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Seaten Hall is in the house and Dayton is too
Wesely is down, cause it's in Flint town
So all you Flint muthafuckas listen to what I say
Throw you hands in
Well he lit you up
Like amber waves in his movie show
He fixed you up real good
Till I don't know you anymore
From ballet class to a lap dance
heaven sent 
Keep a good head on your shoulders 
Every arrow needs a fine piece flint 

So promise me before you go 
follow your arrow, 
You will
hands up high
R.i.p. To 2Pac
Get yo' hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
***** roll that good ****
Get yo' hands up high, hands up high, hands
digger gorgeous tryna get me
I run game on a bitch, one Mississippi two Mississippi
Flint nigga in the spot til they pop one and the cops come like (woo!)
passed him by

Now at 70 he can see the light
And he knows he's never been very bright
But he's done his best as he's travelled by
And now all he can
and low on luck
And big on driving diesel trucks
And knows the boys that built them by the sound

Most of his lifetime he’s been wasted
On the wine
played so sweet and high
They knew he had never
Been on their T.V.
So they passed his music by
I meant to go over and ask for a song
Maybe put on a harmony
to hear him
Though he played so sweet and high
They knew he had never
Been on their t.v.
So they passed his music by
I meant to go over and ask for
him
Though he played so sweet and high
They knew he had never
Been on the TV screen

So they passed his music by
I meant to go over and ask for
him
Though he played so sweet and high
They knew he had never
Been on their T.V.
So they passed his music by
I meant to go over and ask for a song
on my body
The new Gucci has less monograms, God’s got him
Let he without sin cast the first stone
So I built that all glass quad level first home
loves a bird
I guess he's always been a good man
In the worst sense of the word

The good knights went out to save the day
In the age of the crusades
the hood, park at the club and find your ride on bricks
Down where I dwell, them boys ain't ??? so motherfuck your crew
Bring weed I smoke and sell more coke
flossin' money, so they pull a ratchet: what's good?
It happens in Compton, happens in Queens, happened to Big L
Happened to Chinx and 2Pac in that
mornin', so put a smile upon your face
Being alive is no disgrace
You can make it a better place,
By havin' yourself a good mornin'

So put a smile upon
has smiled on
He has been good to me

Now I've been through some things that
I thought were unnecessarily 
Were way too much to carry
All by
payment on his tombstone
He's not alone his whole life has been out
On a limb. Just look at him, watch
Him get smashed and race bikes so fast
Just don't
been thinking 'bout this year a lot
Whether I've been a good girl or not
Santa promised he won't get mad
Sometimes it feels so good to be bad
I
wouldn't believe that he's shot

But we'd run over there and there was so many folks around
That we couldn't see him but some lady was standin' there
wouldn't wanna tangle with a grizzly bar
Or step on a copperhead snake
So if you cross his path you better beware
Been wounded by a woman
He's
and he said
"That was a report of a pistol"

And I thought I was gonna faint when he said it
"Mr. Garfield's been shot down, shot down, shot down
Mr.
two Mississippi (Yeah!)
Flint nigga in the spot
'til they pop one and the cops come like (Woo!)
Mothafuckas own a shotgun
Like a pop gun and they
a fight

[chorus:]
Fiver in his pocket
He's going out tonight
A fiver in his pocket
He's having a good time

as the years go by, he'll hold his head up high
he's the one to see

Charlie's been make boots over there
He says, about fifty some-odd years
And once you wear a pair of his hand-made boots
You know