the world with the words with in this song, And I (I wish) Wish I could teach a could teach a soul to fly, Take away the pain out cha hands and help
the spotlight,you get um jocked right but your lifes not tight. buckin anybody forbed mine when will they relize,im set out to get mine {chorus}x6 [2Pac
, I bring tha ruck 2 any cats bringin Drama, make em' feel good like 2 pac's dear mama, it could be pitch black and I'll spot cha boomkickin yo door like
m a legend Ghetto bitches be wishin' they could spend a day in my presence I'm stackin' plenty dough, I stay on cloud nine Like 2Pac in 'I Ain't Mad At Cha
just in case they start trippin' In the parking lot hit the brakes to the beat With Versace on my back and them gators on my feet [Hook] But cha' know
Verse [Eminem] Shady aftermath, Whoo kid, let?s go 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5 4, 3, 2, 1 Intro [Lloyd Banks] Return of the PLK brought me the feedback And Halloween
won't believe what they do for cock I hit the telly thrash and slide off before the rooster crock pour out some liquor for big let off 2 for pac don't
gon, pookie say they rollin dice blocks from mine Like 2pac on hennessey, until I pass out Blowin on some green, I cant be seen, up in that glass house, playa Chorus [x2
the hookers and peace to the hoodrats My hood is double 0-2, (?poper?) than tip-top I got enough jackers, get around like 2PAC Damn, here comes the one
We also got the speaker Latifah, the Queen of the flavor And nuthin' weaker behind is watchin', kick her The Digital Under-the-Underground, rocks with Shock and 2PAC
he gone always show his face . first time a nigga crossed me , i had that shit stuck in my head , i aint mad at cha' the realest shit pac eva said . thats
it (cha) You crackers we blacker than Shaq and ain't no master shit (cha) We scrappers and hackers who mash for this (cha) Sack of magic shit, feel the fanaticness (cha
niggas say I act like Pac bitch nigga I don't rap like Pac, I just get dat like Pac bring the west back like Pac, make a nigga gack a glock ride strapped
while she down with some jack-jack My eyes like the red carpet still on the blue side They locked me up just like 2Pac and I went platinium Laid it down
[talking: 2Pac] Hehehe (we can throw it off nigga) 2 niggas about to have a fight, look, look (we can throw it off nigga) (What's up nigga? What's up
song that i felt it was nessesary that i bring it back And i just kinda like came along with the song; Here yo boy lyfe Jennings or your boy 2pac
't stop Shit don't stop [Chorus: repeat 2X] My jacket consist of Batteries on robberies, pistol charges, and murder I know I'm the realest nigga ya heard of besides 'Pac
up, but gurl yo' pussy the sheeeeit! [Chorus w/ Songz ad-libs] [Trey Songz - Outro] Bun Beeda, Pimp C, 2Pac and me S-O, N-G, Z Bun Beeda, Pimp C, 2Pac