Lyrics:
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
to dumpin' on they ass, like the last outlaws
Rich, 2Pac and the Click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips
With enough shit to raise your block in one dip
We
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
and on that 2Pac
In front of them ooh-wops, trying to show out, that's the ho route
Talking loud talkin' 'bout that's gangsta shit
to change
And I pray, I pray that someday we will
But you should know you're not alone
But still we gon' fight
Yeah, yeah
I remember 2Pac said it
knot thick, I'm it
Motherfucker, I'm ill
Yeah
See, they say I'm rappin' like B.I.G., Jay, and 2Pac
André 3000, where is Erykah Badu at? Who that?
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
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
so you put me on Big and 2Pac
'Fore we came a long way, L.A. With B and Jay
Or flyin' to Coachella playing Spades on PJ's
Gimme three days, my
'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
2Pac
From this block to your block
You can tell the kids nod
One Nation, fuck around and
Get shot, you know, one Nation
Eastside, Westside, ha ha ha ha,
the corner all eyes on me
Like I'm 2Pac niggas envy wanna shakur me
Haters, why get mad? I get paper
All black Camaro lookin like Darth Vader
Diamonds in ma
knot thick, I'm it
Motherfucker, I'm ill
Yeah
See, they say I'm rappin' like B.I.G., Jay, and 2Pac
André 3000, where is Erykah Badu at? Who that?
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
and Wesson in this mothafucka
Right now Greg Nice in this mothafucka
Right now LS in this mothafucka
Right now Baby Jesus And The All Star's
Right now 2Pac
around
Who said life is priceless
So far your life cost me a-
Yo, it's the return of the man
I'm still alive just like 2pac
Girls in the front row girls in
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
everything in the
Someone help me please universe within the light
Someone help me! Understanding
They already did 2Pac My children, all six
cause my nuts is bigger
Strapped with a tec 9 a mac 10 and 2 glocks
Dumpin' niggas in ditches cause I'm a thug like 2Pac
I'm kickin' it in Cali but
everything in the
Someone help me please universe within the light
Someone help me! Understanding
They already did 2Pac My children, all six
FOREPLAY 2pac Skakur
CARESS a military mind nigga
A military mind mean money
A criminal grind nigga
A criminal grind mean hustle
You know
We
Dogg Pound, LA zuu
Shit ain't even real no more
(Ain't nothing stop, don't stop
That's for damn sure)
Holla at my homie Pac and shit
(I heard 2Pac fucked
I better see five stars next to my picture
If not, 2Pac will cock the Glock and come knockin' to getcha
I told you once, motherfucker, I'm a nut
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