All eyez on me
2Pac Big Syke Lyrics


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Big Syke, Newt, Hank, Beugard, Big Sir
Y'all know how this shit go
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?

I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust
So many player-hatin' niggas 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 those cowards goin'
Well, are you still down? Nigga, holla when you see me
And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me
I got a caravan of niggas 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-oh 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 nigga's gettin' jealous and motherfuckers die
Depend on me like the first and fifteenth
They might hold me for a second, but these punks won't get me
We got four niggas in low riders and ski masks
Screamin', "Thug Life" every time they pass, all eyes on me

Live the life of a thug nigga 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 nigga until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high

Hey, to my nigga 'Pac

So much trouble in the world, nigga
Can't nobody feel your pain
The world's changin' every day, 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
Needy hookers 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, nigga, 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, nigga, keep on coastin'
Where you goin', I been there, came back as lonely, homie
Steady flowin' against the grain, niggas still don't know me
It's about the money in this rap shit, this crap shit
It ain't funny, niggas 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?
Niggas can't stand me, all eyes on me

Live the life of a thug nigga 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 nigga until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
All eyes on me

The feds is watchin', niggas 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 nigga until the day I die
Live my life as a boss player, 'cause even gettin' high
These niggas got me tossin' shit
I put the top down, now it's time to floss my shit
Keep your head up, nigga, 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

Live the life of a thug nigga 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 nigga until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
All eyes on me
All eyes on me

Pay attention, my niggas! See how that shit go?
Nigga walk up in this motherfucker and it be like, "Bing"
Cops (live my life as a thug nigga until the day I die)
Bitches (live my life as a boss playa, 'cause even gettin' high)
Every-motherfuckin'-body, I got bustas, hoes, and police watchin' a nigga, you know?
(Live my life as a thug nigga until the day I die)
(Livin' life as a boss playa, 'cause even gettin' high) all eyes on me
He he he, it's like what they think
I'm walkin' around with some keys in my pocket or somethin'
They think I'm goin' back to jail, they really on that dope
(Live my life as a thug nigga until the day I die)
I know y'all watchin' (live my life as a boss playa)
I know y'all got me in the scopes (live my life as a thug nigga until the day I die)
I know y'all know this is Thug Life, baby (live my life as a boss playa, 'cause even gettin' high)




Y'all got me under surveillance, huh?
All eyes on me, but I'm knowin'

Overall Meaning

"All Eyez on Me" by Big Syke, Newt, Hank, Beugard, Big Sir is an anthem for living the life of a thug and a boss player. The lyrics start by asserting the prominence of the OG and how all eyes are on them. However, the rapper then proceeds to question how many of these people can be trusted, as there are many player-haters who try to sound like them. The tone is aggressive, with the lyrics indicating a willingness to hit anyone they pass by. They also claim that they will live the life of a boss player until the day they die, and the future is in their eyes.


The second verse discusses the troubles of the world and how no one can understand your pain. The world is changing rapidly, and the singer is caught between various responsibilities like his woman and his pistol. He talks about the triple-beam, referencing a scale used for weighing drugs. He also discusses how he is lost in life and lives it with no plans, making him a crime boss. He packs a TEC to handle his illegal business and takes off from the curb. He also talks about his poverty and how he's worked his way up to his current life. The end of the verse references people, including law enforcement, watching him through surveillance or scopes.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Andre Harris, Andre Terry, Bryan James Sledge, James P. Pennington, Johnny Lee Jackson, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Tyruss Gerald Himes, Vidal Davis

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Comments from YouTube:

JayB

Big Syke's into on this song is arguably the most soulful in hip hop history.

zaid khan

Best voice in the whole industry BIG SYKE. The man was underestimated.

Frank Jackson

R.I.P Big Syke, finally met 2Pac in a thug heaven. thug amen.

Garrett

R.I.P Big Syke!!! We don't die we multiply!!

William O’Connell

Rest In Peace Big Syke. Picturing you rollin' in Heaven with Pac and the Outlawz smoking a fat blunt. Rest in Peace to the homie Big Syke.

Hubert #

Johnny j too :(

Jérémy R.

Much respect to Big Syke from Evil mind Gangstaz to Thug life and Outlawz. A real G selected by the God of Rap 2Pac to be one of the voices of his creed. RIP to both of these real minds.

J's Channel

don't sleep on big syke man was a beast mc that voice is legendary

SMA

Hell yeah. In my opinion, syke was the only outlaw that could touch Pac's level, he could hold his own... All the other Outlawz were noticeably a few steps down from Pac's level!

CallMeTony

timetorch113542 Big Syke is the reason why I love this song so much.

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