Lyrics:
2Pac without a nose ring
Thug Life, one wife, a mistress and a girlfriend
I did what they say I wouldn't (tell 'em)
Went where they say I couldn't
fucking merked by some lame
Heard he got it in the Range nigga Caine popped one in his brain
Over some-thang, took his watch and his chain
Country boys
ain't selfish
Nah this story I let you tell
From my heart and soul til you feel it
I ain't never faking I'm the realest since
2Pac in the prison they
savage
Like Fred's bro, but this not an act, I wreak havoc
Marching to the top
Upper echelon, go out like 2Pac 'for I go Pop
Know I got the juice and now
bumpin’ fuck cops
20 years ago bumpin’ Snoop Dogg
10 years ago bumpin’ 2Pac
Nowadays bumpin’ fuck cops, Snoop Dogg, 2Pac
Dawg when did you stop? (HOO)
Go!
try me the second coming of 2pac
Sakumono boy meyi Keche mema mo pressure
I'm not an ordinary rapper menye ordinary
I go the extra mile enti meye extra
And lately little boy's showing his spine,
He walkin in a place, and: "dang, he's fine!"
He's his own presence now, man, The reaper will show you out,
Can you,
all the death doom
That's the prophecy
And they sorta left room for hypocrisy
So I see no changes like 2Pac you see
Hit em up!
And that's why I speak
life
You'll be a legend just like Biggie
Or his buddy, 2Pac, man
Biggie, and 2Pac are
The Patrick Swayzes of hip-hop
You should just blow your head off
2Pac
(This world is such a um, and I say this world I mean it, I don't mean an ideal sense)
(I mean an everyday every little thing you do is such a…
again
Back when 2pac was just the guy from Juice
To check out a new track you had to buy or boost
The album or dub it off your mates
blank cassette
Glocks and bombers, box full of rock launchers
Optic lasers, 2Pac tapes and box cutters
I ain't playing with none of you cocksuckers
Make whores stop in
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
You wake up you wanna do what chu love
I'm bout my work I can never get enough
Place of business 2pac defined a thug
Passion in my art cuz it keep me
TO KILL YOU IN THE SPIRITUAL
SPIRIT LEFT THE BODY
AN OUTER BODY EXPERIENCE
TRANSCENDING FLESH
WE FIGHTING
TO STAY IN CONTROL OF IT
FELT LIKE 2PAC
WAS
and poked on shit that is potent
Fresh out the pot, 2Pac couldn't picture my rollin'
Hook
Cam'ron:
I said it's the Diplomats, y'all kickin' is chicken
Nip, Spice-1 or 2Pac never gave a gun to me
So gangsta rap ain't done shit for that
I've even seen white folks from River Oaks go get the gat
So why
on an LP
Take me to ER ASAP for an IV
Motherfuck JLB, they don't support no hip hop
They say that's where it ends, the closest they gon' come is 2Pac
could chase a mill
Or just lay low dam
When you do it big
They gon 2pac hate
When you tell the truth
They gon 2pac hate
Money ain't the issue
You is you
to dumpin' on they ass, like the last outlaws
Rich, 2Pac and the Click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips
With enough shit to raise your block in one dip
We
to dumpin' on they ass, like the last outlaws
Rich, 2Pac and the Click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips
With enough shit to raise your block in one dip
We
life a game like Xbox
But Xbox can't get pop like 2pac
By two Glocks when they drop see the white chalk
If you can talk it but can't walk it
Den you
Everytime i speak i reach a new prestigeous
I'm eages
Protected by the angels no demons
I dont see or hear no evil
Screaming with my 2pac voice
free my
got faith
You don’t listen to ya feelings
Something in the air I don’t feel good
(Feel good, feel good, feel good, feel good)
Life tryna 2Pac the dog
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