I wanna tell you this shit right now while this fuckin weed is in me (the fuck? !) I don’t know if I ever told you this, but I love you dawg I got your
Professional 2 shit...WHAT! Staten Island up in this muthafucka... Mr. Meth rep rep rep rep rep rep... For the cause Wu-Tang Killa Beez forever my niggaz
her? I'ma name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this
Oh yeah this is Eminem baby back up in that motherfucking ass One time for your mother fucking mind we represent the 313 You know what I'm saying? cause
beef, see aint no reason to set the dogs on me, [Verse 2] Boy, Im the real McCoy, you little boys can’t even fill voids, party’s over kids, kill the
, so just in case you don't remember me I'll run your brain around the block to jog your fucking memory It's either them or me man, kill or be killed
can you feel me? Why these fools, tryin ta kill me? *rapping* It's so hard to stay focused on my eyes and prize But if I don't, the Dogg won't survive [2
in the dirt And though it hurts to see the change It comes with the fame Watch them gossip in this silly game To all the motherfucker's speaking down on me this
kill Fuck with me And get your caps peeled You know, see [Chorus: 2Pac] Grab your glocks when you see 2pac Call the cops when you see 2pac, uhh Who
be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star) [Outro: 2Pac w/ Nutso talking in background] This goes out to all you motherfuckers that STILL, have to kill
far, Young nation just trying to get this [Verse 1: 2pac] Murderous mind state, Can't keep my nine straight, Sippin' on this Hennessy, waiting
edi] And still i'm totally wasted, they want me to face this Just lost 2 of my closes, man, one of y'all can take this But, i'm makaveli trained, simple
nigga? You don't wanna pay him? Kill him, that's what they said ta ta did to pee-wee Y'all ain't got to believe me When I'm done with this rhyme if theres
I told niggas not to shoot dice with me Look at this stack I got money I got money Hahaha [50 Cent] Aww nigga don't trip I'll kill ya if you f**k with
guns do bust!!! We gettin paper In God We Trust!!! (SUCK ON THIS NIGGA!!!) [Verse 2] When I said I'll kill ya, I'll kill ya, as a kid I wasn't kiddin
yeah yeah I can hear your heartbeat, you’re scared [x2] You see, I'm a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy I see, I got my knife boy, I kill you, you make me
Verse 2:] Yeah! - Niggas send me the wrong message, we gon' fucking kill the messenger Your whole clique! - Hollowtips'll tear up the best of ya! This
owe a nigga? You don't wanna pay him? Kill him, that's what they said ta ta disapper him Y'all ain't got to believe me When I'm done with this rhyme