2pac Was Here
Play da camera man…for ya can
grab the photo clip and flirt ..so hip
sling that gangsta drivel..for sure
reeks of evil the worm in da core..
but dontya sing no sad..sad..song fa me
Frame me, shame me, claim me
you mother **** whores
wid yer minimum wage stores
holdin down the frame
messin wid my claim
but dontya sing no sad..sad..song fa me
Free de people ..let me Moses be
cause Im gonna part de red sea
part dat sea for ya
da sea of yer dream..
the plan of yer scheme
but dontya sing no sad..sad..song fa me.
Martyr me baby yer playin de plan
cause ya made my day..left me dancing
I’m no back up man…
an I done wrong but who hasn’t …sh**
but dontya sing no sad..sad..song fa me
We all been bit*ches and well all get lit
So sing my jive songs baby
flash my my pretty face
life aint black and white
least I left a trace.............
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