Military Minds
2Pac Lyrics


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Stand in formation, my motherfuckin' real troopers
Let's do it like soldiers - all and together now!
Ready? Hell yeah, y'all niggas better get ready
No retreat, no surrender, death before dishonor motherfucker!
Do it to 'em, c'mon never die thuggish, uhh - YES YES YES
Say what? (Eastside, Westside ride) Where ya at, where ya at?
Where my real thugs, where ya at, where ya at?
Where my real thugs, where ya at, where ya at?
Where my real thugs, where ya at?
Hehehe, send cases to the drug dealer
Real thugs, where ya at? You motherfuckin' home
Do it to 'em, do it to 'em
They love the way we do it to 'em, we do it to 'em

Suppress the revolution of premeditated scheme
Introduce a drug called crack to us ghetto teens
Got a law for raw niggas, now, playa what it be like?
When will niggas see they got us bleedin' with three strikes
Can't seem to focus hopeless, with violent thoughts I wrote this
Got these Devils petrified, hidin' from my hocus-pocus
And so I learned to earn my currency and over time
Affiliated, clearly click a military mind
May God forgive us though we dwell inside a paradox
Thugged out and drug dealin', from the womb to the block
My live mind got me survivin' five rounds (shots)
My forty-five got me fortified with live rounds
When shit's thick we plot hits, when our Glock spits
All hail, out on bail, wrath of the 2Pacalypse
Forever ghetto necessary picture food stamps
Outlaw Thug Niggas never left the boot camp

They called us for assignment, one of the squad's finest
Skills in guerilla warfare and blessed with refinement
My rap sheet, contains sections of bomb sessions
Says I'm responsible for black Smif-N-Wessun
Puttin likkle yout's in a military state of mind
Dangerous like chronic and yard when combined
Cocoa Brovaz 'pon de borderline
Test de sound and ye dead same ti-ime

Man to man, I'm facin' the Devil with a plan
Judo stance, first glance, I'm makin' my advance
Animal instincts, intelligence of an assassin
Masked men, ninjas that surround me, ready to attack
I react swiftly, what father taught me sticks with me
Never forget the method, stick and move strictly
Shit be seemin' like it's closin' in
With no regrets I hold position
Cause I suppose I'm one of the chosen men

Picture being put in a position to move
And you can't move cause your move is blocked by the knight
At twelve o'clock, that's when the madness begins
So I start to focus in, my thoughts on the war
Cause the rule is the law, and the law that we live by
Is to stay true to self, in this case, BDI
Why try if ya body lie
By the block true soldier mentality, this is how we rock and roll
(This is how we ride)

Stick and move, time to show 'em how to make a move
Or get moved on, let's see who strong

In the gaze of the strange, where nothin stays the same
Where new faces come through with similar game
Now who you thought was them, really ain't
They catchin' deja vu's of the game people play
It's a call for readjustment, fine tune yo' position
You slippin' and trippin' 'stead of bobbin and dippin'
But never let this world of stress get the best of me
Takin' breathin' techniques, slay you with Tai-Chi

What does it take, to get a break in the world of snakes
And dose who fake
Elimination I'm facin' destruction
Outlawed, so I duck and down, fo'-fo' is bustin', no one to trust in
Rushin' to the goal line
Catch a nigga beat him treat him like he stole mine
No swine I'm a soldier, soldier I control mine
Time to, take you, back into time - follow dis here

One way out, this black hole
For this black soul, shit is outta control
I'm fightin' for my position to be a fetus in this world I'm enterin'
And my face is sentencin' for repentance
Before my body was fully formed into a human
I was already consumin' weed
Cause my moms used to smoke back in the 70's
Maybe that's why in the 90's I drop G's when I drop degrees
When I ease across the block with 'Pac
Got all y'all niggas shocked
You didn't think Boot Camp Clik would link, with a Outlaw mind?
If you do you press rewind
And you can peep guerilla tactics in every line

Yeah, and this is how we do it!
Where my real thugs, where they at?
Let me, see my real thugs, now where ya at?
Won'tcha, see my real thugs, where ya at?
Let me, see my real thugs, where ya at now?
Where my real thugs, let me see, where ya at?
Tell me where my real thugs gots to see, where ya at?
Where's my soldiers, where ya at?
Where my real soldiers, where ya at?
Where my soldiers at; where ya at, where ya at?
Get yo' strap my nigga; where ya at, where ya at?
Where my soldiers at; where ya at, what ya at?
Getcha, thug niggas where ya at, witcha strap?
Where my soldiers at, where my true thug niggas
No longer drug dealers cause we now, thug niggas
Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers
Cause we now, thug niggas, let me, where my
Where my soldiers at?, put your pistols in the air
Where my soldiers at?, put yo' guns up
Tell me where my soldiers at?, put yo' pistols in the air
Where my soldiers? My true thug rollers
Yes, it just doesn't quit, yes
This is that real hip-hop shit, yes!
Fuck what you heard
From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word
Where my soldiers? Where my soldiers at?
Where my soldiers? Where my soldiers at?
Put yo' hand on the pistol, put yo' pistols in the air
Where my soldiers at? Where my soldiers at?
Where my soldiers? Where my soldiers at?
Where my soldiers? Where my soldiers at?




