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Picture Me Rollin'

2Pac

Nu Mixx Classics, Vol. 2 (Evolution: Duets and Remixes)

2007

from goin' under.
The fedarones want to see me dead.
Niggas put prices on my head.
Now I got 2 rottwillers by me bed.
I feed em lead.
Now

of all the shit we been achieving
The Situation sour watch I up it
Get to squeezing
No co defendant cause they hear the numbers
Get to singing
If you cant

with the locksmith



Go black man x8 

If you want to dance ain't nobody gone stop you walk inside the spot let the music get it Poppin I done had

like Spiderman
My head running Miles
Streams hit two0 thousand I said wow
Now I got people tryna take my style

Count all my day 1s
Now subtract that by

And please get on a diet

Shoebox came with the doowop
One billion and two cops can't find 2Pac
Two shots, that's two grazed in two days
What goes up must come

Niggas ain't, niggas ain't, uh, uh

If niggas get no bread and got no motherfucking motive
Pour this red inside my cup, I take two sips and I feel

CHORUS:

Beware of what- lies behind these eyes
-you may never return again

Be cautious how deep that you look inside
-you won't like the beast you

Get harder my mind race
Living on a level been looking to find space
Thinking bout the moment & times that I let waste
Sweet and then you sour was

know how I
Never had a sell-by date but they're all sour

Get money, get gal
You watch face, you won’t excel
I don’t care what a next mans doing or done

and I want it now
I want it all, I want it all, I want it all, and I want it now
Listen all you people, come gather round
I gotta get me a game plan,

Exodus

Micranots

Obelisk Movements

soil for Rasta route, Mecca Islam route

[Chorus II]
Soldiers all of my niggaz in stone taking
Trapped inside making moves with no thinking
Hold on,

visions
Life ain't match what my dreams displayed, I felt displaced
Half Maori, half hip-hop
But your DNA gets hidden deep away 
When your raised by

Bump Heads

50 Cent

No Mercy, No Fear

2002

a rush try to get the throne 
I just get on the track and try to set the tone (come on)
I ain't tryna use nobody as a steppin' stone 
But don't compare

You don't get no wins in Mi Casa matter of fact
Send location any rapper, terrorist attack
By time you sip mimosa, my grind done inched me closer

see me, Not because I want you to
Tell how you're actually feeling, Or just find you a better dude
If you play the game in vain
I pray you get cut
If

I'm in a plane while it's storm
My brain gets to forming
Cloud visuals
Of how to get my name up
Enormous
Wild principles
Are etched inside the name

of your arse cheeks
How'd you like to get laid on this
Tomb stone in the middle of the rain forest my gaze
Puts you in a dase I'm loving your long tongue

Switch Styles

Chamillionaire

The Truth (Chopped & Screwed)

2008

many flakes in my pinky, say I need Vidal Sassoon

Fish in the fish tank gon sip drank, yeah they'll be leaning by noon
And the two Brazilian

Used to be thirsty, now I'm off that sour tip
I'm over water with the chick from custin Powers playing battleshits
Turds float, but I obliterate hope
So

behind the wall
Two girls in here dancing, a ten bedroom mansion, still fucking me inside a stall
RIP Atlanta, slime tony Montana, get to it if I have

drunk to drive
Sliding down Ocean Drive
Driving a Lambo like New Jersey Drive
There's two freaks inside
Pull up in a Coastal suicide
I propose

visualizer, hear the word painted picture
Get shocked, I brought it to life
Like a permanent fixture, get aftershock through the night
Like a two on the Richter

(Intro)
Get up, stand up, fight 
Never dim your light 
Even when you’re tired 
Do it for the spite 
(Verse 1) 
Stand tall like a tower 
Look inside

We can pour four right inside of that two, baby girl, right there, slow motion
Arch on yo' back, get on ya knees, ha, fuck it, you boastin'
I'm