It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
My g"s have been handcuffed,
Im happier when high and drunk
I'm just a 90's kid n' playing around
And i be countin' money till i pass out
With 2 15's n a 400 watt amp, had me intrigued as to see what's next.
When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest
Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
Cold world no blanket son
You ain't gay, yo a lesbian
Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price
That s protein rich/im a monster i conquer with a mic n a stick/real nice
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