It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael
The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,
She said, "don't be fucking with nobody
And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still
So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill
You, you, you have to pay for that
Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.
I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies
I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease
I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent
S on my chest like a superman vest
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress
If only i could go back into the 80’s
I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress
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