Killuminati removed from the Tupac song at Coachella! Hail Mary Lyrics Analyzed

Intro: Makaveli


This section was removed completely from the vocal track!
"Makaveli in this... Killuminati, all through your body
The blow's like a twelve gauge shotty"



Uhh, feel me!
And God said he should send his one begotten son
to lead the wild into the ways of the man
Follow me; eat my flesh, flesh and my flesh

Chorus: Makaveli

Come with me, Hail Mary
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

Verse One: Makaveli

I ain't a killer but don't push me
Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin pussy
Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words bein quoted
Peeped the weakness int he rap game and sewed it
Bow down, pray to God hoping that he's listenin
Seein niggaz comin for me, to my diamonds, when they glistenin
Now pay attention, rest in peace father
I'm a ghost in these killin fields
Hail Mary catch me if I go, let's go deep inside
the solitary mind of a madman who screams in the dark
Evil lurks, enemies, see me flee
Activate my hate, let it break, to the flame
Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim
Some say the game is all corrupted, #ed in this #
Stuck, niggaz is lucky if we bust out this #, plus
mama told me never stop until I bust a nut
# the world if they can't adjust
It's just as well, Hail Mary

Chorus 2X

Verse Two: Makaveli

Penetentiaries is packed with promise makes
Never realize the precious time the bitch niggaz is wastin
Instutionalized I lived my life a product made to crumble
But too hardened for a smile, we're too crazy to be humble, we ballin
Catch me father please, cause I'm fallin, in the liquor store
That's the Hennessee I hear ya callin, can I get some more?
Hail til I reach Hell, I ain't scared
Mama checkin in my bedroom; I ain't there
I got a head with no screws in it, what can I do
One life to live but I got nuttin to lose, just me and you
on a one way trip to prison, sellin drugs
We all wrapped up in this livin, life as Thugs
To my homeboys in Quentin Max, doin they bid
Raise hell to this real #, and feel this
When they turn out the lights, I'll be down in the dark
Thuggin eternal through my heart, now Hail Mary nigga

Chorus 2X

Verse Three: Kastro, Young Noble

They got a APB, out on my Thug family
Since the Outlawz run these streets, like these skanless freaks
Our enemies die now, walk around half dead
Head down, K blasted off Hennessee and Thai
Tryin it, mixed it, now I'm twisted blisted and high
Visions of me, Thug livin gettin me by
Forever live, and I multiply survived by Thugs
When I die they won't cry unless they comin with slugs

Peep the whole scene and whatever's goin on around me
Brain kinda cloudy, smoked out feelin rowdy
Ready to wet the party up, and whoever in that mother#er
Nasty new street, slugger my heat seeks suckers
on the regular mashin in a black Ac Integ-ra
Cock back, sixty seconds til the draw that's when I'm dead in ya
Feet first, you got a nice gat but my heat's worse
From a Thug to preachin church, I gave you love now you eatin dirt
Needin work, and I ain't the nigga to put you on
Cause word is bond when I was broke I had to hustle til dawn
That's when sun came up, there's only one way up
hold ya head and stay up, to all my niggaz get ya pay and weight up

If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks
Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate
to this # I don't got, be the # I gotta take
Dealin with fate, hoping God don't close the gate
If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks
Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate
to this # I don't got, be the # I gotta take
Dealin with fate, hoping God don't close the gate

Chorus (repeats in background)

Outro: Prince Ital

We've been traveling on this wavy road
Long time til I be take off this load
But we ride, ride it like a bullet
Hail Mary, Hail Mary
We won't worry everyting will come real
Free like the bird in the tree
We won't worry everyting will come real
Yes we free like the bird in the tree
We runnin from the penetentiary
This is the time for we liberty
Hail Mary, Hail Mary

Chorus

[Makaveli]
Westside, Outlawz, Makaveli the Don, Solo, Killuminati, The 7 Days

I thought it was kind of strange. So I had to put my own two cents in!

That is bizarre.. why the hell would they do that? It doesn't seem right to make changes like that. Maybe they had problems during production, or maybe some dickhead is just overly sensitive and decided to censor it.

