Lyrics:
walked out on the sidewalk
Began walking around
I looked everywhere I thought she'd be
But my baby couldn't be found
I passed by the big infirmary
I heard
This just might be my realest flow ever (ever)
When I say "for life" y'all say "forever" (ever)
It's hard but it's fair, I told that girl life hurts
2Pac with the energy
Middle finger to my enemies
It's me against the world
Got all eyes on me
I'm like 2Pac with the energy
Middle finger to my enemies
ain't the same without my baby
Come on ol' Kris Kringle save me
They say it's unrealistic
But I believe in you Saint Nick
So grant this wish for me
shots got the game hot
They even flipped on 2PAC
Snoop Doggy Dogg put the West Coast in gear
Dr Dre, NWA, Eazy E's in here
I want to tell
Mister, that Mister, Bobby Bands
Mr. Long, Mr. Get-Her-Wrong, Mr. Sing-A-Song
Hit the bong, Mr. Cheech and Chong, Mr. In-My-Zone
Mr. 2Pac Herringbone,
the second Celebrity Deathmatch (ding ding)
So tell the medic to bring the medication and quickly (hurry up man!)
I'm sicker than a 2Pac dedication to Biggie
to a new house on a new hill
And choose a new spot, if niggas wanted you shot
I ain't a thug, how much 2Pac in you you got?
I ain't no bitch, neither
are scary, those words are scary virgin Mary
I just tell her to spare me
I was in love two years ago and gave the baggage to my ex
It’s all for her
In today's music news: the ever-controversial 2Pac Shakur
Has just released another album under the alias "Makaveli"
Music insiders are running
got trouble
Trouble don't mean a thing
When they start to go ho ho ho de ho
Troubles bound to go 'way, say!
All God's Chillun Got Swing.
got trouble
Trouble don't mean a thing
When they start to go ho ho ho de ho
Troubles bound to go 'way, say!
All God's Chillun Got Swing.
some help
It ain't like I can make this kinda mess all by myself
Don't act like you ain't help me pull that bottle off the shelf
Been deep in every
Bark with me now
Bow-wow-wow, yippie-yo, yippie-yay
And all my girls around the world
That love how it's goin' down, say
Bow-wow-wow, yippie-yo,
Sometimes I listen and revisit them old albums
Often as I can and skim through all them bitches
To make sure I keep up with my competition (haha)
Hogger
92.3
And 106
All the radio stations that be bumping my shit
Making my shit sells katruple quitraple platinum
This go out to all the magazines that
brains
As I sit back and say, tally-ho!
One of these days your punk ass gonna go
Guess you had a key to figure the fucking flow
But you're locked out,
I'm so young and you're so old
This, my darling, I've been told
I don't care just what they say
'Cause forever I will pray
You and I will be
your friends come around
She's the kinda ho that'll make you cry
The kinda ho you have to call before you come by
So why do you wanna kill when she says
been down so low
That the bottom looked like up
Once I felt like second saves
Was enough to fill my cup
Now I've offered all I have
But it ain't no
been down so low
That the bottom looked like up
Once I felt like second saves
Was enough to fill my cup
Now I've offered all I have
But it ain't no
and kissing with my vision all blurry
Sifting through this world of worry
Hurry up with love, please, God bless
I don't do drugs anymore or any less
I didn't
a bitch
Call me Niggarace each finger, it glists
You try to 2Pac me, I hit you with this
a plum, a cherry
Any good thing to make us all merry
One for Peter, two for Paul, three for him who made us all
God bless the master of this house,
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