Lyrics:
(words & music by sid tepper - roy c. bennett)
When you meet by chance, it's not by chance
It's kismet
When two hearts stand still, it's destiny's
me to give a nigger-y twenty-one gun salute
That's seven shots for 2pac
Seven for Biggie Smalls
Seven for Freaky Tah up in your neighborhood malls
shoes (slime)
Came-came equipped it with the loot (slatt-slatt)
21, that's who (slatt-slatt)
Your bitch'll probably slide by the two (slime)
You ran
a gritty fiend for,
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
the contradiction is, i do
Fight for artists, but in
That fight I somehow
Was disrespectful to artists iI didn’t
Know how to say
The right thing the perfect thing i
From my once upon a time album
A song about two people who fell in love
Showing up one day face to face
Well he searched and searched for nights
Now we're gonna play a song now
Uh This song is from an album called One Size
Fit's All well I'm surprised you people
Have heard of it didn't sell
and Wesson in this mothafucka
Right now Greg Nice in this mothafucka
Right now LS in this mothafucka
Right now Baby Jesus And The All Star's
Right now 2Pac
but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means, king of the road
Trailers for sale or rent,
zároveň si ještě skill upgradnu
Beru si beat, bossuju na něm jak young 2Pac (Young 2Pac)
Vejde se jí do pusy celej můj scoped AK (Hahahah)
Vaříme heat,
that shit, I'll knock you out
A nigga be pickin' you up off of the ground for thinkin' you 2Pac
And shawty give me neck till I pass out
And she just
2pac
She gon' break her toes tryna kick it with her shoes off
I was on set half-sleep in a Lambo
All yall know I bring the heat like my name is Rambo
By horse, by rail, by land, by sea, our journey starts
Two men incensed by one man's journey from the past
In Iceland, where the mountain stood
About the album ""Index Librorum Prohibitorum"":
It could be a double album but these two (#Drops and Index Librorum Prohibitorum) distinct works
the whole A
I'm in love with too much money
To find me a soul mate
I feel like I'm 2Pac cause my
Set be on the way
I throw up them W's no W that's where we
Against all odds, I'm still here n****
Aiyyy, I got to get my props for 2Pacalypse
O.P.D. -- what??!
When this album come out, n****z can kiss
me down is two cops
I'm back on the block and sellin' my rocks
But niggas gettin' jealous
They gave me a brew, and hit me for two
I'm callin up my
were we
The shore was kissed by sea and mist tenderly
I can't forget how two hearts met breathlessly
Your arms opened wide and closed me inside
You took
a sigh were we
The shore was kissed by sea and mist tenderly
I can't forget how two hearts met breathlessly
Your arms opened wide and closed me inside
bring love dreams, we'll be cuddling soon,
By the silvery moon.
Act two, scene new, roses blooming all around the place;
Cast three, you, me,
by low light
Car crash low light
Can't wear my mask your first my last
Voice goes by
Two birds is what they'll see
Getting lost upon
This my last motherfuckin' freestyle dog
If you don't let me go first this time man
You'll have to wait 'til the
Album come out Monday
I'm tired man
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*written by Bob Geldof
*taken from the album entitled "A Tonic For The Troops"
ain't come over here to get
Strokin' and all that bullshit
You came over her to get fucked
I fuck you thug style, baby
You leave my house sayin'
2Pac game
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