Lyrics:
like I'm 2Pac
I'm talkin' trap shit every time
That the beat drop
Too much drip I might need a mop
Keep a stick by the door when
I'm in the trap spot
Opp
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
Shit, I'm a changed man
Ayy, turn the lights out
Big baller 2Pac up in this bitch
You know how we swing this shit, look
By age sixteen I sold
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
Smoke some'n
They tryna find 2Pac
Don't let 'em find 2Pac
He evade the press
He escape the stress
La da da da da
La da da da da
La da da da da
Ridin' round thru the city
Puffin on something sticky
Debating 2Pac or Biggie
Questioning who is with me
El kreepy got me real iffy
Then reality hit
Rowdy)
Wish Nipsey was alive and they killed 6ix9ine
Nip was like Malcolm X and 2Pac combined
He probably kickin' it with Martin Luther King up in
waitin' on the outcome
Free 2Pac is all that's on a nigga's mind
But at the same time it seems, they tryin' to take mine
So I'mma get smart and get
waitin' on the outcome
Free 2Pac is all that's on a nigga's mind
But at the same time it seems, they tryin' to take mine
So I'mma get smart and get
waitin' on the outcome
Free 2Pac is all that's on a nigga's mind
But at the same time it seems, they tryin' to take mine
So I'mma get smart and get
Ever since the dawn of a new era, known as Hip-Hop A.D
After 2Pac and Biggie Smalls unsolved shmurdas
The genre of rap music has searched for its
They don't wanna let me shine
They don't wanna see me glow
Everyday hating me
Got their eyes on me
I've been feeling like 2pac
Yeah
Why you beefing
like to
Give a shout out to all
The tre whizz kids out there
Aunt Micky in the house
And I'm chilling up in the
Studio with 2Pac and
Cocoa G and uh
In today's music news: the ever-controversial 2Pac Shakur
Has just released another album under the alias "Makaveli"
Music insiders are running
No, I can't at all, no way
All eyes on me like I'm 2Pac
The Devil want my mind soul and body
It's the Kydluminati, fuck what you thought
Illuminated,
a ratchet, what's good?
It happens in Compton, happens in Queens, happened to Big L
Happened to Chinx and 2Pac in that passenger's seat
Sometimes it's
warfare) Shootouts, real block shit
West coast assassin on some real 2Pac shit
My style's smokin like, after a glock spit
Game get the blood money, fuck
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
a bitch
Call me Niggarace each finger, it glists
You try to 2Pac me, I hit you with this
like sex, like my booze
2pac tears, drinkin' Henny
Enemies tryna end me
Oh but not tonight, living my life in the fast lane
Racks on deck, we got
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
through traffic with 2Pac blastin'
With a bitch that's irritatin' from all these questions she askin'
Like what bitches I fucked, when, how and where
You
begging me
You know what you should've capped like 2pac with a glock
They're deadly, better not upset my thug mentality sucker
You know you done fucked
even know your name
It's a shame, you crackin' 'em up and fuckin' a nigga like 2Pac up
I'm leavin' these foes to be the flowers and wake don't get me
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