Lyrics:
Mister, that Mister, Bobby Bands
Mr. Long, Mr. Get-Her-Wrong, Mr. Sing-A-Song
Hit the bong, Mr. Cheech and Chong, Mr. In-My-Zone
Mr. 2Pac Herringbone,
Ever since the dawn of a new era, known as Hip-Hop A.D
After 2Pac and Biggie Smalls unsolved shmurdas
The genre of rap music has searched for its
get the digits to my new spot
not the old gotta new flaw
come in pairs like 2 socks
me and you against the world like 2pac
and i hope you got your crew
and Wesson in this mothafucka
Right now Greg Nice in this mothafucka
Right now LS in this mothafucka
Right now Baby Jesus And The All Star's
Right now 2Pac
Officially the hottest nigga rappin' since 2Pac
'Fore you rap 'bout me, best ask 'bout me
I'm out my fuckin' mind, need counselin'
Please don't doubt me,
smokes chronic everyday, so what have we?
Another motherfucker, getting served like some cavi'
Now who drops (ruff rhymes)? I gots the Juice like 2Pac
smokes chronic everyday, so what have we?
Another motherfucker, getting served like some cavi'
Now who drops (ruff rhymes)? I gots the Juice like 2Pac
Vamoose like 2pac
Suicidal tendencies, down to white Hennessy
Look in the book, I'm the definition of menace b
Chokin' niggas out for no reason, it's
What? Most three dangerous words in the
Whole fucking music bidness
(You ain't heard?)
Snoop Dogg, Dat Nigga Daz and 2Pac
(From where?) death Row's
Immortalz)
And 2Pac Makaveli outlaw Immortalz
You know how we do this shit nigga
Give me my money in stacks
And lace my bitches with dime figures
Real niggas
affiliate, X.O. sip, a gold getter
With the rest to gather, my cold killer
It's "Me Against the World" like 2Pac
And like Biggie, I'm "Ready to Die" for what
Bitch I done won, got it and I'm showin'
'Cause I ride the dick like a Harley
2pac is back, gangster party
Got a fetish for head in a Maserati
Gucci
Man, last time 2Pac came to me in a dream
I was living in Wichita, Kansas
Once I moved to LA
I think there was so many things
Being thrown at me
on me like i'm kodak
Money fat like a big mac
Money fat i got big bandz
Fuck it up and get it right back
Hit 'em up like im 2pac
Bitch i'm fly like
I just got chickens on top of chickens
Everyone know that my Papa chicken
Them niggas tried to 2pac a nigga
But fuck it, bomb on my enemies on my
a faker!(x4)
He was all juiced up, thought he was 2Pac
'Til 'dem boys caught him, hit him with them two shots
Now, he in the station singin' like he T-Pain
Ah, me and my nigga 2Pac finna do what we do
Understand this
'Cause it's way understandable
Niggas done changed, man
Niggas done really changed, Rich
When I rhyme, I put rappers on da spot
Recording in da same studio, 2Pac got shot
Bringing to da game new ideas
I cop more respect than u, I aint dropped
down to your bus stop
Marley hit dem hard like a gun shot
Macavelli yes I be 2Pac
Middle finger to everyone of them bloodclats
I dont give a shots make
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
hit or something gitcha mind right
Only sinning when I see em coming it's ah time lot
I'm worst down to die bout ah verse
2Pac taught me boy I'm first
about 9
Rocking the latest R9s
Wanting to reach to cloud 9
Started to learn about rhymes
2pac was the outline
Changes
Living dangerous
The pain it
Of The Fittest-Mobb Deep, and Lost Boyz
Lickin shots got the game hot
They even flipped on 2PAC
Snoop Doggy Dogg put the West Coast in gear
Dr Dre, NWA, Eazy E's in
the car go vroom
Ambition of a rider
I feel like 2pac
Yea I'ma hit em up
Nigga I got the juice
Now I'm warmed up
Like I took a shot of henny
But I been
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