Now i gotta fuck your mother
That i will leave earth with her
And we no la de de da i don't care for any people
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
But that's what he liked her
Mother, o my mother
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red
The replacement of the word "mother"
And let's change the way we treat each other
And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that
The outline which you n****s out dated
Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time
Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.
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