Lyrics:
work just to feed your fam
Talking thru the wire gonna get jam
So I'm 2pac how i get around
Been on the road for like 2 days
All of these of these
Délicat, comme choisir entre 2pac et biggie
J'avais la coupe de methode man dans le clip avec mary j
On emballait les bouches sur du r.Kelly
Et on se
a fool, you don't let your 2Pac
I'll get you like they did them
Dudes at the food spot
You watch , I'll get you what them dudes got
Whip yah ass like Kane
of
The snow I’m finding out like two prongs
Listening to 2pac too long
But you don’t have that last at
You don’t have to rhyme like
That to be acting
Even
the wop
Since Floyd and Damian kept rocks in they socks, nigga
Taught 2Pac how to keep it gangster
I showed Biggie Smalls how to release his anger
Who
You wake up you wanna do what chu love
I'm bout my work I can never get enough
Place of business 2pac defined a thug
Passion in my art cuz it keep me
TO KILL YOU IN THE SPIRITUAL
SPIRIT LEFT THE BODY
AN OUTER BODY EXPERIENCE
TRANSCENDING FLESH
WE FIGHTING
TO STAY IN CONTROL OF IT
FELT LIKE 2PAC
WAS
Homies waiting me in headphones sounds 2pac
Life's hard I don't count on my luck
Every time I do I fuck it up and stuck
And I'm going back back to my block
Fuck around with 2Pac and see how good a nigga's aim is
I'm just a rich motherfucker from the way
If this rappin' bring me money, then I'm rappin' till
no
I de be better than 2pac
Oh too aah
Nobody like me no
The way I do my things
Roll my things
Nobody no
(No no no no I)
Nobody like me
school bag (School bag)
So no dey shako for me like 2pac (2pac)
You know say you no be 2pac
So I just dey on my Vibe, you know
Coming up alone true love is
the stash box popped 2 glocks
Peace "All Eyez On Me," 2Pac
Everybody know he a boss he still gotta floss
He on the same bullshit that sent Gotti up north
We tradin' war stories
War stories, nigga
What players do?
Thug Life, Outlaw Immortalz
Motherfuckin' 2Pac a.k.a. Makaveli
Can you feel me?
Just
'scuse me on my 2Pac
Keep your head up, when did you stop, loving thy
Color of your skin? Color of your eyes
That's the real blues, baby, like you met
everything in the
Someone help me please universe within the light
Someone help me! Understanding
They already did 2Pac My children, all six
Of The Fittest-Mobb Deep, and Lost Boyz
Lickin shots got the game hot
They even flipped on 2PAC
Snoop Doggy Dogg put the West Coast in gear
Dr Dre, NWA, Eazy E's in
everything in the
Someone help me please universe within the light
Someone help me! Understanding
They already did 2Pac My children, all six
red dot
Compact Nina and it got that green dot
Mini stick in the kitchen by that crack pot
Trapping on Westwood, I feel like I'm 2Pac
Powered up
This stupid nigga got rhymes like
You told Passwurdz that 2Pac was only
Known for being well paid
But the only thing that he
Was really known for
Was for
2pac
Chorus
We are not our ancestors Niggah
We been in a pandemic niggah
They puzzled by the bigger picture
Yeh We the young Black Malitia
Now
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
we had 2Pac
An old boom box, chilling in our tube socks
And plus Dre taught us how to roll a 64
And Snoop Dogg taught us how
To roll a sticky dro
So if
still dissin', wonderin' why I ain't sayin' it
I can smell the setup, that's that 2Pac in Vegas hit
I revealed myself and some don't know what to make
granny house with vanilla wafers
This the remedy, the seperation
2Pac of my generation
Blue pill in the fuckin' Matrix
Red rose in the gray pavement
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