Lyrics:
Her and I connecting like two dots, she made me buss like two stops
I'm a visionary my vision's scary I'm reminiscent of 2pac
Riding 'round with the top
faggot
Why he let his pants sag and
Oh, I bet you thought you're hot and shit
Listen motherfucker, you are not 2Pac
You bitch!" i'ma clock this cocky bitch
2Pac told us to never give up
Where I'm from
Be ready to shoot or be ready to duck
This shit tough, you ain't ready enough
(yeah, you ain't ready enough)
man… wanna dedicate this song to a
Few of my loved ones that went on to Heaven
Big Herk magic and Chastity Johnson
Nate Dogg 2Pac
And if you’ve every
Baby"
Was the rap song?
2Pac and Biggie were busy with beefin'
Little Kim had her g-sting
Cheech and Chong weed thing
Street were covered in Cross Colours
Swang affiliate, X.O. sip, a gold getter
With the rest to gather, my cold killer
It's "Me Against the World" like 2Pac
And like Biggie, I'm "Ready
my vision
Right on time with mine thanks to them old Doc prescriptions
West side flourishin' again, this what 2Pac envisioned
Obama freein' lifers
Demon Loc
Damn too many of my homies got smoked
Before I lost 2Pac I lost my Grand Pa
Tha Raw dogg, I called him pa pa, aah naw
Not Reverend Harris
Thug Life! Comin' straight out the West Coast
Real Boy Killaz! 2Pac with the Assassin
And we ridin' for the West Side!
Bad boy, bad boy, what you
dont got a gun, I ain't worried about beams
I hit you first, now they pouring the lean
I've been a trapper, I used to serve fiends
Now I make rap, I've
Put some honey and ginger in your hot water
Let it steep for 10 minutes and then you gotta
Put som 2pac on the boombox
Biggie with the ''who shot ya''
2 glocks
Running like 2pac , a gangsta you not
This oldhead you can’t stop
My spirit is too hot
Brave hearted and forever guarded
You not
I gotta get
the bad
Drop on you unplanned
Today reminds me of a song by 2pac
You got to keep ya head up
And as I did I heard a voice say
Wait up
She walked in
Our eyes
the fakes
I think you should trade
Give us 2Pac back, and take that nigga Suge (ooh!)
Let the legend resurrect and he gon' live for good (ooh!)
I been
similes
Serve like a waitress and you
Don't want seconds courtesy
Off K Dot, the son of 2Pac
Biggies nephew Big L said I was special
Now let's do, lunch
it lives, the closest they gon come is 2Pac
It's politics, it's all a fix
Set up for these white blue-collared hicks
It's to make a dollar off of black
later coming home together
This style is that really good shit
This that wish a nigga would shit
2pac and Suge shit
Got a lot of niggas mad because
scared to eat alone cus Ik what I bring to the table
I was down bad and hurting a lot
I kept goin I can't Neva stop
I got a wise mind like 2pac
Wish my
goin keep the bar high don't like no one touching it
Ayo I dance around for deal with devil
Murder instrumental like 2pac
I'm a freaking rebel
Hustle
like 2Pac and chain letters
But this time, I simped though, got played like a wimp though
The Pharcyde said it fly, she kept +Passin' Me By+
Not even
direction that left me in true shock
Like when 2Pac got shot
The whammy
I drop my secrete scripts of the uncanny
Broadcastin' live and direct throughout
can get to same level of prominence as 2pac and BIG
Right now I'm anonymous, but one day my moniker will be known in every continent (Watch me)
Nah, you
to 2pac and that Biggie
Jay-z and that Nas
No gimmick rappers niggas these rappers had bars
Back when record labels turned real niggas into stars,
rockin you, doin it
Rockin you, yes yes we be rockin it
How to live in a world without
Big and 2Pac in it
I stay the unconscious and
Say maintain
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