Niggaz don't show no love, why you trying to be hardcore? you fucking homo-thug.
You don't know shit about a dead man's perspective and talking shit will get your neckbone disconnected, disrespected. But you know what the fuck I think is just pathetic and gay? When niggaz speculate what the fuck 'Pac would say.Revolution is the birth to equality and the antithesis to oppression.She'll probably rub it in her pussy, trying to get herself pregnant I'll bust off on her face, and right after the segment That's your girl, bitch get over here, give me some brain Give me a hundred grand, give me your watch, give me your chain I'll throw your gang sign up, and then I'll spit on my hand Let's face it, you're basic, you aren't half the man that I am.Hell is not a place you go, if you ain't a christian, it's the failure, of your life's greatest ambition.I hate it when they tell us how far we came to be, as if our people's history started with slavery.You can make the future, but it starts with leaving the past.That'll never be me, cause I'm leaving the past, like an abused wife with the kids, leaving yo' ass, like a drug addict, clean and sober, leaving the stash, unbreakable Technique, leaving the plane crash.The things I've seen in life will make you choke by surprise / like an aborted fetus in a jar that opened its eyes.My metaphors are dirty like herpes, but harder to catch, like an escape tunnel in prison I started from scratch.
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I leave you full eclipse (of clips) like the moon blocking the sun. The bling-bling era was cute, but it's about to be done.If you go platinum it's got nothin' to do with luck / it just means that a million people are stupid as fuck.They vote for us to go to war instantly, but none of their kids serve in the infantry.The odds are stacked against us like a casino / Think about it, most of the army is black and latino / And if you can't acknowledge the reality of my words / You just another stupid mother fucker out on the curb / Trying to escape from the ghetto with your ignorant ways / But you can't read history at an illiterate stage / And you can't raise a family on minimum wage / Why the fuck you think / most of us are locked in a cage.But you can't read history at an illiterate stage / And you can't raise a family on minimum wage.Homicide Harlem blam! what's tha problem?.Mothers are trying to feed children / But gentrification is kicking them out of their building / A generation of babies born without health care / Families homeless, thrown the fuck off of welfare.It's rushhour 2.30 to 8 non-stoppin and people coming home after corporate sharecropping. Working your whole life wondering where the day went, the subway stays packed like a multicultural slaveship.I never make songs to disrespect women / or to judge people about the way that they're living / but the way I am is based on the life I was given / Like those white boys " Losing My Religion".This is about you though, it ain't about Jesus / and you shouldn't fucking talk about telekinesis / nigga please, moving shit with your mind? / try moving ya moms out the projects with your rhymes.
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