money out of me/ Unless its Grandma Dorthy or Aunte/ I still represent SUC/ And ima hold it down for Chamillitary/ When I meet up with 2 Pac & Pimp C/
I wake up cryin' because death bugs me when I'm sleepin' Jam Master died, it's like I ain't done grievin' Big and Pac gone and look we still beefin' And
worry me,fuck the fame,im true to the game till they bury me God gave me game so im hustlin,pour out some liqour for my niggas 2pac is still strugglin
fingers up Y'know? They gonna peep this, this how we run game on you *singing* Everybody, heyy, alright Heyy, heyyyeah, heyyyayyy, ohh [2Pac] All my
gotta get my rhyme on And everything I speak my mind on be word to Pac Lord, this fever is so crazy, man I mean...everything I speak my mind on be word to Pac
How We Do' start climbin, acting like a bitch cause he Got Rich and Stop Tryin' Got niggas locked up you a snitch in Queens Told them Touch shot Pac then
much movies, wanna be all talk and Kane 2Pac, everybody wanna act the same Feel my pain, rap niggas dyin for fame Feel my pain, rap niggas is dyin for fame
badder cause my nuts is bigger strapped with a tec 9 a mac 10 and 2 glocks dumpin niggas in ditches cause I'm a thug like 2Pac I'm kickin it in Cali
fast as you can but you cant catch me Look around, look around, punk police Me haf to blast back, cause they blast at me Verse Three: 2Pac They got
in and say they names is Hip and Hop So I grin, pretend I don't know 'em for shit I ask, "Ay homie, why they call you Hip?" He says - [imitating 2Pac] "
's the lesson, If you keep your head down, you might miss out on the blessing. Sing! [Chorus:] I don't need the money, I don't need the fame. I don't
kin, No remorse it was meant to happen Besides rapping the only thing I did good was scrapping Until the end of time [Chorus x2] [2Pac:] Now who's
of kin, no remorse it was meant to happen Besides rappin the only thing I did good was scrappin Until the end of time [Chorus - 2X] [2Pac] Now who'
(feat. 2Pac, Mary J. Blige, Nas) [Just Blaze] Welcome to the house of pain, Just Blaze niggaz [Intro: Mary J. Blige] Theres no we, it seems I can't
Was about to blast with ya gun but you can't stop me Look around, look around, punk police Me haf to blast back, cause blast back best [2Pac] They got
my mic's hooked up Let's get it on! [chorus]x2 Untouchables at your door (Let's get it on) All you wack rappers hit the floor [2pac] How should
) You waitin' for me to lose it I guess I'm just here for your amusement You've seen it all before, guys know how the story goes It's like 2Pac never
auntie I still representin' 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 goin stare up