Lyrics:
a bitch
Call me Niggarace each finger, it glists
You try to 2Pac me, I hit you with this
a fool)
[Verse 2]
In this forsaken life of sin
they got a cell for you waiting at the pen
your homies is there, that ain't never coming back again
it's
over me
Do you remember when you and I were just two young kids
Staying up late on the weekends
Listening to 2pac even though it made mom pissed
to win
Diz to the outside, 2Pac up the center
A ten minute game and we were the winners
The boys started smackin', talkin' that slack and
till he see
fear, sittin around watchin muthafuckas die
The faces of death
Who coulda predicted 2pac would be next?
Read ghetto text: if you live by the sword
and Z got raided
Had the same look on his
Face when I got famous
Oh, happy days playing 2Pac - Changes
In my boxed room
Now the Porsche all spacious
Uh,
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
c'mon)
We got a booth at this McDonalds at a pit stop
He told me he started a 2Pac Party (Is 2Pac allowed?)
Beauty Dior, Kendra, Jade, and some other
skipping
EPMD, who's fucking with it
Outta control like 2Pac in Juice, character Bishop
Who's inferior? My Squad be Def
and we ain't hearing ya, lounge
to Calgary
Yea, you're who-blah and your shoe rot
You're too shy to be Rah Rah, your due ska
You're new job from Calgary to the new spot
Threw that 2pac
good, you act tough for the camera
Run from the lil' kids, they fuckin with Santa
Cause they like 2Pac more - word? Word to my grandma
I figure I might
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
deadlier than a whole school system of investors
So check us, I always smoke mad blunts before breakfast
'Cause I, Get Around like 2Pac with Poetic in my
in L.A.
So popular
She introduced me to
2Pac the next day
She took me to this party
In Beverly Hills
Where me and Chris Tucker
Couldn't get in
everything in the
Someone help me please universe within the light
Someone help me! Understanding
They already did 2Pac My children, all six
your woman
If she doesn't know me, I'll tell her I'm Justin Bieber's cousin
Are you not perhaps afraid of what might happen?
They could never call
Yukmouth be wrong?
How can Lynch be wrong?
How can 2Pac be wrong? Bitch!
[Repeat Chorus]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I've been nice to you rapper cats for
smoke the best of dro while she down with some jack-jack
My eyes like the red carpet still on the blue side
They locked me up just like 2Pac and I
the trenches, tryn'a duck a sentence
Hope the rats don't tell
Like 2pac said, we need fkn changes
Man that's straight facts
We either elevate, or we'll never get
of the goose thinkin that I'm 2Pac
Getting caught with a few thoughts
'Cause I'm too lost
I'm about to go off
The speakers can't even handle me
Give it what I
through traffic with 2Pac blastin'
With a bitch that's irritatin' from all these questions she askin'
Like what bitches I fucked, when, how and where
You
having sex with the law
I know the phones getting tapped, all my texts and calls
But I never let the D.A. get the best of me, no
Man can you picture
Messiah, Mercury
Pinkhouse, 2Pac, Tu Tu, 2Pac
Tutu-2Pac, Tu Tu, 2Pac, Scott LaRock
And Trouble T-Roy, Biggie
Bi-Bi-Biggie, Biggie, biggie
Mastadon,
Why is ratting at an all time high?
Why are you even alive?
Why they kill 2pac n' Chris?
Why, at the bar, you ain't take straight shots instead
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