Lyrics:
at'cha
I'll never be popular
Like that 2pac "I ain't mad at'cha"
So baby beware
This game of life is like do or die
It's hell on this Earth
The only
me your booty
Imma say wow
You're cutie
And buy me Call Of Duty
So I can play (Cutie patootie)
2pac had the throne now I'm taking it next
And I'm
a bond and shackles and that nigga fainted
2Pac trigger man, somewhere on his knees praying
Now it's time fo' certain things to come to life
David
[Raekwon the Chef]
So yo yo all I want to do is just tell them cats
On the real, keep your game high man, keep it up
Word up, never stop
just inspired by our idols
Feeling so idle, when I'm not writing
Got no motivation, in my bed feeling lifeless
Going crazy like I'm claiming 2Pac
I'm about it
Grindin' like 2Pac or Biggie Poppa, yeah you outer but I'm hotter (right)
Car jacking, pistol packing, mothafuckin' choppers clapping
had them stupid fades
Life is a book and we are people on its page
Its time to go beyond taxes, finances and wage
Get up and live before you are beyond
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
tech
and 2pac will see you in our room wit your victorias
secret see thru I thought you knew
Chorus
Pac:
I call you up long distance
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
took a fucking loss
Yeah I seen your type nigga yeah I know your new with it
Yeah you want a million dollars what you gon do with it
A million
huh) "Life After Death" and that 2Pac shit drop
I'm even good to a white boy with a slick top
Stuck up in the mountains with a
Gun and a rich pop
Who
on this click
You gon' make a nigga get up with cha kid
Split yo wig oh yes, I did
I told you, you don't want it with a hard hitta kid
I done warned
Major charges dropped
Police brutality is non-stop
Cops claim we the biggest gang
words quoted by 2pac
I should've seen it all coming
I should've seen it
Yo, yo, yo y'all don't know 2Pac, yo, yo
No man, no keep it on the under man
They don't know who 2Pac is blood
Yo, Bust a beat up yo blood, bust
One can mention one's self and it'd be too pretentious
And to pretend as if 2Pac is not these dudes' intentions
Pay attention if you should listen
He is a musician
He do not write
He compose
He can tell you the tempo of his heart
And how it shifts from adagio to allegro
When I see your face
How
gon judge
If they knew me bet they would love me
I'm like a rose buddy In concrete like 2Pac
I just want your love and I want peace we a match made in
on out you see the look in my eye
I'm a product of that lobby breezeway NY yo
This the exclusive real murder district
That boom box kicking like when 2Pac
these bitches yo 2pac hit up
I'm in a bad mood bad mood
She says I'm handsome but she ugly what that mouth do what that mouth do
I'm taking shits up
I'm helping myself
When I help the world, bitch help yourself
I'm an only child, I was God's impression
2Pac perfected, outlaw on records
I will never
the events, 2pac
Now he’s notorious, you all know that Biggie had entendres
His lyrics were B.I.G., Los Angeles, California
March 9th, 1997, Wilshire, Boulevard
throwin' money around
Or 2pac without Humpty around
Or 50 before Em, Nas talkin' like a gun in his song
Cam'ron during "Children Of The Corn"
Beans before
like 2Pac and chain letters
But this time, I simped though, got played like a wimp though
The Pharcyde said it fly, she kept +Passin' Me By+
Not even
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