It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael
Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again
I'll take your ass back to the 80's, dawg, 'cuz even back then,
My garage full of cars that bounce
Thanks to you, d p s drowns!
If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy
Chilling in the valley with sally eating lobster in an alley
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done
Put the purp in the blunt
My g"s have been handcuffed,
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
And tired of his shit and tries to just split
Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
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