put it down on they brain We real, some tru-city thug shit The essence of a thug, they dont like a nigga in public With two glocks, I represent 2pac,
ain't askin' for world peace I want Range Rovers in three different colors Genie gimme the damn keys Dead wrong like a dead sticker on a bong bombs runnin
him 'cause the son of a bitch won't quit barkin' Or leanin' out a window, with a cocked shotgun Drivin' up the block in the car that they shot 'Pac
[Intro: 2Pac] Black Cotton Black Cotton Black Cotton - A symbol for unrewarded struggle Time for a little gospel tail Ghetto gospel that is- listen Rotten
the world That love how it's goin' down Now that the gates wide open, it is I who they runnin' from Little with the ill crossover like Iverson In 2K
8, 7, 6, NASA take me away, life's a bitch [Hook 2] Everywhere I go Trouble seems to find me Blood in my eyes Everywhere I go [Verse 3: 2Pac] They got
no fo thats how it is and thats how it go act like you know when i creep real slow givin love to the playas that i know is real (2Pac) ever since a
just come through cause that boy be rockin steady ESG is on lock them boys aint gone stop them boys be comin through Im sendin shouts to 2pac, and that
S.U.C. (And I'm a hold it down for Chamillitary) When I meet up with 2Pac and Pimp C {And when I'm gone they gon' still remember me} [Chorus] [Verse
[Kane] Where's 2Pac and Biggie Smalls?? *crowd goes nuts* [Scoob] Yeah, ahhhhhhhhhhhh-ight? (Yeah!) [Scoob] Keep it goin! [Kane] Mister Cee.. Yo Scoob
fed up But come out, gun-blazin', and keep yo' head up You can call it what you want to but it ain't gon' change Above the law, 2Pac, OG's in this rap
I can make it Pac Man Jones in here too long We up a hundred grand whenever I hear a new song C?mon, c?mon, that?s too many ringtones 2.8 what you want
will they mourn me Yeah! This for my nigga Kato It's still on nigga Thug Life, Thugs for life Ha Ha yeah, how long will they mourn me Yeah nigga 2Pac
a god damn shame Are you ready for the real here we go now? Most on the radio can't flow now Everyday I gotta cut the radio down Sound like another Pac
a bitch When he threw it he missed, the niceset MCs is right here Why the fuck you throw it over there The whole rap game turned into a 2-Pac-a-don Gangsta
it's a murder fest I smoke chronic everyday, so what have we Another motherfucker, gettin served like some cavy Now who, drops (ruff rhymes) I got full Juice like 2Pac
' to the enemies, wild conspiracies I'm a say this 'till the day that I die Seven thirty fives bring on bitches lies While you bullshitin', I'm hard hittin' like 2pac
mama told me never stop until I bust a nut Fuck the world if they can't adjust It's just as well, Hail Mary [Chorus 2X] [Makaveli] Penetentiaries is