When Bob Dole and Delores Tucker wanna know
Where my soldiers at? Go vote!

Overall Meaning

"Military Minds" is a rap song by 2Pac featuring Buckshot and Coco Brothers. The lyrics urge real thugs to stand up and fight like soldiers. The song speaks about the revolution of premeditated schemes initiated by introducing drugs to teenagers in the ghettos. The law for raw n***as got the innocents bleeding with three strikes and without any hope or focus. The song presents the idea of having a military mind and making a difference in society by being affiliated, earning currency, and surviving five rounds of life.


The lyrics also talk about facing the devil with a plan and having animal instincts and intelligence like an assassin. It talks about the need to adjust and fine-tune a position and taking breathing techniques to combat stress. The song calls for elimination and destruction of the enemy, and urges real thugs to become true soldiers by controlling themselves, their guns, and time.


Line by Line Meaning

Stand in formation, my motherfuckin' real troopers
Let's come together like real soldiers and stand in formation


Let's do it like soldiers - all and together now!
Let's act like soldiers and move as one unit


Ready? Hell yeah, y'all niggas better get ready
Are you ready? You better be ready


No retreat, no surrender, death before dishonor motherfucker!
We will not back down, we will not retreat no matter what happens, we'd rather die than dishonor ourselves


Do it to 'em, c'mon never die thuggish, uhh - YES YES YES
Come on let's show them how we do it, let's live our lives to the fullest without fear of death


They love the way we do it to 'em, we do it to 'em
People love the way we live our lives without fear and we continue to do it every day


Suppress the revolution of premeditated scheme
The system tries to keep us oppressed and from revolting against it with their schemes


Introduce a drug called crack to us ghetto teens
The system tried to keep us down by introducing dangerous drugs in our community like crack especially targeting young people


Got a law for raw niggas, now, playa what it be like?
They made laws that targeted those who grew up in poverty or bad areas. It's not right, is it?


When will niggas see they got us bleedin' with three strikes
When will people realize that the 'three-strikes' law is harming us more instead of benefiting us?


My forty-five got me fortified with live rounds
My weapon is loaded with live ammunition and is ready to use when I need it


Forever ghetto necessary picture food stamps
We will always be from the ghetto and live in poverty, and we will never forget about the times when we relied on government assistance like food stamps


But never let this world of stress get the best of me
I will always fight and not let this difficult world get the best of me, I will remain strong


Takin' breathin' techniques, slay you with Tai-Chi
I use breathing and martial arts techniques like Tai-Chi to slow myself down and stay calm even in stressful situations


Where my soldiers at?, put yo' pistols in the air
Where my true soldiers at? Raise your weapons in the air


When Bob Dole and Delores Tucker wanna know
When politicians like Bob Dole and Delores Tucker want to know where we are, we need to show up and vote




Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: DARRELL A. JR. YATES, KENYATTA S. BLAKE, MARVIN DARRELL HARPER, TEKOMIN B. WILLIAMS, TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@fezzybt

