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But what more can I say
I've never been defeated
By a half steppin' mutha fucka
Clutchin' on the microphone
Sucker I'll break ya bones
Better leave 2Pac

hit em up 2Pac
Out the park the rooftop
Cuz she too hot
She want me to beat it down said where she said the rooftop
But I told her peace like AB

What ever I do
I do Phenomenally
Got money on my mind
Obviously
I'm a Bad boy wid it like Shyne with a y
But I'd rather listen to 2pac
Cause that's my

on me
cll Eyes on Me
Like 2Pac
cll Eyes on Me

My hearts been broke say I can't show no love
I kill a nigga with my mind
I don't need no gun
But if I need

styles how we Our own styles
How we Our own styles our own styles

Don't you love it? 2Pac free shit
That reach the public still I
Believe my speech so

Yes, sir this is Ludacris
In a recite to you an original poem
Written by my man 2Pac Shakur
Entitled in the depths of solitude
And it goes with

Imma leave the town
They don't fuck with mine
Gang I got
That's all I need
Pour out a little liquor for the RIPs
Feel like 2Pac
All Eyez On Me
All Eyez

the Feds
Eating good drinking Champagne
And breaking bread
This is for my dog's in Watts and shit
2Pac got your back, who can stop the hit?
And even with

Made Niggaz

2Pac

Supercop

1996

Godde 
___________________________________________________________ 
The cops in The background while 2Pac speaks: 
Cop: 
A Srg a we've got a 2Pac

Simon Says [US Remix]

Pharoahe Monch

Simon Says/Livin' It Up [Clean]

1999

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

the dark
No matter what, it still can't ease my broken heart

First 2Pac died, then Biggie died and it greatly impacted me
Then history repeated itself,

Right Now

2Pac

Trill O.G.

2010

after midnight
So be ready, to get sweaty, speed up or slow down
You want it, get up on it, it's 'bout to go down right now

Bun Beeda, Pimp C, 2Pac

That's when the profit is controlled
I seen this before with 2Pac and this is old
Sony recycled Michael with that album and it sold
'Cause fans are really

Thug love talking queen to my slimmi
Yeah
Too blazzy
With the flow like 2Pac
Too fast on the flex lines
Never snitch like SixNine
Hold up let me define
I

Moshin' to nostalgic rock shit, I'm Brock
Bitch
Semi-automatic might blast like Team Rocket
Wait, and tell 'em I'm mixing that
Slayer with that 2Pac

just a nut
No homo, I can do that with my hand, bitch
What? Bitch I think I'm 2Pac
Bitch I think I'm 2Pac
Niggas talk that shit 'til they
Get their ass

on)
And I pray you feel the same way as that 2Pac song
We ain't your hoes or your bitches, trophies, or meant for pimpin'
Recognize a gift from God

far from the binoculars
So, that smart money finna get that heat out the car
Yo, I'm K-Dot Lamar meets 2Pac Shakur
I got profiled by a few cops, too

big on 2Pac shit, like Notorious
Golden state of mind, this ain't no crime, we just Warriors
And ever since I recognized what I was doing here
I've

the same, you gotta dream they gon kill it now
Man, excuse my 2pac, if I gotta use that, I'ma use my 2pac
It's a mind state to make you a aware nigga, think

of scotch listening to 2Pac
Wanted to become the youngest dealer to ever hit the block
Knowing in my heart that I wanted to be the best
Until I started

was in my position
2pac but ain't no one listening 
They riding with no ambition 
They blind with hardly no vision
Further away they know I been

with us
You a op and you an enemy now
Boss nigga calling shots like
I'm Penny Liddell
I hit them bitches that you
Never see at 70 down
Look, 2Pac back,

the park with a stolen base
Sipping Brisk while pissing off the rooftop
Could you stop, bandana to the side like I'm 2Pac
A lost child in this world I need