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Then I perfected these songs in four months this is my life
And I want you to know that I live by the pen and I'll die with the pen and the pad
I am
snatched
I can do it by myself, I go do it by myself
You won't do it by yo' self, put a nigga on a shelf
Put a nigga on a rack
It ain't nun to go
In today's music news, the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
Just released another album under the alias Makaveli
Music insiders are running wild
a while, you know, he got it
By his second album
He wrote three songs on the first album
And wrote four on the Thriller
[Swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violator the album
Go, go, go!!
[l
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
Yeah, by the hours, it will go (go)
We got loud and we got powder, call it flowers and the snow (snow)
If he ain't the gang, I won't allow him
that yoppa by the bed nigga french toast
Black Phantom out front nigga space ghost
Word on the street you looking for 4 and a heezy
Just pull up in
closer
Show-stopper like album closers
Pedal exposure into deals and nondisclosures
Amount the totals, growing older made me anti-social
Cook up with
a runner It's a sin amongst brothers who survive the
Come up When the opps tryna run up, daily I wonder
When the earth ripped with thunder, will God call my
a thing of beauty
Sellin seltzer by the can bitches think it's trulys
Forty acres and a mule, we got trauma and movies
And label executives on my line just
your title is seven
Takin' out your four man crew makes eleven
By the twelfth well I'll go for self
Rockin' New York like no one else
You can
I send two niggas back up top, and come back
We chop up rock, by midnight, we open up shop
It's four in the mornin', we on the block creepin'
helped me cop my first GSX-are
Had the four-runner, the Z, the 5 and the 3
Used to drive his truck through the hood draggin jet skis
From Gerald Wallace
right by the runway let me feel like bree
This c's'll come like a pocket rocket now the gang in Central with Cee
Had my case papers printed now I've got
nigga gone go for sure
I don't trust dese whores
Dey cheat on most ah Dey niggas 4 sure
Go getchu sum money starting drama
U niggas be bored
Live by da
me, crazy
So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"
Screaming, "Jesus, save me"
You know how the game be, I can't let 'em change me
'Cause
of Tupac Shakur's latest album, Better Dayz
This is yet another posthumous release by Tupac
Which raises the question
Where are these songs coming from?
I can talk about awards
Fuck the fantasies, yo I got all four
And 2001'll be mine, by law
Why name the Greatest Of All Times?
Because for fifteen
of Tupac Shakur's latest album, Better Dayz
This is yet another post-humorous release by Tupac
Which, raises the question
Where are these songs coming
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
your four points O's
And Benz five hundreds it all points to oh
Now you niggas 'memba me
Tell me how could you forget, back to johnny's album cover
keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violater the album
Go, go, go!!
[l boogie]
This is for my mob and my thug niggas
Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam website
bout it
See you steady dick riding and that ego clouded
Ya lady smiled at a brother now you over there poutin'
At The young gunner in a 4Runner
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