Lyrics:
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Rest in peace
But please future me
Try to get to phase one
By phase 6 we'll have won
So make sure to master the plan
Before you make your master
profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be giant sized,
Come to my school. Get pimp-matized.
In your school, what do they
want to be,
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology, a pimp's profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be
sharing my views from the window seat
I've tried to keep it light and not get in too deep
But if I don't say this, the album's incomplete
We do it for
And put me down on my knees
I wrote an album a month
That´s what I´m best on i ain´t in a bed
But still I´m getting slept on
Trynna find another rapper
lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
better luck getting up on Sunday
So take my advice and sleep in
Or get ate by the guys that we bring
Like a date with your wife is a deep thing
So the hate
whole album
And I got like right towards the end of the song and then something shifted in me
And something just told me like what are you doing
First
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
i
Love me so much right now
New album coming this summer
I love being a voice of freedom when so
Many people are scared to speak up
The world needs
To clap
To adapt
Anything that u got
Monster on the loose
Tearing up booths
Where ya at Alabama
Left side
Right side
Up and down
All around
Front to back
can I trust in this cold world?
My phony homie had a baby by my old girl (oh-whoa)
But I ain't trippin', I'm a player, I ain't sweatin' him
I sex his
Picture this
Chillin comfortable
Sittin by the beach
Got the Sun up in my eyes got the sand below my feet
In Bermuda I'm coolin just to escape all
God by my side right now
Been at my lows
Seen my highs
So I'm finna slide right now
All in my bag
Doing my dance
Way too high to come down and drag
came
Out to play
So one day when my car was down I got a ride with brother Adrian to a neighborhood a few
Cities away to get some stock
It was in
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You
capable of
Was bad at rapping
Had to practice
Now I'm back in action
Tryna attract the masses with this little album packed with passion
Sometimes I be too
rap
But no Source never made me not buy an album
When they said it was wack
I walk in the party and just start bustin'
Right after I hear the last
rap
But no Source never made me not buy an album
When they said it was wack
I walk in the party and just start bustin'
Right after I hear the last
album bout you how that look girl
Della whats up with it
Why you getting so honest
It's cause the kids on his third album
And I swear he's still in
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
uh, uh, Memph Bleek in the house
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
to my feet so fluidly
I can't do nothing but smile
When I think of the misfortune I ain't thought of in awhile
My mental in so many portions
From plans
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