Lyrics:
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
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
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
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
corner riding with him ha Ha
All they see is black venom
Then my silhouette
Just watch the fear reappear in they
Eyes when I hit the set
Oh no, 2Pac wit'
with the pokers
If we catch an opp, we gon' slump 'em
In my city, they treat me like 2Pac
By myself, bitch, I'm ridin' with two Glocks
They tell me
That's when the profit is controlled
I seen this before with 2Pac and this is old
Sony recycled Michael with that album and it sold
'Cause fans are really
heard that shit 2pac wannabe ass nigga (mocking P) "I ain't no rapper
I write short films"
o.k. grab your popcorn ain't no more sunshine.
Come on, O.K.,
pagers
And 2Pac did before the plagerist came
Sword swing around, we not horsing
I'ma do mine, you do your thing
Hieroglyphics is monolithic
Chronicle
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
on the mains got civilians shocked
All eyes on me like 2Pac
He tried run but he wouldn't get far and I knew that
Caught up and crashed that quick, send that
quiet
But not opposed to the riot
If it brings change
Lesane Parrish Crooks saw the whole thing
2pac
Two glocks on the go sang
Two pistols
She got it
'Cause I give them everything,
But they still want more,
And 2pac crew when they die they care more,
But I ain't tryna die to sell,
But I ain't
Jackson on the moonwalk
I was with Aaliyah and my grandma and 2Pac
Swear to God
God was like, "Stop swearing at me"
I was like, "God, you're a crusty
Old
and flossa
For 2Pac ya drought nigga who shot ya
Saw this beam light, scream like Chewbacca
We got twats on lock the tiny tots
My mom say stop or I'm gonna
the spots
Smoke weed and rocks, drink all the blue dots
On your block
You pro'ly bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac
Or Big Pun, or B-I
Your homeboys from knee-high
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