Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet
When some shit pops in my head, my mind is crazy, hops, drops, and flops until its dead
Pac is dead? shit i know that pac is dead.
Me and you in extasydon't be upset
Kill him and raise up from the dead like a zombie, mist is thick and foggy
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet
Wonder what goes on in my head, number 10 shows the last rapper is dead
All you niggas dead , dead fake
God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate
But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start
There are dead sheep in the yards, playing these cards is getting hard
Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard
If real shit is dead then nigga i'm a bastard
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