[Intro] [breathing] [dog barking] [gun shot and glass break] [The Game] Punk ass mothafucka, get your ass up What chu was goin do? kill me in
Figure me out my duns pillin' Infinities out I'm on some real shit blowin' my enemies out If there's a thrown touchin' it I don't condone Pac and Biggie
Bring Screw back Matter fact Bring the whole crew back Give my-give my last breath Give my-give my last breath Give my-give my last breath If I could
And see the star or find the scale? We be buying or you tryna sell You either fall or you grind the rails [Chorus] [Big K.R.I.T - Verse 2] So watch
if it offends you But come thru, show me love and I'll defend you (Owh!) See me on tha news, be like: "Damn dat's ugly" So like 'Pac sayd: "Only God can
(Master P) -Like 2Pac said, only God can judge me -But I think only black Jesus can help me Verse 1 (Kane) Six in the morning and I see the sunrise
Freedom to choose between margarine and butter The choice should be between fingernail clippers and lock cutters A little something for the sweet tooth of chocolate lovers Besides candy rappers reproducing 2Pac
that shit Hey Syke nigga, come on man, get up out the bathroom fool Fuck that, I lost some money nigga Aw, nigga, damn Now I'm up early in the mornin' breath
should be mentioned but mine, unless you talkin' Big Pun in his prime Maybe '96 Jay, before Dame was throwin' money around Or 2pac without Humpty around
with your jealous questions Like where can I be you're killin me with your jealousy Now my ambition's to be free I can't breathe, cause soon as I leave
nigga! Chorus: Now tell me do you see Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin like a G (repeat 2X) [Tupac - chorus 2X throughout] Daz in this motherfucker
the war Bring it, lets do it Huhuhuh [Verse 1: Tupac] Cross this nigga here Now Biggie tell me who do you fear? Ain't a living soul breathing
does not mean we are not created equally Is the true beauty in the tree or in the vast forest in which it breathes? The tree must fight to breathe among
and be through with all these sorry letters Soon as I come home it's like I get the third degree Where ya been and who you with I get no room to breathe
what they tell me So many rumors but I'm infinitely Immortal Outlaw Switching up on you ordinary bitches like a south paw you get let And every breath I breathe
[Reverend Run] God When I was alone, and had nothing I asked for a friend to help me bear the pain No one came, except God When I needed a breath to rise
Ladies and gentlemen! This is a Jazze Phizzile produc-shizzle My nizzle! Ha! Outlawz! 2Pac, Makaveli! Still breathin', yeah, wo Wo wee A picture of perfection
'Pac, 'Pac, nigga Detroit love you, boy You put it down out here, I mean, y'know Me and my family, my friends, nigga, we ride for you always '2Pacalypse