Stand in formation
My motherfucking real troopers
Lets do it like soldiers
All in together now
Ready?
Hell yeah
No retreat no surrender
Death before dishonor motherfucker
Do it to them
Come on
Never got thuggish
Uhh
Yes yes YES
Say whut
Westide eastside ride
Where you at?, where you at?
Where my real thugs?
Where you at?, where you at?
Where my real thugs?
Where you at?, where you at?
Where my real thugs?
Where you at? (Huhuhu)
The cases of a drug dealer
Real thugs, where you at?
Yo a motherfucking army
Do it to them
Do it to them
They love the way we do it to them
We do it to them
Calvary
Suppress the revolution of premeditated scheme [echo]
Introduce a drug called crack
To us ghetto teens [echo]
Got a law for raw niggas now
Playa what it be like? [echo]
When will niggas see they got us bleeding with 3 strikes [echo]
Can't seem to focus
Hopeless
With violent thoughts
I wrote this
Got these devils petrified
Hiding from my hocus pocus
And so I learned to earn my currency
And over time [echo]
Affiliated
Clearly click a military mind [echo]
May god forgive us
Though we dwell inside a paradox
Thugged out and drug dealing
From the womb to the block [echo]
My live mind got me surviving 5 shots [echo]
My 45 got me fortified with live rounds
When shit stick
We plot hits
When our block spits
All hail
Out on bail
Wrath of 2pacalypse [echo]
Forever ghetto
Necessary picture food stamps
Outlaw thug niggas
Never left the boot camp
I'm a nigga for assignment
One of the suqads finest [echo]
Skilled in gorilla warfare
And blessed
Work with firearm [echo]
My rap shit
Contains sections of bomb sessions
Says I'm responsible for black smith and wessons [echo]
Putting up on ?? in the military state of mind [echo]
Dangerous like chronic and yard when combined
Cocoa Brovas pan the borderline [echo]
That's the sound and your dead son
Man to man
I'm facing the devil with a plan [echo]
Judo stance
First glance
I'm making my advance [echo]
Animal instincts
Intelligence of an assassin [echo]
Mask my ninja style
Surround me ready to attack [echo]
I react swiftly
What father taught me sticks with me [echo]
Never forget the methods stick and move strictly [echo]
Shit be seeming like its closing in
With no regrets I hold position
Cause I circles
I'm one of the chosen men [echo]
Picture being put in position to move [echo]
And you can't move
Cause your move is blocked by the knight at 12 O'clock
That's when the madness beings [echo]
So I start to focusing
My thoughts on the war
Cause the rule is the law [echo]
And the law that we live by is to stay true to self
In this case beady eye [echo]
Why try
Everybody lie
About the block
True soldier mentality
This is how we rock and move [echo]
Stick and move
Time to show what kinda nigga
Move or get moved on
Lets see whos strong [echo]
In the days of the strange
Where nothing stays the same
With new faces come through with similar game [echo]
And who you thought them
Really ain't they (echo)
Catching deja vu
Of the game people play [echo]
It's a call for re-adjustment
Fine tune your positions
You slipping and tripping
Instead of bobbing and dipping [echo]
Will never let this world of stress get me [echo]
Taking breathing techniques
Slay you with tai chi [echo]
What did you change
To get a break
In the world of snakes
And those who fake
Elimination I'm facing
Destruction
Outlaw till I duck down [echo]
From po po's bustin'
No one to trust in
Rushing to the goal line
Catch a nigga
Beat him
Treat him like he stole mine [echo]
No swine
I'm a soldier
Told cha I control mine [echo]
Time to take you back into time
Follow this here
One way out
This black hole
For this black soul
Shit is outta control
I'm fighting for my position
To be a fetus in this world I am entering [echo]
And my face is sentencing for repentance [echo]
Before my body was fully formed into a human [echo]
I was already consuming weed
Cause my mom's use to smoke back in the 70's [echo]
Maybe that's why in the 90's
I drop g's when I drop degrees [echo]
When I ease across the block
With Pac [echo]
And got all you niggas shot
You didn't think
Boot Camp click would link
With the outlaw minded
If you do you press rewind
And you can peep gorilla tactics in every line
Yeah
And this is how we do it
Where my real thugs?
Where they at?
Let me see my real thugs
Where you at
Wont you see my real thugs
Where you at
Let me see my real thugs
Where u at
Now
Where my real thugs
Let me see where you at
Tell me where my real thugs
Gots to see where you at
Where's my soldiers
Where you at
Where's my real soldiers
Where you at
Where my soldiers at
Where you at
Where you at
Get your strap my nigga
Where you at?
Where you at?
Where my soldiers at
Where you at?
Where you at?
Hit your thug niggas
Where you at?
With your strap
Where my soldiers at
With my true thug niggas
No longer drug dealers
Cause we now thug niggas
Where my soldiers at?
No longer drug dealers
Cause we now thug niggas
Let me
Where my
Where my soldiers at
Put your pistols in the air
Where my soldiers at
Put your guns up
Tell me where my soldiers at
Put your pistols in the air
Where my, soldiers
My true thug rollers
Yes
It just doesn't quit
Yes
This is that real hip hop shit
Yes
Fuck what you heard
From the ghetto to the 'burbs
Know we meant every word
Where my soldiers
Where my soldiers at
Where my soldiers
Where my soldiers at
Put your hand on your pistol
Point your pistols in the air
Where my soldiers at
Where my soldiers at
Where my soldiers
Where my soldiers at
Where my soldiers
Where my soldiers at
When Bob Dole and Deloris Tucker wanna know, where my soldiers at
Code Fo'



All comments from YouTube:

@rayhanes1347

Pac was born to do this. Nobody did it better.

@sayanmitra2978

Definition

@maximilianolira6372

Nobody!!

@jungwooishere

this song so underated

@Tumor.Island

Word bro, I've thought the same thing since 98 when I first heard this song ๐Ÿ’ฏ

@squirtp9425

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@quheylan1453

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@kaseyhussle

โ€œNo retreat, no surrender, death before dishonourโ€

@kenk4269

The greatest to ever do it.๐Ÿ’ฏโค๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ rest in peace.

@dramacydal7204

Suppress the revolution a premeditated scheme introduce a drug called crack to us ghetto teens- damn what a line loved pac since 1990 with Digitial Same song

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