Lyrics:
a nightmare
Had it all curled down to her ass, man, that's unfair
She kill with her manicured nails and they feature
She match em to make with the holiday
the wedge while I'm fuckin for free
Scared to death like you stuck in a tree
I'ma stretch your ass out like I'm cuttin the deed
Frontin like a big man but
shit out here man
Y'kno what I'm sayin?
These niggas that's flip-floppin
They pitching in they kitchens
With these boys and they doing all so
And if you
even if I died last I’d be survived by nothing but class
They knew my vision was the future From way back in da past I left them to laugh and hate while
Orne me
Orne me
Orne me
Orne me ingyewe
I am
Orne me
Questhood
Me u chagh a chagh orwam u ngu ama ga
Me unugh a nugh orwam ungu a kpaa ga
Man ka wan
ever since I was a young lad
How I get it
No one need to know, like, goddamn
I'm staying by my business
Got demand for the man that pay the man
Got
into
Yeah I need my loot by rent day
But that ain't what gives me the heart of Kunta Kinte
I'm tryin' to give us us free like Sinke
I can't stop,
like a gorilla straight up out the damn wood
As I a kid man I used to play tug of war, now I grab chicks
By the hair and play rug a war. I'm a king baby
dollars")
Niggas will sell their soul to
Go platinum and gold
I'm cold 'cause I got the
Gold and kept my soul
Drop an album full of soul
Sold twelve times
The most important artist of this
Generation over 21 Grammy's
6 Consecutive number 1 albums one of the most
Impactful voices to ever grab
know by living
In the neighborhood familiar
With those sounds we knew it was gunshots
So automatically you know we started
Taking cover because we
Didn't
We back widdit, ha ha
4800, that's still me
Let's get it
Let's get it
Oh man, ha ha
(Me) you know a nigga still ballin'
Servin' in
So I forgot something man
I forgot how many people in here have the "And justice for all" album
Yeah, you're right
I counted and I was a few off man
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You
pop style for 30 hours, then let him repeat
Now, you poppin' up with the jokes, I'm dead, I'm asleep
I just left from over by y'all puttin' pen
Freedom or jail, clips inserted, a baby's bein' born
Same time my man is murdered; the beginning and end
As far as rap go, it's only natural, I
Freedom or jail, clips inserted, a baby's bein' born
Same time my man is murdered; the beginning and end
As far as rap go, it's only natural, I
this whole album
I owe so many this album I owe the world man
I use to think the world owed me that's why I gained nothing
Use to feel sorry for myself
By the type of motherfuckers who ain't scared of shit
And if you playing this album, and I'm no longer here
And sometime far away from when I recorded
Bank account full of loot, it was wild as a zoo
We was down for a while now the album is through
Better see five stars by the album review
Or you
one
I know I drop one four summers straight"four summers"..
Had to pause this summer though "had to pause"
Learn how to be a motherfucking man
been, I've been workin
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play
your friends (man, this life we live)
I been affected by both friends and kin, but fuck it
I guess we all sin (man, this life we in)
So roll that weed
One wa-wa one, one two, one two
One wa-wa one, one two, one two
One tigga one, one two, one two
Dug Inf on production, my man Com for
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