Lyrics:
steady on me, so they thuggin like they 2pac
Til that thuggin' shit have you like 2pac
I'm on overload, I overdose with over flows
Keep the champagne
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
Straight out the cemetery back from the dead
Eazy mothafukkin' E
'Bout to bust fuckin' lead chop Up & 2Pac
Back up in the cut 2016
Still don't give
again
Back when 2pac was just the guy from Juice
To check out a new track you had to buy or boost
The album or dub it off your mates
blank cassette
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
callin'
Always trippin', never fallin', uh
Call you a gansta
But I fucked your life
Call me 2Pac
Cuz I fucked your wife
I am a different kind of man
Call
on one verse what
Niggas can't do in 140 concerts
Make the world feel me like
The niggas before me 2Pac Shakur
Christopher Wallace and Shawn Corey
Now 50
four year-olds
Little six YO lil' hoes
I'ma kidnap a child with the bros
And I like to suck on cock
Got me harder than a rock
And we thuggin' like 2Pac
Rodman call me what you want
Bitch! Call me on my Sidekick!
Never answer when it's private, damn
I hate a shy bitch
Don't you hate a shy bitch? yeah
I ate
Gettin' 2Pac money twice over
Still a real nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice roller
I'm makin' love to the angel of death
Catchin' feelings never stumble
and put out that wack flow track?”
He’s looking for a rap that’ll make him stack dough fast
And come out with a whole album like “I’m in 2Pac mode class!”
wanted to save the hood, they understood why he was trying
He took a stand and said what he had to say
Bang, he got blown away
2Pac Shakur was more
tired
God in me I am a giant
God in me I slay Goliath
With a sling shot and a smooth rock
I boom boom like boombox
My head up like 2Pac
I'm limitless
No
The hardest he was was his name up on a headstone
Just like I'm 2Pac hit em up went and copped me a vest
But level headed cause my OG they taught mey respect
OG
Shottas, Belly, Scarface, 2PAC and Big Poppas
Funerals turn to operas, sarcophagus is my coffin
Swear you kill it, you possum, rock em sock em with that neck
"Why"?
Is it that nobody calls?
I want to be like Big Pun
So you can call me Big Papa
Walking with 2Pac
Motherfuckers why que pasa
I feel like
than the tuned rap
Oh snap, I want back to times where we had 2pac
2pac or Eminem lose yourself don't tell your friends
California Love with D-R-E was so
're fakers
Them jealous cowards killed my nigga 2PAC in Vegas
Vague kind of bullets fired, we're ready to die with open eyes
I be the last man standin' when
Glocks and bombers, box full of rock launchers
Optic lasers, 2Pac tapes and box cutters
I ain't playing with none of you cocksuckers
Make whores stop in
Never stand down
I'm still old school, Homie never back down
Im still listening to 2Pac right now!
I got the plug, Never stop, Imma hold it down
I'm
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
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
block's got em
I'm screaming like them two cops when 2Pac shot em
Holding 2 Glocks, hope your doors got new locks on em
My daughter's feet ain't got no
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