[Verse 1]
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You heard it wrong nigga, ain't nothing sweet about my techniques
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you checkin' for my breathless quotes I wrote deadly
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My history so thoroughly involves destruction
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niggaz left with their ass bleedin', lyrical fucking
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Open up, first to bust, let me see your heart
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turn the lights down, cause I might clown in the dark
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When I check for the Heartz of Men what do we find?
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niggaz watchin' for my pockets, planning plots on mine
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Am I blind? Let my rhymes speak, for me in history
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a legend you define me
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Don Makaveli bitch bow down to Death Row
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Fuck what you say we untouchable now that we done shook Doc Dre
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He ain't made a beat in six years, swear he the shit
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Won't get no record sales suckin' Nas dick
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Let me get my preach on nigga drop the beat, I get my freak on
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The wrong one for you to speak on
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Motherfucker watch ya mouth
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[Verse 2]
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Look I heard Nas got beef cause I'm dissin' his clique, cool
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come bring your ass nigga you can get dissed
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I worldwide steady war rappin',
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Get your cash on nigga, five times platinum
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What's that?
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De-La got a problem with this hard shit
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ever since "me myself and I", y'all been garbage
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I'm gonna keep it real, show you how it feels to ride
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Y'all went three feet and stopped risin'
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Wendy Williams is a fat bitch, that's the truth
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I got a jar full of niggas nuts that's for you
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Let the Westside Eastside drama seize
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I'll come alone to your own streets, Outlaw
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Prepare for panic when I unleash
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Niggas is lucky if they leave here in one piece
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Queen Puff never had no heart to start
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So how the hell Biggie Smalls get the part?
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Watch ya mouth
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[Verse 3]
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What I bring to you is hard core, the very essence of my poetry
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Dyslexic so you backward ass niggas will notice me
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The only G to bleed for the shit I bring
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And swing hard on motherfuckers that's my thing
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Vocally I'm pure so you O.D. tryin' to throw me
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Don't get ya life took tryin' to run with ya homies, y'all know me
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Same nigga so quick to blast
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On this worldwide mash, trying to get some cash
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Holla my name and the game will follow
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Wait and I'll murder these snakes tomorrow
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Bunch of washed up jealous ass punk though
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Quit bullshitting Pac, flip the promo
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Makaveli rise, all you niggas die when I come
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I'll do some fly shit and be done
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They say Pac ain't got love for the eastside
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You a lying motherfucker, nigga we ride
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Watch ya mouth
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Watch Ya Mouth
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| 2Pac |
