Lyrics:
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
the candle lit, my nigga never rowed
Niggas caught him slipping, gave him a shit bag
Five shots to the stomach, 2Pac gift pack
It's death row, conspiracy
over nothing
Can't let a broke a** n***a push my buttons
And I'll be d****d if I get trapped by a runner
Pistol at the party shout out to my brother
F**k
the candle lit, my nigga never rowed
Niggas caught him slipping, gave him a shit bag
Five shots to the stomach, 2Pac gift pack
It's death row, conspiracy
It's a hell of a start, it could be made into a monster
If we all pull together as a team
And did we tell you the name of the game, boy?
We call it
Then we'll let it rain, we'll not feel it
Then we'll let it rain, rain pell mell
And we'll not complain if it never stops at all
We'll live and love
(dope)
Trappin' out of the gym, 2Pac is above of the rim (Devoe)
Watching me like I'm a film
They want the chips, the drip, the sauce, my hoe
I look
every day
Oh, we can't just sit by and watch love walk away
If we don't try to save the love we got
Once we lose it, girl, we're gonna lose a lot
Oh, we
congratulations 'cause you built somethin'
You takin' a lot of boxin' lessons, but you still pussy
I see right through you niggas just like 2Pac hologram
Ain't
waitin' on the outcome
Free 2Pac is all that's on a nigga's mind
But at the same time it seems, they tryin' to take mine
So I'mma get smart and get
the pool
Twisting by the pool
Yeah, twisting, twisting by the pool
And we can still get information
Reading all about inflation
And you're never gonna
m*therf***er I ain't never scared (west side)
Like 2Pac Screamin', "Fk the world"
Bones crush like porosis
Don’t do drugs, no kids
Don’t you wanna grow old like
get high
If you miss 2Pac and Nate, let's get high
I mean, every time you come to LA, get high
Ain't it good to you? Hell yeah
The doc said I had
know they got they eyes on me
I feel like 2Pac when he made All Eyez On Me
I keep the Glock on me
Stupid Glock on me
I can't let 'em get the drop
Uh, am I a G? I got proof
Banged in my youth, keep niggas on the roof
With a scope, dough, Cube keep the rope
2Pac'll string a nigga up if the mob
to my drama
We'll include yo mama, if you f**k with my commas
I ain't tryin' to scary you
I ain't tryin' to hear you
I ain't tryin' to control that
Doesn't mean I can't respect you as a black man
Forgetting all the pain and hurt we caused each other in these streets
If I respect you
We unify and stop
a fear of fallin'
Wondering why we bother with love, if it never lasts
I say, "Can you believe it?"
As we're lyin' on the couch
The moment, I can see
twisting, twisting by the pool
And we can still get information
Reading all about inflation
And you're never gonna be out of reach
There's a call-box
Morris Chestnut was a actor
2Pac was the real life "Ricky!"
Then they shot down the nigga that shot him, I swear to God
If I'm lying then Compton is New
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
to the basics and break it all the way all the way down
You can hate it but face it B.I.G. and 2Pac just ain't around
Everywhere you go, there I go, I'm 50 Cent
And you'll say, "Oh my, we really were timeless"
We're gonna be timeless, timeless
You still would've been mine
We would've been
Even if we'd met
twisting, twisting by the pool
And we can still get information
Reading all about inflation
And you're never gonna be out of reach
There's a call-box
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