Lyrics:
you mothafuckers want Shady)
The lost begotten seed of 2Pac (if Pac was still here now)
To lead this industry into the ways of the man (he would never
Hit 'em with my 2Pac See my patna, got the midi, got two spots
Baby, take 'em jeans off, leave 'em heels on
Yeah, I'm fuckin' you tonight, that my
her groove back
The kind of flow that put the rhythm in 2Pac
8 years later
They're saying Ghetto Gospel was
Ahead of it's time i'm like, duh
Tell 'em I
Riding all day 2pac
Elevate to new heights
Enlightenment is free
Feel my spirit ya you
Know it as energy
When I pass through
Your life you gone
Remember me
he wanna shoot ya
f**k em they call us niggs I'm tryin to make a livin
Do some touchin, you know I'm pretty good with the bustin
Trustin nothin you can
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
Off-White, thank the Lord no more off nights
I tote big pipes, sorry mom I like gun fights
RIP 2Pac but like him we caught lil' one at the light
I can't
chi-chang (Huh)
Yellow in my diamonds, lemon ring
I’m feeling like 2Pac in this rap game
(Shakur)
Giuseppe steppers never looked better
Bring the chinchilla
this guage
And blow these sukaz away
Cos my four five got no limit
2pac meant it when he said
Fuck friends
They knowww, they know they know
They
chains on me
Super slavery
Bandana tied 2Pac thug life
Who down to ride hop inside sccrr scrr scrrr
Bitch it's hammer time
Homicide
How I kill it
Matter
We 2pac wit it (what)
We too hot wit it (what)
Keep two glocks wit em (what)
shoot two cops wit em (what)
we on the block wit it
raw, nonstop wit it
now
On the Short four years on my back
But see it's cool
They know me when they see me
So they holler "Big Bun!"
The nigga that don't give a fuck
About
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
in peace 2pac from master p, doin' 2-11s
187 khadafi, murder
Puttin' niggas in six foot motherfuckin' gurters
If you fuck with this tru clique
Nigga
of
The snow I’m finding out like two prongs
Listening to 2pac too long
But you don’t have that last at
You don’t have to rhyme like
That to be acting
Even
to old Fifty, 2Pac or Shady. So I was raised on such hits as "You don't know", "Just Don't Give a F**k" and etc.
E.P. : Wow, that sounds like a story
give a damn
(NO) We dont give a f**k!
(THEY WANT US TO) Turn our speakers down
(WE) Turn our speakers up
(‘CAUSE WE DONT) Really give a damn
(NO) We
about the truth
It is sensational
I'll never sell my soul just to get a bacon roll
They don't want us to speak about the violence
They don't want
because of my music
So that's why I gotta make it or die as a loser
I've been influenced by rappers who came and paved the way
2Pac and Nas and Jay
Ice
was an escape for poor black folk
2pac told us all America eats is babies
Since I been in a Mercedes my ladies relate to that quote
Upset, veins
Of every lonely Christmas
In the ghetto
We could still hear the load guns
And the government
They don't give a fuck about us us
Deporting all
and sherm up with it
Who thought, spiting rhymes would get me noticed, but it's
2pac was the one that showed me focus
And I never said that I could change
chat to me about Class A sales
It's the return of the Mack, I'm still alive just like 2Pac
Girls in the front row, girls in the back
Spit one lyric,
not racist, I never lied
But I know there's a disconnect between your culture and mine
Yeah, I praise 2Pac like he was a fuckin' god
He was fighting
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