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to the new
A student of the flame, KRS, Big Daddy Kane
Rakim, Ice Cube
Scarface and Treach through my veins
They influenced 2Pac
He and Biggie became

turtle shit
Bolt like Usain, who game to get got
I mastered the Shaolin styles of BIG and 2Pac
Sweet and sour chicken while my
Partner workin' two woks

try me the second coming of 2pac
Sakumono boy meyi Keche mema mo pressure
I'm not an ordinary rapper menye ordinary
I go the extra mile enti meye extra

low mayne
Lo mein or face this capital punishment
But y'all gon' fertilizer
Guess Ras Kass running shit
Plus doubt y'all thuggish men
Really own 2Pac

muthafucking Krusaders
You don't play me, I play you
My Debut feeling like Jesus
Power Numbers like Babe Ruth
I'm Ninja Turtle in They Foot
I'm 2Pac taking they

to New York state
Pushin' rhymes like weight
And watch some of these rap niggas hate
(what in the homo)
But it's all love, Ice Cube did it
2pac did it

This Is It

Flatbush Zombies

3001: A Laced Odyssey

2016

drugs?
Lord knows I deserve to die on an acid high and I'm double cupped
Cold line, hundred blunts
Seen a few bitches I'd love to fuck
2Pac in 96

just inspired by our idols
Feeling so idle, when I'm not writing
Got no motivation, in my bed feeling lifeless
Going crazy like I'm claiming 2Pac

breathing up ya Ashes
That’s 2pac Shakur I do lots of tours
Never gossip round goons bout what u got before
Zsa Zsa Gabor
You was popping now you not hot no

head, have you lookin' like Marbury
2Pac taught me keep a bomb ready
I'm drinkin' light, but my arm heavy
Private jettin', I know the pilot, used to be

keep a distance, huh
Dream motion living, being broke
Got me livid, huh
Bitches after bitches, huh
All my niggas 2Pac
Speaking revolution or that shit

ja, tut nicht gut, ja
Sind Gewinner, ja, ihr seid Loser, ja
Kreuz' Finger, ja, für 2Pac
Ja, ich bin real, ja, ihr Loser
Ja, for real, ja for real, ja

2pac especially 
Thug Life 

It's hard to defend, "Move Bitch (Get Out the Way)." 
Well, as you can see, there's a bitch in his way, that he needs

this pillow built mommy?
Probably never be global like 2Pac
But the local boys will beat my
Shit hard in their jukebox
Sitting here pretending I'm not

her groove back
The kind of flow that put the rhythm in 2Pac
8 years later
They're saying Ghetto Gospel was
Ahead of it's time i'm like, duh
Tell ‘em I

and smoked take one pull and smoke your head up
I'll send you to tell 2Pac to keep his head up
I went to the fighting really Canibus who can get up
I knew this

to throw a house party
For Unsung Glory
This the E! true story
But they probably won't make it
Until we come back like 2pac and Elvis
Same body.... different

her groove back
The kind of flow that put the rhythm in 2Pac
8 years later
They're saying Ghetto Gospel was
Ahead of it's time i'm like, duh
Tell 'em I

Cutthroat Game

Spice 1

The Ridah

who got the gangsta shit poppin
N.W.A, Too Short, Spice 1, And 2Pac
And fuck you niggaz rappin wack shit, you dodgin the game
I keep two little twin

rich
You broke ima have the last laugh
R.I.P to juice x peep big 2pac
Don't wanna die eighteen

with it 
Bandana on 2pac with it  
West Bank flow Arab money gettin it 
Young boy and he livin it 
And he really pulled up and did the sh*t
Held it down

and I'll be driving round in super cars
All eyes on me feeling like I'm 2pac
Gold and Platinum imma hang my 2 plaques 
Rich and poor man only lived that one

growing like little lion zombie, seeing my self over notorious Bad than 2PAC 
Arrangeing my pack to the world. 
Bringing devastation upon you fake Niggas

Lil Sum Sum

Do or Die

Headz or Tailz

1998

get the digits to my new spot
not the old gotta new flaw
come in pairs like 2 socks
me and you against the world like 2pac
and i hope you got your crew