, through my city Breaking boys off, every night and day And I never got, one minute of sleep Cause I ball and say fuck, what them haters say The wood
Fuck that shit 'ya know what I'm say'n Give a child to my nigga' I ain't givin' a child to no fuckin' body fuck that Big baby Jesus in the motherfuckin
I'm Figi Spit the truth til I die, give a fuck you niggas sick of me No matter what the fuck you faggotts do You can't get rid of me. (Ali) Peace, to
on your block They made up, that shit called T.N.T. that get me knocked Kick lyrical losenges, kick shit like harsh bitches And if you fuck around, you
Live back at 'cha, Westside baby Aight, fuck it, we gone flip some new shit now Heard 'All Eyez on Me', niggaz know what time it is 'Pac do it like that
?? MAN, this fuckin bitch, this fucker (Go, go, go) Kill this bitch, kill this bitch (get in there now) I told you this bitch was snitchin muther fucker
see, I'm not your G-O-D I got my soul on wax, I spin it back as I melt wax The unwritten, rhymes forbidden, but still hittin' The U-N-H-O-L-Y and I
With In A Eviler Grin And Ill Begin I Contend To Be Greatest Of Ever Start M-O-N-O-X-I-D-E Ya'll Can Even See Me In 3-D All Up In Ya Like A Now
pick our noses) Yeah you fuckin bitches think we do coke, we dont do coke you fuckin dumb fuck i pick noses my own BIATCH! I don't give a fuck listen...
s show them like we used to You say fuck, that yo holmes, fuck this I'm the king Ad-Whammy, you're Dick Butkus One half science, and another half soul
We're bouncin', 'n everybody knows that Bounce & Turn We're bouncin', 'n everybody knows that Bounce & Turn We're bouncin', 'n everybody knows that
fuck the thug? Hell yeah, nigga, no love I thought you knew and nigga don't shove 'Cause I'm like, nigga what? I'll fuck you up you know the rules Regime
me/We come from the fuckin city call Columbus Thuggish Ruggish/The artist formally known as Bizzy Bone up in this mother fucker/Son of a bitch/Motha fuck
fast Fo' we flash in a flash, millimeters n' macs, nigga Chorus: Daz- Just keep it gangsta Kurupt- Bustaz banged on, ridaz pushin', that's what you
about it He got moves to make strugglin' and scrapin' takin' chances attemptin' to make it The time that was taken was tedious but fuck it we made it Created much later now playin' n' singin' invaded with Piper n
straight takin' humanity You mad at me You gonna get bucked aint givin a fuck whats up What you gon' do Can't help it to be bogus Hook Verse 3: Coldhard
fuckin' joke I murder motherfuckers as a hobby One of my idols ain't no joke so why in the fuck should I be Fly me to the Bahamas, ruff rhymer Dramas what
should die before I awake) Oh God (I pray the lord my soul to take) Fox...I gotta get my rhyme on And everything I speak my mind on be word to Pac [VERSE 3