Lyrics:
of scotch listening to 2Pac
Wanted to become the youngest dealer to ever hit the block
Knowing in my heart that I wanted to be the best
Until I started
'em
Tryna hack the data base i'm in a lab
I got Metro, I got 808
2Pac alive I'm the living proof
All eyes on me you know I got the juice
Where I'm from
eyes
the way u lookin boy u so so fine
so we can get it on tonite
Verse 3
Yea, now, this rhyme is for the masters
Excused to use 2pac homes
how you act when you pull back all them curtains?
Do he think I'm 2Pac 'cause I'm black and put them works in?
Does he know his daughter might have
Where my heart been tryna' go
Since my Reeboks with the velcro
2pac on my elbow
Ridin' on my Huffy with my Walkman as my cellphone
Felt it fo' they fell
all the death doom
That's the prophecy
And they sorta left room for hypocrisy
So I see no changes like 2Pac you see
Hit em up!
And that's why I speak
the booth
Dawg, I'm the truth like Biggie rockin' with 2Pac in the suit
Talking to Proof dropping a deuce
Fill up a syllable clip like a refillable script
one up for 2Pac
'Cause this is murder rap
Thinking how quick we grew up, low-key insane
My best friend she snort 'caine, guess life was like a dice
on that different shit
Copy right off my shit
These niggas stealin shit
I been feelin like 2pac and shit
A-a-all eyes on me yeah they watchin' shit
pacman
Blue rag on me like im 2pac
New louie belt with the fresh socks
Gold chain on like death row
And if a nigga tryna take it get stomped out
Steppin
Don't ever wanna waste it especially on anybody
Together we like twins like 2Pac and jada pink
I'm always keep it real even through the thick n thin
Lotta
quicker Mind getting richer
I’m an Alpha Male And your ears are a witness!!!
How dare thee disrespect 2pac
If this was the 90s you’d get hit with 2
I'm not 2Pac but it was me against the world
My mind was losing it, putting me up in a swirl
Anger aiming everywhere, amped with this energy
But it
worry me
Fuck the fame, I'm true to the game 'til they bury me
God gave me game, so I'm hustlin'
Pour out some liqour for my niggas, 2Pac is still
still dissin', wonderin' why I ain't sayin' it
I can smell the setup, that's that 2Pac in Vegas hit
I revealed myself and some don't know what to make
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
and on that 2Pac
In front of them ooh-wops, trying to show out, that's the ho route
Talking loud talkin' 'bout that's gangsta shit
like a hoop star
Black marble, white walls in my new spot
Four chains, big studs, a nigga too fly
Top down, tank top, I think I'm 2Pac
So I'm labeled
bullshit they step in because the shoe fit
They argue bout what the truth is and really i could give 2 shits
So im feeling like 2pac nigga dont think you 2
stabbed a nigga in his shit cause he was acting heavy
And my daughter asked me what happened to me first time she seen my belly
Thug life 2Pac on me 2Glock
brodas
Ak for sokoto toba lo bewa onikuda
Dats d lifestyle b4 I reason make I do rap
Mo dure mo balance
Durag lori biti 2pac
Flow sossick dem bi asking
you never questioned when I said I
Would be a mogul before I visit 2Pac and Left-eye
Eazy and Aaliyah when I see you we gon' test drive
A Lambo in
rappers
That be lost in the world like 2pac
Glory be to God
All glory to our Lord Jesus Christ
For God so love the world that He give His only begotten son
and 2pac
Hell yeah real inspiration as used to
Learning how to battle like a man with my own crew
Squeezing my head between walls planting my claws inside
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