Lyrics:
Mama all eyes on me
Told my niggas hit em up if them niggas try me
I feel just like 2Pac today
I feel just like 2Pac today
First off fuck yo bitch
But what more can I say
I've never been defeated
By a half steppin' mutha fucka
Clutchin' on the microphone
Sucker I'll break ya bones
Better leave 2Pac
playin', knock it off, you're not 2Pac
You'll get popped poppin' all that shit you pop
Now, we can get past the mean mugs and get to the slugs
like
Biggie shot by who
2Pac shot by who
Lately I took so many losses
Don't know what to do like
I ain't gonna whine about that
All I am just saying is
we hit em' up...
Verse Three: 2Pac
Peep how we do it, keep it real, it's penitentiary steel
This ain't no freestyle battle, all you suckers gettin
changes, woulda thought that I was 2Pac
Went from givin' faith to givin' thanks to God
All that pain that I was feelin, back when I was dealin'
Thought that
the world" like 2pac
Say my name and you might get shot
It's NineLives muthafucka till I drop
When the guns go off they pop
We leave your body outlined
I'm a Bad boy wid it like Shyne with a Y
But I'd rather listen to 2pac
Cause that's my guy
Loyalty makes us trust
But you see the pain when you look
Godde
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The cops in The background while 2Pac speaks:
Cop:
A Srg a we've got a 2Pac
company's in tha fog
Simon say you'll neva see the streets again
And if homies catch you slippin there gonna stick in
'cause, nigga, I'm trippin right now
We
your caps peeled
You know see
Grab ya Glocks, when you see 2Pac
Call the cops, when you see 2Pac, uhh
Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish
Now ya
Boy murdered on wax and killed
Fuck with me and get yo' caps peeled
You know
See, grab your Glocks when you see 2Pac
Call the cops when you see 2Pac,
wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from
You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album
Admit it, fuck it, while we comin' out
wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from
You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album
Admit it, fuck it, while we comin' out
wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from
You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album
Admit it, fuck it, while we comin' out
To get what you want from me
You better ask nicely
Or I'll slap your bitch ass mentally
Pull up on the 2Pac
Yh I been making Money we been taking money
bandana on, I feel like 2Pac on a ho
Diamonds on me, I'm lit
Bitches all on my dick
Ridin' 'round in that Hellcat
You can't see a nigga through the tint
I
w/ 2Pac speaking over it]
[2Pac]
E'rybody think they understand me
Shit, you niggaz don't know me
Y'all know that nigga on the rap song
Y'all know
wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from
You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album
Admit it, fuck it, while we comin' out
on)
And I pray you feel the same way as that 2Pac song
We ain't your hoes or your bitches, trophies, or meant for pimpin'
Recognize a gift from God
the sky (sky), my eyes open wide (ayy, bro, is that Jambo?)
All eyes on me, but I'm no 2Pac
I'm a Goat, I'm a boss, I'm a leader (woo)
Won't settle for
Look 2pac in the face
(2Pac)
We! Gonna make some change
(Change, shit)
Them streets
Taught us lots of thangs
But G, ain't nothin what it seems
(That's
Imma leave the town
They don't fuck with mine
Gang I got
That's all I need
Pour out a little liquor for the RIPs
Feel like 2Pac
All Eyez On Me
All Eyez
And you never was a thug
Why you imitating Pac?
You was wrong for doing that song 2Pac Back
I seen the video like
Where the fuck is 2Pac at?
I saw your boss
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