Lyrics:
I can reminisce the black fist, Uzi, Terminators
Terror doom techniques that terrorize the lighter shade
It's all about the game that we play
We hungry
Like an expansion team
Move in the paths provided by the righteous
My memory implanted
We grafted in God's likeness
The higher I get, in this
large checks
Casue we skiddly-dip-dip-do-dep dip dip for effects
Brothers think I'm dissing, but I'm really on the dicks
Look into my album
rhyming for
Got me in a New Music Seminar back in '94
You and Black, I was with Rubix, JuJu, and Forté
We was snot-nosed kids, but you showed us love all
rhyming for
Got me in a New Music Seminar back in '94
You and Black, I was with Rubix, JuJu, and Forté
We was snot-nosed kids, but you showed us love all
I mean Nas is one of the greatest, can we get a cheers?
Woo, cheers!
I mean the echo of life is the echo of love
And the echo of love is the echo
with days wey i they h wey i go faint
If you wanna hear the story loyal boy go play the tape
My album on the way as you they fell back in the days
We
not about being killed! We are not interested in those suicides
We want to live! We want a new life!
Everything of value in the black community we
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
into the deep end
By unpopular demand
But what I been through’s what I wrote through
I cuss, fuss, but courteous as fuck when I approach you
This album's
Covers, videos and all that shit
Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-Slauson rapping
Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the album
All Facts
I been on the go ain't got time for a chat
Living for today, don't define where we at
Want this shit forever get designed in a tat
Tell em
could be on sight before a nigga even see you
That's ride by, dash off and we laugh
I changed up for the future, my mask was off in the past
I heard
Brodie, keep counting, we gon never stop
Banger after banger, y’all ain’t ready for the album drop
Hard times hadda Nigga praying, Lord pave the way
nowhere to go ('cause I be runnin' this)
Reaper saved your soul (come on)
Surroned by the colors, I see crimson, black and blue (come on)
Locking open
a difficult d-
Did I mention, fuck Mr
Aim for the moon nah we ain't in reception
Aim for the moon
Land amongst the stars
Wear black
Sit down
Head down
Follow
motherhood
And we fall out of touch
In your absence I write songs again every day
Haunted by ghosts of the dope ass albums you would've made
Until two years
By our bling bling ring ring and I can't debate it
Low riders hittin' on switches
As we pass by ya in sun fire, c'mon
What y'all need to do is throw
gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than
fought that dude
I read the paper it said the pigs caught that dude
Its sad another black man taking by a black hand
Wish your last night in the club we
Behavin' shadier than Wes Craven
And you ain't even gotta pay me
I take pleasure of laying a nigga down daily
You face me, drunk or sober, you'll faint
Behavin' shadier than Wes Craven
And you ain't even gotta pay me
I take pleasure of laying a nigga down daily
You face me, drunk or sober, you'll faint
These vices vices meaces mices
We all wanna piece till we mice in vice grips
We all want peace but we fight for rights
Is it black or white when justice
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
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