Lyrics:
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
my cannon graduated from the belt
Murders in my scene
Trauma been in my genes, seamed in well
No it didn't pay for bail
Paper never made me tell, opps
spherical, geocentrical, and terrestrial
The premise formed, they'd present full was the planets placed by parallax
But Icarus if he seldom slacks, signs sunny
around like a trampoline
Yeah we know how to make a scene
Shoutout to Vandernoth
Big V
Scammed by Little Tay
Ms. Fucci
Chuck E. Cheese
Straight edge life
thing that their funky futurist
Classic Stankonia album suggests
This is true of their backing singers, too
And also the brilliantly-primed musicians who
something they’ll remember
Before they crown us kings, rest in peace young simba
We have come this far by faith, leaning on the Lord
But now you got to get
Astronomical
Million dollar body
(Wooh) thats bionicle
Yea its times to go
Where you wanna go
Pull up to the scene bihh
(Yuh yuh) join the team
song
(That's foolish man, what's he got now
7 million albums? Ha!)
They said I wasn't from the streets
When I was working behind the scenes
Shit
my beakers on the heat, three seven three Kelvin
Y'all can keep to Easy Street, the Seldom Scene get my cheers
The bells be ringing your ears, upon
stop me
Promoting myself, what a fine night
How can you hate me I'm the most loveable out
Since loverboy matt had the women by the mouth
And now I'm just
out the shop
Mint green sidekick, custom-made rag top
"Strictly Business" is the album that we play
"You're A Customer"; the pick of the day
Now there's
as they're going in
But by tomorrow they both will begin
To regret and renege on a bond they have struck
A small price to pay and casual luck
Some lose
Tired of these rappers, tired of these jackers
I'm tired of these dances by these fuckin' backpackers
And I'm sick of all these hipsters, I'm sick
a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bi-, I even have
people to buy
Well how's this for a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
dumb pricks wanna see me leave but we're staying
I need to drop my album for the streets, what we saying
Let me drop it for the people
Heard the first
Often heard but seldom seen
That's the way that it's supposed to be
When you do see me
Mobbin' with a gangsta lean
Dime piece by my side
You can
a reflection of your heart. That words alone could never capture. When I write a Christmas song, it is almost always born from a moment in my life, inspired by
That was May 12th, 1995
I met Jorun at that show
And he introduced me to the hip-hop scene in Halifax
From Universal Soul, Nathan C, Flexman
Papa
hop while Dude's not filming
shock by the film & the TV money, went from scenes with Uncle Phil
to scenes with Sonny, so hard to break free from
into the deep end
By unpopular demand
But what I been through’s what I wrote through
I cuss, fuss, but courteous as fuck when I approach you
This album's
they say when I leave
(What is he smokin' is you sho' it's just weed?)
I used to stay at the crib, seldom come out
'Cause they think my wealth and my
Mo and I'm seldom faded
Zero Gravity proved to be true, they can't hold me down, moves premeditated
Impulsive personality
Living out a dream, lost
demeaning people esteem
And hope it ain't another wet dream
Tired of dreading another wet dream
Petrified by the scene
Yet convinced that potentially
You'll
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