Lyrics:
pack
Big boy now with the six pack
Tying big things like durag
Punchlines smooth like 2pac
Raging gas like 2pac
Why call my name when you Know i’m
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
feeling like a muthafuckin'
Boss bangin' 2Pac
High as a muthafuckin' Queensbridge rooftop
Blowing on this purple haze
Feelin' invincible
Sellin' dope, never
Me and 2Pac were soldiers
Of the same struggle
You lames could huddle, your team's shook
Y'all feel the wrath of a killer
'cause this is my football
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
Game- Im feeling like a muthafuckin boss bangin 2pac
high as a muthafuckin queens bitch rooftop
blowing on this purple haze feeling invincible
sellin
him
Youngin' told me he thuggin' I played some 2Pac for him
Then I gave him some work and got a new block for him
Then they hate when you get it so say
to you, you were singin' to me
I was so alive, never been more free
Fired up my daddy's lighter and we sang, oh
Stayed there 'til they forced us out
tube socks spraying from the rooftops
92' props
Banging for my blue tops
It's me and you Ock, Biggie verses 2Pac
And you forgot
I'm the one who let you
to mother-in-law
Got the universe movin' in the form of the sea-saw
You killed 2Pac and Biggie, you know they was rollin' wit me
You paid for your stupidity
You
if 2Pac dead
You'll knocked out ya tube socks yea
Get your wing tell me thing 2Pac said
Until the STOP you niggas not PAC
You not MY State Prop
to you, you were singin' to me
I was so alive, never been more free
Fired up my daddy's lighter and we sang, oh
Stayed there 'til they forced us out
here)
Ring a bell and make a nigga late
Like, what it do Bob?
This a warzone, send 'em to the gulag
They was talkin' shit, now they talk to 2Pac
Now
like I knew 'em through they rhymes
At that age, I saw a man cry and seen a man die
2Pac he was that nigga from movie to motion pictures
It was Pablo,
hate me
When I hit the strip in
Vegas, feelin' like I'm 2Pac
They wanna decimate me
I fuck her and don't even try
And I still impress her, baby
Whoa, I'm
We live by the assassin's creed committing dastardly deeds
Slash and you bleed, we live in the cut
It's like we have a fucking disease
A virus,
Cole's house apparently
You thought the kids that were raising these new blocks
Would change the world be the brains, let's walk by 2Pac
Instead we talk
Can't stop, ain't stop, too hot
Came out like the daughter of Aaliyah and 2Pac
And I pop from the jump, ain't nobody too shocked
And I'm out
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
head, have you lookin' like Marbury
2Pac taught me keep a bomb ready
I'm drinkin' light, but my arm heavy
Private jettin', I know the pilot, used to be
That's when the profit is controlled
I seen this before with 2Pac and this is old
Sony recycled Michael with that album and it sold
'Cause fans are really
from the gutter, my father's a drugger
The block is my mother, 2Pac got it on lock in my suburb
I got dope double-wrapped up in bubble wrap on top
Eh It all started with 2pac all eyes on me
Couldn't believe what I was hearing G
This was amazing I can't believe
I wasn't there when it happened G
you 'bout to drink Blued Out with?
Play Suge, get lined on some 2Pac shit
Two joints together, Queensbridge, oowop shit
Home invasion, nigga, I shoot
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