mic, hot lyrics comin from me people thinks i'ma sic, nah i'm just tha shy A-Double-B remanissin yesterday i was holdin ma hennessey roled and got shot, what
records we've sold, it's all about how many save souls. Can you feel me? Tears ran down my eyes yesterday as I heard about 2-Pac's death, is there
focused What we're building got 'em all afraid Give me the K, I'll be honored to ignite the flame that'll, burn down the game, what's fame? Keep it A
be on" - The Lah That talk lot of shit "'bout to bust" - The Lah "Underground street nigga Bumpy came" - The Lah [Verse One] Hail, come on, hail What
showin? me is wrong. grab your hand and go along, cause I?m followin? you. say I should be pleased, what if I?m saddened? always say I been through worse, what
evil it's forever. But it might be low down, scandalouz Like a tramp is. All for the street fame on how to be managed. To plan shit. 6 months in advaced to what
ain't even know the homie) But what do you know about Pac's Life? (What you know about Pac's Life?) Yeah Everybody talk about Pac's Life (Outlaw, Outlaw, yeah) [Verse 1: 2Pac
[Intro] 2Pac: It's just me agains't the world FlipBoy: It's me agaisn't the world with 2Pac: Nothing to lose, it's just me agains't the world baby FlipBoy
us So we gotta do what we gotta do to keep rolling One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind [Eminem] And we continue growing [2pac] One Day at
every move We need some money smokeing bitches to clear our vision like visine And a 40 of O-E for the I.V. So gimmie gimmie cuz im livin for the fame
to get when I heard them live instruments on Snoop Dogg's Gin & Juice Or you know when 'Pac was going off on everyone in the industry or Or when Scarface and 2Pac
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
take) Fox...I gotta get my rhyme on And everything I speak my mind on be word to Pac [VERSE 3] See, it's the streets that inspire me This is my proof of what
mutha fucka All you get up on there is sing a few hooks Nigga you wanna claim a niggas fame, nigga You was our Ashanti, you bitch ass nigga What the fuck
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
