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2Pac Life Goes On Lyrics

I wear fake gold to make up for my little cock got my rag on backwards so I look just like 2pac with my cap tilted cause im trying to hide the fact

shit 'til you opposite I can spit ominous so spit politics now I'm Haile Selassie Gandhi and Pac of this hip hop genre, bitch [Voice] [Verse 3: Royce] Lyrically

)] Pun we missing you Big L we missing you Left Eye we missing you Jay we missing you Jam Master Jay, Freaky Tah, Scott La Rock, the list goes on........

fall off, you get ignored CHORUS [Mac Mall] You on the cover of da magazine, flossin on the TV screen Toastin wit yo' champagne, playin life like a

knowing his baby's momma's horror And ever since the days he's been gone She's kinda trapped in a storm But he goes on and on about when he gets home

Wax and kill Fuck with me And get your caps peeled You know, See Grab your glocks when you see 2pac Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh Who shot

Reeboks And men with pre-ops Yo now there is 3-Pac's Master P....Thug Life and now it's 2pac Get back to that one...here goes the rhyme that you dropped

An All Yall Ask About Is Aftermath Motherfucker MOVE ON... CHORUS Verse 2 *Joe Budden* I Gotta Give My Own Interview Since Niggas That Do My Interviews Focus On

s back and at the same time put juice in mine? Goddamnit Slaughterhouse is signed SLAUGHTERHOUSE [Verse 2: Crooked I] I'm a menace villain, my pen is sitting spilling, my lyrics