Maybe they did it as to not cause some sort of alarm with people who don't know the song saying "OMG Kan YOU BeLEEVE IT??? TuPacs GhosT wuz SingeriN AboUt the IllUminAzis! I GotTa PosT a STatuS oN FACCCCEEBOOOOK NOW!!! Like Dis If yOu LoVe GOD and Haaaaatttttte duh DEvIl!!!!"

reply to post by Yazman


Or maybe "they" don't want him singing kill-illuminati

reply to post by nkultra


"...Cops are just as crooked as the ni**as they chasin'
Lookin' for role models
Our father figures is bases
Some say they expect Illuminati take my body to sleep
Ni**as at the party with they shotties
Just as rowdy as me
Before I flee computer chips
I gotta deal wit brothas flippin
I don't see no devils bleedin'
Only black blood drippin
We can change
Whatcha now say?"

Language Warning:



"Let me take you back in time, rewind to eighty-nine
Introduced me to this life of crime, but we was blind
Little nappy-haired juveniles, livin wild
No smiles on our faces, thirteen catchin cases
Indeed, it was misery
Driven by my own demons, cause they was killin me
How can I be sure I'll be saved soon?
Catch me dip into the light, of a stray moon
It's gettin deeper now, let me get yo' mind right
# yo' enemies, nigga grip yo' nine tight, tonight's the night
Murder murder Mr. Lucifer
Pictures of the devil DUCK when he shoot at cha, it's all political
Runnin from the future, escapin in the fog..."





AND Of Course... The missing part is at the beginning of the song here..

"Killuminati, 7 days."

This is the entire set. I wonder how much Illuminati BS is in it. I will have to watch it carefully later on today

Here is the real message:

Kill this, kill that, kill them.
Drive Bently's, wear lots of jewelry, and have lots of sex.

No wonder we have problems with some of our youth.

Originally posted by Violater1
Here is the real message:

Kill this, kill that, kill them.
Drive Bently's, wear lots of jewelry, and have lots of sex.

No wonder we have problems with some of our youth.

Really??
I think you are mistaken.
Tupac was the first person who helped me grow up into being a positive human being through his songs...
You should listen to the later ones. He dies at a very young age, and never got to really grow up. Don't compare him to 30 year old rappers bragiing about shooting people, when he was 25 and talking about having a political party and talking about ways to make communities stronger...

I miss Tupac, and I never met him... Didn't know about him till after he was dead.


and something if you have no attention span:

I agree but..... Tupac started out like every other punk ass gangsta rapper. His lyrics took on a positive form towards the end of his life. Scope the lyrics for...

Brenda's got a baby
Dear Mama
Do For Love
Unconditional Love
Letter To My Unborn
Better Dayz
Don't You Trust Me
Ghetto Gospel
Keep Ya Head Up
Changes

These songs are about respecting women, improving the ghetto, love and abolishing racism.

reply to post by Violater1


It's music man. If your going to blame rap on the problems with youth then i'm going to blame rock music for that massacre at Columbine and when any suburban kid spazes out and shoots kids at school.

If music has a greater influence on your children than you do, then you have failed as a parent to raise your child.. period. When i was a kid i was listening to this gansta stuff. And my parents made sure i knew the difference between right and wrong and what is being glamorized in song compared to how it works in life. Parent's nowadays are too damn lazy and would rather park their kid infront of the TV and let it raise them rather than do the job themselves. And those are the same parents who 5-8 years down the road are on Maury talking about how out of control their children are. Kids just don't suddenly wake up.. buck wild as hell for no reason.

Besides, rap back then was a reflection of what was going on in the hood. Don't kill the messenger if you child is listening to the lyrics. Change the station.

Responses like that i feel are just cheap copouts and excuses for parents to use when their kids tread that beaten path and they have no explaination.. so let's shift blame to someone else because it possibly can't be me!

