I don't give a fuck what the 80's did
This beat is st.nicholas,young, black, gifted
I do what i need to survive, competition and beef is what makes my spirit come alive
Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price
Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time
Cause i have got "s" plus what a dog's tail does
Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses
We ain't hear to hurt nobody
Of everything to come for me
That's what i've come to realize
Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive
That´s not what we taught you, you swore an oath
Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes
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