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(Tupac speaking)
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Hey Devante...
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don'tcha' know we're gonna sow up every bitch in tha country
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Me and you...up in tha same muthafucken room
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on tha same level...with this shit here....please
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...No more Pain...
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that's right nigga
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and guard that shit boy
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(Tupac)
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My adversaries cry like hoes
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fully eradicate my foes
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My lyrics explode on contact
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Gamin' you hoes
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who else, but Mama's only son
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Fuck phony niggas on the run
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Say my name, watch bitches cum
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Now fire when ready
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Stay watchin'
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now figure
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Increase speed
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Make you mutha-fuckas bleed
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from your mouth quicker
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Plus all these niggas that you run with
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Be on some dumb shit
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Trick on the hoes
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I ain't the one bitch
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Hollar my name and witness game official
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It's so sick
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Have every single bitch
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that came with yah, on my dick
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Plus this alcohol increases the chance
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to be deceased
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I'm movin' you stupid bitches
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This is telekeniousis
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Am I reachin your brain ?
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Nigga How can I explain
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How vicious this thug mutha-fucka came
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When I die
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I wanna be a livin' legend
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Say my name
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Affiliated with this mind fuckin' game
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with no more pain
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Chorus(4X)
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I came to bring the pain
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Hardcore to the brain
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Let's go inside, my astroplane
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Line up my adversaries, blast on sight
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And fuck your boyfriend
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Bitch, I want some ass tonight
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You know my stilo
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Alazhay and chrystal weed
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sure you've heard of all the
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freaky shit they say about me
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Plus all you Bustas is jealous
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Pull your gun out and blast
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I dare you niggas to open fire
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I'll murder that ass
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And disappear before the cops come runnin'
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My glocks spittin' rounds
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niggas fallin' down clutchin' their stomach
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It's west side, death row,
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Thug niggas on the rise
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Plus they shot my five times
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Real niggas don't die
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Can ya hear me?
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Laced with this game
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I know you fear me
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Speak and seek what you want
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So cowards fear me
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My only fear of death
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is reincarnation
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heart of a solider
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with a brain to teach your whole nation
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And feelin' no more pain
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Chorus(4X)
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I came to bring the pain
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Hardcore to the brain
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Let's go inside, my astroplane
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Bury me that's what they all say
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It's time to make a killin'
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Sure to make a million
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With Devante
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Bitch I know you want me
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What your mouth say ?
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Now, watch your eyez
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You don't wanna get with me
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that's a lie
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I got my hands on your hips
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No time to bullshit
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freaky bitch, come give me kiss
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Tell niggas from other areas
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Brothas from here
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so obsessed with this money makin'
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there's nothin' we fear
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Now they label me a trouble-maker
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Cuz, I'm a ridah
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Death to you playa-haters
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Don't let my find yah
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Mama made me rugged
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Baptised the public
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Now you hard thugs, nigga don't you love it
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It's similar to multiple gunshots
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Retaliation is a must
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Wasn't to sure what yah facin'
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So watch the guns bust
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You niggas will bleed
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fuckin' with me
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You'll be deceased
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Never restin' in peace nigga
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with no more pain
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Chorus(4X)
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I came to bring the pain
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Hardcore to the brain
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Let's go inside, my astroplane
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No More Pain
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Tupac Shakur |