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Kick back nigga, relax and pack dabs
I'm a young lord hitter, that's word to A$AP
Like a 2Pac spitter, them cannot romp with us
Only go strapped in

like i'm 2Pac
Niggas is stuck on old money so i'm bringing the new guap
Everytime I walk up in this bitch they be like "You Hot!"
Niggas getting too hot

some cash for ya/
Play me some 2Pac when I ain't mad at ya/
It's fuck me? Right back at ya/


Chours (Repeat 1x)

is my dream so thas what I'm gonna do
It's not up to you It's up to me
So ima be the best that they ever gonna see
2Pac Ice Cube Snoop Dogg
Thas

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

Governmently engineered like E Bola for this rap garage sale 
by this industry I'm trying not to get fucked like 2Pac in jail 
You can hate me, but await me like

teardrops
The road still long and I don't have a gearbox
So I'm making my first stop
Ten years later I'm the broer you can learn from
I'm the Kapstaad's 2Pac

We in the van bumping old 2Pac shit
He speaks of his dad, how he got moved by this
Two black kids tryna maneuver through life's pits
Was it bad luck

of the siamese
Twins in we're back in the nineties
Back to a time that's divided
By Batman, Mad Max and Macgyver

But remind us, why would I wanna go
Back

a cannibal
With a pill and a xan, I aint a fan of you
And that’s true boy, Recording at 26 like 2pac I’m huge boy
Lemme get it started real quick yeah yeah I

will die before
They ever recoup that shit
Still we coup this whip
You really want that notorious film? You
Best record like 2Pac did

(Daily Duppy 32

Chrysalis

The Underachievers

The Cellar Door: Terminus Ut Exordium

2014

Kick back nigga, relax and pack dabs
I'm a young lord hitter, that's word to A$AP
Like a 2Pac spitter, them cannot romp with us
Only go strapped in

in Ralph, forever I'm fly
(Fish scale)
Hustling, that's in my genes, denim in supply

Mula! Thug life, bitch, had a 2Pac moment
Fresh hold nigga nigga

chillen on the down-low
Keep the shit slow like the late 2Pac
So if I ever start trippin' on you shorty make it backtrack

This goes out to future

me in the streets, fuck the billboard charts
Molly in the bag, lean in my cup
Your main bitch on Facetime acting like a slut
2Pac shit, hit 'em up

Jealous

Nefarious

Speak of Da Devil

2000

knowin I have to have a nine
And half the time I paccs mac with two Gloccs
I sport a vest, fucc that shit they did to 2pac
Don't take it off for shit

Bubs and Daddy's gonna do that
Even when I die, I'mma live as long as 2Pac
I'm putting down some songs, when I go
You better use that
And call the album

2pac 

 Chorus 
We are not our ancestors Niggah 
We been in a pandemic niggah 
 They puzzled by the bigger picture 
Yeh We the young Black Malitia 
Now

detergent
Now hurry, hurry, go on to the altar
I know you ain't a pimp, but pimp
Remember what I taught ya:
Keep your heart, Three Stacks
Keep your heart
Ayy,

Now these doors don't open  til after dark 
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts 
(Yo  me and my crew had to be in by ten 
Right

Well All Rite Cha

Redman

Doc's Da Name 2000

1998

Now these doors don't open til after dark 
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts 
(Yo me and my crew had to be in by ten 
Right

swings
Everything is by design this just in our genes
They do a whole lot of talkin' but ain't said a thing
I listened to my inner voice and then I heard

Bullshit & Nonsense

Kurupt

Against tha Grain

2005

[Repeat 2X]
I am, al-ways, there
You are, ne-ver, there
[Background]
Heh-heh
S.P.I., and Kurupt

[Chorus 2X]
I ain't mad at 'cha (I ain't mad

like I D-IED 
Hit X and Revived 

You'll never respawn in battling me 
I ain't Kevin Hart this ain't joke to me 
Second hand smog you could get the smoke