Master p all these niggaz screaminA'blastephemy,You ainA't Pac nigga,Tatted up in them magazines BandannaA'ed up in them magazines,You ainA't Pac ,Fuck
then I moved up to cane Pushin dem bouldas, slangin dem quarters, I got em 2 for 3, god dammit, I'm a balla! Pushin in weight, from state to state, Niggaz
I got shot You so much pressure on me when you compare me to Pac I'm just a new kid, I can't help that I'm hot What little niggaz say to 50 cent don't
but a gangsta party Break out the champagne glasses and the motherfuckin condoms Have one on us aight?? Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party [Verse One: 2Pac
(*talkin*) 0-1-2 baby, Ezell Swang and Suga Bear Here goes another one, and another one And another one, come on [Hook: Suga Bear & (Ezell Swang)] Everybody
Chorus 2X] [Makaveli] Penetentiaries is packed with promise makes Never realize the precious time the bitch niggaz is wastin Instutionalized I lived my life a product made
it was hard to take my eyes off your legs Listen can I buy you a drink? Let your home girl hold your mink The dead thought made for you and me Can you
Fuck you too baby! Fuck all y'all niggaz I'm on some maintain shit All my money gettin niggaz maintain Most of the time, niggaz get money and only last
white folks, ship it to the drug dealers, And catch'a-catch'a nigga world-wide, a fuckin Mobb Figga. West Coast hoo-ride, when we robb niggaz, money made
grind mean hustle You know [Chorus: 2Pac (repeat 2X)] We tradin war stories, we Outlawz on the rise Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes [2Pac
It flows from the streets to athlete's Bangin' to track meets From Venus to Serina You know that we pack heat Gimmie mine! (Chorus: Krayzie Bone x2) Verse 2
recognize Zino is the realist,since Pac been alive [chorus] x2 Look into my eyes and you will see: (My life my pain) My life my pain and the things that made
posted with the big homie (cannon). I got niggaz who don't like rap lovin our shit, We got niggaz who was stuck on Pac bumpin our shit. These niggaz
his color cause he need it (2Pac: Get on your knees and pray) And all you niggaz hatin, shut your mouths It's just the real niggaz ain't buyin that shit
're not 2Pac Don't make me, too hot and you're not Shootin' at me, with the only shot you got Ja quit playin' knock it off you're not 2Pac You'll get
[Erv Gotti] Everybody wants to make comparisons to Pac, and X, and me, YALL NIGGAZ want to see Pac come back? You want to see this shit? it's here nigga
not 2Pac Don't make me, too hot and you're not Shootin' at me, with the only shot you got Ja quit playin' knock it off you're not 2Pac You'll get popped
Chorus - 2Pac/Makaveli] Young niggaz in the wild life Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life Thinking he can make his pay Too in a rush, niggaz