Lyrics:
the sky (sky), my eyes open wide (ayy, bro, is that Jambo?)
All eyes on me, but I'm no 2Pac
I'm a Goat, I'm a boss, I'm a leader (woo)
Won't settle for
Bruder
Unser Style prägte mehr Kanaken als 2Pac
Du hast mit 19 noch Techno konsumiert
Ich war mit 19 beim Echo nominiert
Ehrenmann, Werdegang, das
électronique
Le rap game envoie des pics, étudie mes techniques
Je pratique sans théorie le hardcore le plus authentique
Rap game
2pac Biggie
Myspace
North Korea
I know god isn't real 'cause no
God would keep you alive
And kill 2Pac and Aaliyah
I would rather get mauled by a bear
Or have somebody spill
big on 2Pac shit, like Notorious
Golden state of mind, this ain't no crime, we just Warriors
And ever since I recognized what I was doing here
I've
just a nut
No homo, I can do that with my hand, bitch
What? Bitch I think I'm 2Pac
Bitch I think I'm 2Pac
Niggas talk that shit 'til they
Get their ass
chains on me
Super slavery
Bandana tied 2Pac thug life
Who down to ride hop inside sccrr scrr scrrr
Bitch it's hammer time
Homicide
How I kill it
Matter
and sherm up with it
Who thought, spiting rhymes would get me noticed, but it's
2pac was the one that showed me focus
And I never said that I could change
2Pac and Lil Xan
First in orbit, I'm John Glenn
Heavy content, every song ten
Call me Sean Penn
Respond with an emoji to your extra long text
Pockets
leave a nigga close casket
Get his mouth open
Still sipping syrup not a pancake in me
Go roll it 2Pac i live with it
You ain't gotta feel me
But you still
on)
And I pray you feel the same way as that 2Pac song
We ain't your hoes or your bitches, trophies, or meant for pimpin'
Recognize a gift from God
only person I trust is God, trust no one, like 2Pac he said)
He said trust nobody
I seen my homeboy do me kinda wrong
That's why you never hear Lil
dead body go do better album
I know say Dagrin dey laugh i dy wound this track
E dy show 2pac na ur warri version be that
Na me dy run the street una
bow down
I'm a Boondock Saint wearing tube socks a new Glocc
And 2Pac playin'
Bubs and Daddy's gonna do that
Even when I die, I'mma live as long as 2Pac
I'm putting down some songs, when I go
You better use that
And call the album
relucir
A GLOCK IN MA HEAD
A GLOCK IN MA HEAD
A GLOCK IN MA HEAD
Tirando el barrio, va happy con 2pac volao como un par de warriors, im driving con mi
When I rhyme, I put rappers on da spot
Recording in da same studio, 2Pac got shot
Bringing to da game new ideas
I cop more respect than u, I aint dropped
Durchschaubares Auftreten, ah
Wie als 'des Hologram von 2Pac erschien
Ich hab den Stoff da, der hundert Mann ins Wunderland zum verdammten Hutmacher beamt,
Ich bin
was a Laker
Break 'em down and shake 'em
Pass it off to 2Pac
And let him take a jump shot
Because he gon' give it all he got
Back in the old days,
ain't cut from no cloth
I was cooked in a broth
I'm made of groundbreaking mettle breaking metal like Toph
And I'm channeling my inner 2Pac
Rappers
a Rollie and a 2Pac herringbone
Midwest kids damn near all we used to hear was Bone
Two family flat, mommy and aunt used to share a home
Boy, I'll rip
but a buckshot, chck-pow!
Motherfuck your life, pussy blood clot
Ain't never been no rapper this cold since 2Pac was froze
And thawed out for spot
less
Study David Bowie, James Baldwin and 2Pac
Watch the sun set with best friends from a rooftop
Wear a helmet, don't be stupid,jaywalk, but look
slugs
2Pac hit em up, we don’t give no fucks
We don’t give no fucks
Two glocks and a bentley truck
Got lean in a sippy cup
Got a k by my seat tucked
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