Lyrics:
everything in the
Someone help me please universe within the light
Someone help me! Understanding
They already did 2Pac My children, all six
hands now"
"Clap your hands now"
Brothers know the flavs when the Quest gets loose
Slamming sucker fuckers like the wrestler Zeus
Crazier than 2Pac
don’t want no conversation, Don’t want no friends
I just take all these percs until the pain ends
Better Dayyyys
I just need me some better days
2Pac said
grew up hearin' 2Pac "So Many Tears"
That's when I fell in love with rap and said, "I'm supposed to be there"
Jay had Reasonable Doubt 1, 2 and Volume
Kitty on fleek, it's popping, I'm Mary Poppins
Just for the record, that hard is what I'm copping
Blasting 2Pac in some fishnet stockings
You know you
old talk left me confused
You'd rather be old rich me or new you?
And old niggas, y'all stop actin' brand new
Like 2Pac ain't have a nose ring too,
Moshin' to nostalgic rock shit, I'm Brock
Bitch
Semi-automatic might blast like Team Rocket
Wait, and tell 'em I'm mixing that
Slayer with that 2Pac
Man'll pull out the ting and Bucky O'Hare
Man are old school, 2Pac had hair
Man are old school, 2Pac was here
Man are old school just like Ghostbusters
the second Celebrity Deathmatch (ding ding)
So tell the medic to bring the medication and quickly (hurry up man!)
I'm sicker than a 2Pac dedication to Biggie
"Why"?
Is it that nobody calls?
I want to be like Big Pun
So you can call me Big Papa
Walking with 2Pac
Motherfuckers why que pasa
I feel like
(Ha ha haha) uh, yeah
One time representin' for Ron G (yeah)
You know what I'm sayin'? (That's right)
Thug Life in effect
(baaby) , 2Pac and Big
bitches too raw
Get around more than 2Pac
I'm tired of get'n hurt by all the ones That's s'posed to love me
Granny praying to God for my Release so she hug
shots
A Lamborghini ain’t a mascot
But if you help your family you like 2pac
My brothers and my kin
I know they shoot a lot
That’s because they trained
you still fuck with Dr. Dre, get high
If you miss 2Pac and Nate, let's get high
I mean, every time you come to LA, get high
Ain't it good to you
endowed
I let it get around and then I get around
A 2Pac of condoms, lay the Biggie down
And then it's back to chasin' green faces
Don't talk to me
And they say we ain't hip-hop
Raised by Big Pop and 2Pac
Get your shit rocked
Smoke you like my pipe do
Ignite the flame (Lighter Sound)
If greatness was
to embarrass ya
The pair of us want to share the rush
Now put two up if you care too much now
I love my job
I'm puttin' in work
All the ladies in the crowd
shit bitch i still bump Jeezy
All these pussy niggas hatin i might need two Glocks
All eyes on me like I’m mackeveli 2pac
(Chrous)
I feel like
Who sing this?"
"Slim Shady, his tape is dope, I love it
It's rugged, but he needs to quit talking all that drug shit"
It was predicted by a medic
on girlfriend, I'm just messing wit' ya
You know I never play you
Out like a velcro mustache
Especially when you're giving up 'nough ass
And it don't stop on 2Pac
you mothafuckers want Shady)
The lost begotten seed of 2Pac (if Pac was still here now)
To lead this industry into the ways of the man (he would never
Immortalz)
And 2Pac Makaveli outlaw Immortalz
You know how we do this shit nigga
Give me my money in stacks
And lace my bitches with dime figures
Real niggas
this be a message to the ghetto when will this shit stop
we lost 2 ill niggaz B.I.G and 2pac
this goes to all of us so peep the session from your
This be a message to the ghetto when will this shit stop
We lost 2 ill niggaz BIG and 2Pac
This goes to all of us so peep the session from your nigga
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