Keep Ya Head Up-


Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne

[Verse One]
Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots
I give a holler to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares, if don't nobody else care
And uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot
When you come around the block brothas clown a lot
But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your head up
And when he tells you you ain't nuttin don't believe him
And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him
Cause sista you don't need him
And I ain't tryin to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em
You know it makes me unhappy (what's that)
When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman
I wonder why we take from our women
Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?
I think it's time to kill for our women
Time to heal our women, be real to our women
And if we don't we'll have a race of babies
That will hate the ladies, that make the babies
And since a man can't make one
He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one
So will the real men get up
I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up

[Chorus - repeat 2X]
Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna get easier
ooooo child things are gonna get brighter

[Verse Two]
Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me
He had me feelin like black was tha thing to be
And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tough
And though we had it rough, we always had enough
I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules
Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two
And I realize momma really paid the price
She nearly gave her life, to raise me right
And all I had ta give her was my pipe dream
Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen
I'm tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
It's hard to be legit and still pay tha rent
And in the end it seems I'm headin for tha pen
I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the wind
Last night my buddy lost his whole family
It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity
It seems tha rain'll never let up
I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up
You know it's funny when it rains it pours
They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor
Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is
it ain't no hope for tha future
And then they wonder why we crazy
I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby
We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup
And even though you're fed up
Huh, ya got to keep your head up

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
And uhh
To all the ladies havin babies on they own
I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin all alone
Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome
Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em
Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure
And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more
Cause ain't nuttin worse than when your son
wants to kno why his daddy don't love him no mo'
You can't complain you was dealt this
hell of a hand without a man, feelin helpless
Because there's too many things for you to deal with
Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless
While tears, is rollin down your cheeks
Ya steady hopin things don't all down this week
Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me
I was given this world I didn't make it
And now my son's getten older and older and cold
From havin the world on his shoulders
While the rich kids is drivin Benz
I'm still tryin to hold on to my survivin friends
And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but
please... you got to keep your head up

reply to post by Violater1


15 years ago it seemed as if you are right and this was just another cool song, yesterday the shizz got real


Killuminati - Tupac Shakur [called himself the Don of the Kill Illuminati crew]

Let it be prophesized; niqaz'll die because ya crew's goon
Around the way niqaz get murdered by the full moon
Heard it in whispered tones
...
Label me a threat
and I ain't even got started with this sh*t yet
...
Every niqa breathin pay attention
Bout to show you motherfu*kers how it feel, to drop a body
The simple gun to my lifestyle, Killuminati
...
[Kas] Yo Makaveli they can't stop you
[Pac] Hold it down
[Kas] Killuminati and we got you, got you
...
God damn now I'm a grown man, I follow no man
niqa got my own plan, and it's called Killuminati
...
Real as these tatt's on my body, and it's Killuminati
...
It don't get no realer than this
Makaveli the Don until I'm gone, I maintain

"Ghetto Gospel"
(feat. Elton John)

Uhh,
Hit them with a little ghetto gospel

[Chorus - Elton John:]
Those who wish to follow me (my ghetto gospel)
I welcome with my hands
And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
And peace to this young warrior without the sound of guns

[2Pac]
If I could recollect before my hood days
I'd sit and reminisce, thinking of bliss of the good days
I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to 'em
They tested, it was stress that they under
And nowadays things changed
Everyone's ashamed to the youth cause the truth looks strange
And for me it's reversed, we left them a world that's cursed, and it hurts
'cause any day they'll push the button
and you all condemned like Malcolm X and Bobby Hutton, died for nothing
Don't them let me get teary, the world looks dreary
but when you wipe your eyes, see it clearly
there's no need for you to fear me
if you take your time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me
it ain't about black or white, cause we're human
I hope we see the light before its ruined
my ghetto gospel

[Chorus - Elton John]

[2Pac]
Tell me do you see that old lady ain't it sad
Living out a bag, but she's glad for the little things she has
And over there there's a lady, crack got her crazy
Guess she's given birth to a baby
I don't trip and let it fade me, from outta the frying pan
We jump into another form of slavery
Even now I get discouraged
Wonder if they take it all back while I still keep the courage
I refuse to be a role model
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles
I make mistakes, I learn from everyone
And when it's said and done
I bet this Brother be a better one
If I upset you, don't stress
Never forget, that God hasn't finished with me yet
I feel his hand on my brain
When I write rhymes, I go blind, and let the lord do his thang
But am I less holy
'cause I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies
Before we find world peace
We gotta find peace and end the war on the streets
My ghetto gospel

[Chorus - Elton John]

[2Pac]
Lord can you hear me speak!!
To pay the price of being hell bound...

