wanted on the streets of the East coast
Young Gunz fire and n****s bleed, I see Mo

I be shinin’ like white diamonds and crystal, glistenin’ holdin’ pistols
The mission’s simple, fold up and roll up dead presidentials
Sew up all the potential, million, billion dollar baller potential
Sort it, oughta call on a n**** I’ll be sure to get you
Take cash bro, fast yo, for my Kastro
Blast and I’ma last yo past all these Glass Joes
And a**holes who claim, like they be runnin’ thangs
I be gunnin’ those same n****s runnin’ late, to their fate

My alias is motherf***in’ Na-poleon, and I’d rather be
Robbin’ again before these motherf***ers leave me sufferin’
But the s*** ain’t nothin’, and I got no time for no bluffin’
Befo’ a n**** finish with puttin in work I betta end up with somethin’
I think these n****s got the game f***ed up
If they don’t believe, that a young n**** like me, would bust (Boo-Yaa!)
Perhaps it’s a must, I’m facin’ cases, f*** probation
Is what I’m screamin when these money hungry cops be chasin’

Thug n**** till we die, no mercy
On these playa hatin’ b****es, ask me why, when we ride!
Thug n**** till we die, no mercy
On these playa hatin’ b****es, ask me why, when we ride!

It’s the imperial serial killer, alias Mussolini
Mentally unstable G status, so you can’t see me
Drug warlord, riding Concorde jets
Rag Vette’s, shakin’ b****es and snitches and trippin’ on sets
Ingle-Watts banger, keepin’ one in the chamber
For the anger that I build inside, when it’s time to ride
Suicidal thoughts lurk f***in’ no end to revenge
F*** any, my alias Mussolini

They call me Idi, from the side of seedy
Young n**** greedy, so I’m runnin’ up on these n****s easy
It ain’t nothin’, ’cause if they wantin’ somethin’, so I’ma commence
To dumpin’ stomp down and struck up while my beat is bumpin’, thuggin’
To my f***in’ last nut, with Lo-Pole and Kastro
Who you thought was on that a**hole, don’t ask though
Outlaw Immortalz doin’ this dit-nirt on the sli-zow
Ain’t no chance to hide when we ride

My alias Khadafi, Trump tight so feds can’t copy
Six-three and c***y quick to hit your b**** if she drop me
Severely addicted to livin’ like a f***in’ felon
While beefin’ with rookie cops the cookie rocks a n**** sellin’
Since a short I been livin’ life defiant, nickel plated chrome
Got this baby Capone lookin’ like a giant, and I ain’t lyin’
It’s like it’s me against myself with all these
Backstabbin’ snakes grabbin’ at my f***in’ wealth

Mo Khomeini goes terrorist, mad man killer
The bottom of the river where the body lays and shivers
I’m that n**** with the fifty cap pouch, with the murderous stacks
That increase, while these motherf***ers eat beef
It’s been a long road, a lot of episodes
And as the glock loads, I gotta teach hoes
Reach hoes, make em feel a n**** when I’m mashin’
Now I’m surpassin’ any assassin

Thug n**** till we die, no mercy
On these playa hatin’ b****es, ask me why, when we ride!
Thug n**** till we die, no mercy
On these playa hatin’ b****es, ask me why, when we ride!

Thug n**** till we die, no mercy
On these playa hatin’ b****es, ask me why, when we ride!
Thug n**** till we die, no mercy
On these playa hatin’ b****es, ask me why, when we ride!

Ha ha ha ha, Outlaw Immortalz baby
Y’all n****s can’t fade this ol crazy s***
Makaveli, Hussein, Kastro, Khadafi, Mussolini
Amin, Naploleon, Khomani
What y’all really wanna do?
Haha like them n****s said
“What would you do? If you could f*** with me and my crew”
He ha ha ha ha ha, Thug Life, yeah n****
Flashin’ on n****s
Thug Life right? This year we Thug Life
But we Outlaw Immortalz
We die n****, but we multiply, we like legends n****
Like I’ll make you famous motherf***er
I’m talkin’ about Newsweek and Time Magazine and all that ol’ good s***
My n****s make the papers baby
My n****s make the front page
Multiple gunshots