Lyrics:
wealth to poor
Never that, take the prize and floor it to the shore
No small talk, give me a medium speech
We fitta slit the wrist the of time on Manhattan
Suge Shot Me
In today's music news: the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
Just released another album under the alias Makaveli.
Music insiders are
In today's music news, the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
Just released another album under the alias Makaveli
Music insiders are running wild
In today's music news: the ever-controversial 2Pac Shakur
Has just released another album under the alias "Makaveli"
Music insiders are running
these people albums I'm a charity too
I produce my own beats
I write by myself 'cause I'm a lyrical G
Record my own vids
Make a whole doc
Do my own media
of the music industry encourage
Me to change the walk
Of my songs when I write
From the deepest part of
My heart, my advisers say, I remind
People too much
It's been a long time coming
Too long, too long
It's been in the making a quarter century
But it's here now, it's here now
If by time you hear this
don't hit me up first, man
Ya'll must got me confuse I take niggaz by two I break niggaz in two, man
Ya'll fake niggaz is thru I hear ya album is poo
thing that their funky futurist
Classic Stankonia album suggests
This is true of their backing singers, too
And also the brilliantly-primed musicians who
lookin' over at me
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be
Bitch, I'm Bruce Wayne in the game
You just perpetrating from the side line
What it feel like? (Huh)
Metaphor game too silly
Punch lines way too silly
Don't be surprised, look in the sky, yeah we finna fly
I got a suit, I got a tie, now I'm finna slide
Do a drive by, in the new ride, that shit apple
Digital Album
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Compact Disc with 2 panel insert. All artwork by Fleeting Joys.
Also includes immediate download
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I emigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean:
Dominican Republic!
It's evident in the way that I talk-a-talk
I travel abroad by the Concorde, with a Clue tape (Clue!)
Stop in Sicily and tell 'em they pizza fake
And I
me up everyday like what you waiting on
Archie and MK call me up every hour like
When you gonna drop that album man, you're taking long
Man look, can't
than a bachelor pad
We’re here to take our city back - capture the flag
Setting next year’s fads, y’all still rappin’ ‘bout swag
Get your album shrink
Everything it all happen
To me too
Being so famous
And loved by everyone
I just can't help
This journey that I'm on
This show gotta make it a good one
How
people with your parodies
You guys also have too much insecurities
XBS, you the real "plush drama" you familiarities
Song with Rad, it was very bad
Music
sees it
It's therapy season!
You want album 3? Then give me a reason!
Why should I bother stressin' again?
Why should I wake up depression again?
Won't
before you today to bring you a sample of our work
An LP, if you will
The creation of this album sought to bring us closer together
To have all of us in
I heard in lower Manhattan they are growing gills
New York’s the new Atlantis; a modern R’lyeh
And one day the oceans gonna be our tomb
Bodies
All flamed up walking by and salute
B's all up chuck it up witta suwooooo
Hittem on the line face time witta beef
I Catchem out side suicide no police
out
Do this shit by myself with no hand outs, Yeah
Meko and J.T.S! back on the track now
If you wanna come try me I might call up Masi, you know I could
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