"Changes"

[1]
Come on come on
I see no changes. Wake up in the morning and I ask myself,
"Is life worth living? Should I blast myself?"
I'm tired of bein' poor and even worse I'm black.
My stomach hurts, so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch.
Cops give a damn about a negro? Pull the trigger, kill a nigga, he's a hero.
Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares? One less hungry mouth on the welfare.
First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal to brothers.
Give 'em guns, step back, and watch 'em kill each other.
"It's time to fight back", that's what Huey said.
2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead.
I got love for my brother, but we can never go nowhere
unless we share with each other. We gotta start makin' changes.
Learn to see me as a brother 'stead of 2 distant strangers.
And that's how it's supposed to be.
How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?
I'd love to go back to when we played as kids
but things changed, and that's the way it is

[Bridge w/ changing ad libs]
Come on come on
That's just the way it is
Things'll never be the same
That's just the way it is
aww yeah
[Repeat]

I see no changes. All I see is racist faces.
Misplaced hate makes disgrace to races we under.
I wonder what it takes to make this one better place...
let's erase the wasted.
Take the evil out the people, they'll be acting right.
'Cause both black and white are smokin' crack tonight.
And only time we chill is when we kill each other.
It takes skill to be real, time to heal each other.
And although it seems heaven sent,
we ain't ready to see a black President, uhh.
It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact...
the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks.
But some things will never change.
Try to show another way, but they stayin' in the dope game.
Now tell me what's a mother to do?
Bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you.
You gotta operate the easy way.
"I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way.
Sellin' crack to the kids. "I gotta get paid,"
Well hey, well that's the way it is.

[Bridge]

[Talking:]
We gotta make a change...
It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes.
Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live
and let's change the way we treat each other.
You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do
what we gotta do, to survive.

And still I see no changes. Can't a brother get a little peace?
There's war on the streets & the war in the Middle East.
Instead of war on poverty,
they got a war on drugs so the police can bother me.
And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do.
But now I'm back with the facts givin' 'em back to you.
Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp smack you up.
You gotta learn to hold ya own.
They get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone.
But tell the cops they can't touch this.
I don't trust this, when they try to rush I bust this.
That's the sound of my tune. You say it ain't cool, but mama didn't raise no fool.
And as long as I stay black, I gotta stay strapped & I never get to lay back.
'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs.
Some buck that I roughed up way back... comin' back after all these years.
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat. That's the way it is. uhh

[Bridge 'til fade:]
Some things will never change

"Unconditional Love"

(What y'all want?)
Unconditional Love (no doubt)
Talking bout the stuff that don't wear off
It don't fade
It'll last for all these crazy days
These crazy nights
Whether you wrong or you right
I'm a still love you
Still feel you
Still there for you
No matter what (hehe)
You will always be in my heart
With unconditional love

[Verse One:]

Come listen to my truest thoughts, my truest feelings
All my peers doing years beyond drug dealing
How many caskets can we witness
Before we see it's hard to live
This life without God, so we must ask forgiveness
Ask mama why i got this urge to die
Witness the tears falling free from my eyes
Before she could reply
Though we were born without a silver spoon
My broken down TV, show cartoons in my living room (hey)
One day I hope to make it
A player in this game
Mama don't cry, long as we try
Maybe things change
Perhaps it's just a fantasy
A life where we don't need no welfare
# with our whole family
Maybe it's me that caused it
The fighting and the hurting
In my room crying cause I didn't want to be a burden
Watch mama open up her arms to hug me
And I ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

[Chorus: 2x]

In this game the lesson's in your eyes to see
Though things change, the future's still inside of me
We must remember that tomorrow comes after the dark
So you will always be in my heart, with unconditional love

[Verse Two:]

