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2Pac died
Puttin' dust in they weed, after they heard How High
KRS was the main one, I heard Stay Wise
Before, N.W.A., you never thought of drive-by
2Pac died
Puttin' dust in they weed, after they heard How High
KRS was the main one, I heard Stay Wise
Before, N.W.A., you never thought of drive-by
the government can't stand us
Running from the police
Let me proceed
A letter to the pen
Respect to my OGs
I keep saying
Fuck the music in my radio
2pac
2Pac died
Puttin' dust in they weed, after they heard How High
KRS was the main one, I heard Stay Wise
Before, N.W.A., you never thought of drive-by
me game so I'm hustlin', 
Pour out some liquor for my niggas 
2pac is still strugglin' 
My niggga breed new the time, 
Whether its rhyme or crime,
If you mothafuckers want Shady
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And ja said he shall be the lost begotten seed of 2pac
To lead this industry into the ways of the man
me game so I'm hustlin', 
Pour out some liquor for my niggas 
2pac is still strugglin' 
My niggga breed new the time, 
Whether its rhyme or crime,
was Diddy
When it came to the music then she got real picky
From New York, but preferred 2Pac over Biggie
No disrespect to Ms. Wallace, but she liked
How can Lynch be wrong?
How can 2Pac be wrong? Bitch!

Come gangsta
Throw your rags in the air
And know that nobody there
Will compare to your
get the digits to my new spot
not the old gotta new flaw
come in pairs like 2 socks
me and you against the world like 2pac
and i hope you got your crew
On the radio
Whoa, oh, oh 
On the radio 
 
Played in shorter version:
If you think that love isn't found on the radio
Well tune right in you made find
This is another hit from Biz Markie
Dedicated to the radio, not he or she
Be-cause it's time for them to get recognized
This is my version
shit

All day long you been workin' baby
And all night long I'm gon be workin' baby
Feelin' up on ya like I'm suppose to
Pinning me up on ya like
bother to plead

High, over the limit, got to take it slow
Concentrate, kill the radio
It's not the first time, it'll be the last
I've said that
will have to change, yeah
Say, you might be down today
But never you lose your faith (Never you lose your faith)
Just take it day by day by day by day by
Holiday
And I come home
I hope to see this boy I know
I cant wait for us to be alone

Flipping through the radio
We sing along to the indie show
Once upon a time, not long ago
When gangstas rocked waves sold dope and sniffed lo'
There was a young G by the name of Shyne Poe
Puttin' it down,
O.M.B. could provide that power
Power, from the brothers in black (ha!)
No radio can stop this track (ha!)
The Ridd, yeah, gettin rid of MC's
I get them
the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin, 16 he was stuntin
Al B. Sure nigga with
the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin, 16 he was stuntin
Al B. Sure nigga with
the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin, 16 he was stuntin
Al B. Sure nigga with
Underground left and right pair surround sound can't be scared 
Plea the ams radio tapes that he jammed 
Golden chrome, desert eagle never left at home 
Flip
Underground left and right pair surround sound can't be scared 
Plea the ams radio tapes that he jammed 
Golden chrome, desert eagle never left at home 
Flip
the teachers even more by police's
How he get that cash today his father passed away
Left him with a little somthin' 16 he was stuntin'
Al B Sure nigga with
the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin, 16 he was stuntin
Al B. Sure nigga with