Lyrics:
Latifah, the Queen of the flavor
And nothing weaker behind is watching, kick her
The Digital Under-the-Underground, rocks with Shock and 2PAC
With Money
city sweltering hot
Staggering, drunker than those cops that 2Pac shot
I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed
Reaching, soon as I
You ain't gotta ask if she digg me, of course she did I'm witty
I'm a product of my city, that 2Pac and that Biggie
My jewels pop with that pretty
fear, sittin around watchin muthafuckas die
The faces of death
Who coulda predicted 2pac would be next?
Read ghetto text: if you live by the sword
city sweltering hot
Staggerin' drunker than those cops that 2pac shot
I was a crook by the train with that iron thing, concealed
Reachin', soon as I
And please get on a diet
Shoebox came with the doowop
One billion and two cops can't find 2Pac
Two shots, that's two grazed in two days
What goes up must come
and sporty
Can't wait to see your grill when you turn 40
Far from a sex symbol and you can't pronounciate
But 2Pac passed, so they signed it anyway
Stretch
far from the binoculars
So, that smart money finna get that heat out the car
Yo, I'm K-Dot Lamar meets 2Pac Shakur
I got profiled by a few cops, too
it out that mud shit
Niggas gay they drop the soap they on they sus shit
I'm like 2Pac with the Juice, I'm on my thug shit
Sippin' codeine in my
the feds
Bring XXXTentacion back, Take Trippie Redd (RIP X)
Bring Mac Miller back, take Lil Xan
Fuck him anyway, shorty ain't no 2Pac fan
Nas dropped
like I don't spit
Burn the blessed
The truth, 2Pac jewels like I serve them wet
Vado!
This homicide was prophesized before I
Was a toddler's size
Any
you cuffed my hands, you shot my heart like two times
Should be dead, but I'm alive and feeling like I'm 2Pac
Resurrected in me, imma spread good
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
bitch
I'm Prince Namor marvel at the heart
I turn dolphins into sharks
When God made me, He broke the mold
Nosferatu, Noah put my coffin in the ark
Put
blacks
I didn't give a fuck!
I told him what was up?
He made me knuckle up and from
The blues gave me a smack
I gave my father slack
He changed
angel|Fare thee well my rock and roll angel||Juke box playing in the back of the room|Drinking 7 & 7, singing 2Pac Shakur|Let's take your dusty Mustang
scaring ya with a pistol that’s pretend
I made it out my fingers
And pointed it at you
Have you ever seen a man
So mad that he’d rather
Have a gun instead
simple comme j'me sape
J'flingue comme les assassins d'Biggie et 2Pac
J'squatte toujours dans les quartiers chauds comme Crenshaw
Toujours froid, chaud,
I'm not 2Pac but it was me against the world
My mind was losing it, putting me up in a swirl
Anger aiming everywhere, amped with this energy
But it
mmh
Me 'gainst the world like 2Pac (Pac)
Say the wrong word, get you shot (Shot)
The ho'll love you when you hot (Hot)
Thank God, He gave me a shot
music from his heart
That's how he made it
Nas and 2pac real poets no basics
Imagine if they had a song together Crazy
On the hook Mary J Blige
Track
2Pac (Pac)
Say the wrong word, get you shot (Shot)
The ho'll love you when you hot (Hot)
Thank God, He gave me a shot (Oh)
The same ones they thought I
the park with a stolen base
Sipping Brisk while pissing off the rooftop
Could you stop, bandana to the side like I'm 2Pac
A lost child in this world I need
Through the window I was watching
Like a sniper with a rifle and
A life full of debt 2Pac fell off because he
Didn’t know the ledge
Respect the Jesus Juice
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