Just got the message you've been calling all week
Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak
But you know, with you and me it's on G
We could never be enemies, cause you been such a good friend to me
Where would I be without my dogs
No wonder why when times get hard
Cause it ain't easy being who we are
Driven by my ambitions, desire higher positions
So I proceed to make Gs, eternally in my mission
Is to be more than just a rap musician
The elevation of today's generation
If could make 'em listen
Prison ain't what we need, no longer stuck in greed
Time to play and strategize, my family's gotta eat
When we make somethin out of nothing
No pleasure in the suffering, neighborhood would be good
If they could cut out all the busting
The liquor and the weed the cussing
Sending love out to my block
The struggle never stops (unconditional love)

[Chorus]

[Verse Three:]

I'll probably never understand ya ways
With everyday I swear I hear ya
Trying to change your ways while gettin paid at the same time
Just had a baby with the same eyes
Something inside, please let me die these are strange times
How come I never made it
Maybe it's the way the played it in my heart
I knew one day I gotta be a star
My hopes and all my wishes
So many vivid pictures, and all the currency
I'll never even get to see
This fast life soon shatters
Cause after all the lights and screams
Nothing but my dreams matter
Hoping for better days
Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry
Cause everythang gonna be alright
Just lay your head on my shoulder
Don't worry bout a thang baby
Girl I'm a soldier (huh)
Never treated me bad, no matter who I was
You still came with that, unconditional love

[Chorus 3x until fade]

reply to post by nkultra


I absolutely love changes and ghetto gospel.

Such pretty songs.

I can play those in my head just reading your lyrics, Including all the sound effects..

Originally posted by Dustytoad

Originally posted by Violater1
Here is the real message:

Kill this, kill that, kill them.
Drive Bently's, wear lots of jewelry, and have lots of sex.

No wonder we have problems with some of our youth.

Really??
I think you are mistaken.
Tupac was the first person who helped me grow up into being a positive human being through his songs...
You should listen to the later ones. He dies at a very young age, and never got to really grow up. Don't compare him to 30 year old rappers bragiing about shooting people, when he was 25 and talking about having a political party and talking about ways to make communities stronger...

I miss Tupac, and I never met him... Didn't know about him till after he was dead.

and something if you have no attention span:

edit on 4/18/2012 by Dustytoad because: (no reason given)

edit on 4/18/2012 by Dustytoad because: (no reason given)

Really?
Really!
How did he die?

Originally posted by cenpuppie

Besides, rap back then was a reflection of what was going on in the hood. Don't kill the messenger if you child is listening to the lyrics. Change the station.

Responses like that i feel are just cheap copouts and excuses for parents to use when their kids tread that beaten path and they have no explaination.. so let's shift blame to someone else because it possibly can't be me!

edit on 18-4-2012 by cenpuppie because: (no reason given)

I didn't grow up in the hood, though I did live near some projects.
I was/am a poor white guy. Cops messed with me a lot, but not even close to how they messed with him.

Tupac lead me through hating Cops and up on into wanting to change the world.
He grew up, and I grew up.
If only he had more time to change his image.

This piece of this giant documentary explains his evolution quite well, and how he should not be judged on one point in his life, and that he is a changing man.

reply to post by Violater1


I don't think you are getting it. And you did not watch the videos. You did however quote a giant post...

He was Shot.
The police stifled the investigation because some of the Cops seem to have been involved in the Murder.

I propose that he was killed by the Elite, not some gang member.
People have sued to get the case investigated (former cops) and they were warned to stay away.

MTV LIVE... Have you EVER seen anything this positive on MTV??
He's probably 22 in this Video..
think about THAT...





I will leave you with a hand typed from memory message from Pac.

"If I choose to Ride, Thugging till the day I die,
They don't give a ___ about us.
But If I choose to rise, a hero in they childrens eyes,
Now they give a ___ about us."

He was saying that "they" did not like his positive influence on people like me, but also and especially on black men.

I really can't figure out a reason why they would remove it...I wonder if its a trademark or something. Maybe they can't play the word because then they would have to pay someone every time they did. Kinda like "lets get ready to rumble"

(edited for typo)