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endowed

I let it get around and then I get around

A 2Pac of condoms, lay the Biggie down

And then it's back to chasin' green faces

Don't talk to me

wired to my backpack
iPad full of 2pac and 3 stacks
A single fuck to give
Em said I didn't need that (Didn't need that)
I started to believe that (To

I'm Not Racist

Joyner Lucas

I'm Not Racist

2017

'm not racist, I never lied
But I know there's a disconnect between your culture and mine
Yeah, I praise 2Pac like he was a fuckin' god
He was fighting

which song should be
Released as a single
From his sophomore album, Dreams
Worth More Than Money
Which he's scheduled to complete within the
Week because

Balls 'n Brains [Previously Unreleased Track]

Spice 1

Hits

1998

a muthafuckin case like 2Pac
A real nigga gotta have balls and brains
To maintain in the game
Livin in the city with the killers and thugs
And might be dealin

and putting lean in their cup 
They're also taught to do anything to get the guap 
And live the thug life and pretend to be like 2Pac 
Am I the only one who

main goal, it's our main prize
Time flies, so recognize
We do this everyday, this our main life
So much time in the world ain't no time to waste
2pac

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

From My Family to Yours

The Lost Boyz

Love, Peace & Nappiness

1997

this be a message to the ghetto when will this shit stop
we lost 2 ill niggaz B.I.G and 2pac
this goes to all of us so peep the session from your

triple beam adorn ya
2Pac asking just how long will
N***as mourn ya
How you can’t hear the pain
Of us going through it
45 being foolish
But we finna make

This be a message to the ghetto when will this shit stop
We lost 2 ill niggaz BIG and 2Pac
This goes to all of us so peep the session from your nigga

and yeah
I bеt that's how 2Pac would feel ()
This generation's differеnt had to go
And cop a shield and keep myself away from
Addicts glorifyin' poppin'

ain't talking about no nude cop
I’ve had this same plan ever since 
15 years from the death of 2pac 
My card got declined for some chips 
And them shits

of dick
Only faithful to my bros
My rights and my wrongs
Some nights I play, 2Pac and zone
Pop on my phone, selling and flipping
Bounce to my own
True

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

these bitches yo 2pac hit up
I'm in a bad mood bad mood
She says I'm handsome but she ugly what that mouth do what that mouth do
I'm taking shits up

North Korea
I know god isn't real 'cause no
God would keep you alive
And kill 2Pac and Aaliyah
I would rather get mauled by a bear
Or have somebody spill

back in the days
Back in the Back in the days
Backpack full of Andrés
That's three stacks and The Chronic, no wait
More like three dollars and a 2Pac

with two Glocks cocked
I do pop shots to make your fucking crew hop scotch
And fuck you cops cause you cock block
Killuminati spit the shit that got 2Pac

Geheimtipps des MI6
Immer bunte Scheine in den motherfucking Geldschein-Clips, ah
2Pac im Tapedeck, „I Get Around“
Goldschallplatten überall im Treppenhaus

cendres
J'resterais loin devant comme 2Pac ou Biggie
Comme Bob Marley a enculé l'reggae
Demande à Ziggy c'est pas du Shaggy
J'baise tout dans l'émission de

the middle of an exorcism
Thanks to voodoo dolls the new 2Pac
You been warned since the first day
I'm so ahead of my time I'll be 99 on my birthday
You just

the motherland
We need Tupacs in the motherland 

I'm 2Pac in the motherland

2pac in me
I tally up these bodies like a mosoleum lobby
Buncha yous, one I, logo of illiminati
Do a show and move ya body
Reved up like a new Ducati