DMX, I was wild on the set Momma Should Knock 'em out, I lay 'em on the deck Before Wu Tang, I was the new thang I whispered on shorty ear before Ying
more whores on the dick This ones for [distorted] and my Riker's Island niggas That remember when I came through The big O B C C H D M 2 C 74 Little
o-e yeah that nigga Joe I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate Ima come through bouncin on my scrap plate
[kane] where's 2pac and biggie smalls? ? *Crowd goes nuts* [scoob] yeah, ahhhhhhhhhhhh-ight? (Yeah!) [Scoob] keep it goin! [Kane] mister cee.. Yo scoob
Pac Lifes hard from the ox me and my niggas on top [2Pac: repeat 5X] I know the law hate me dearly, comin for me We outlaws, thugged out, niggas runnin on E
than be carried by 6. that's why its... Chorus x2 Verse 2 (master p) Picture me rollin, rest in peace pac I'm ridin in my 500 s-e-l strapped with
' the the game niggas that got that 'cane Murder Mr. Dopeman still in the rap game It's 1997, my niggas gone to heaven Rest in peace 2Pac from Master P, doin' 2
on the hiiill. (We grew up, I blew up!) And we sipping on, sippin' on Champagne, oooohhh, when we chill, hmmmmm! (Rock with me, come on!) And we riding
want it, push or pull 2Pac was ridin' me on a mechanical bull It's all I think about, when I be puffin' on a blunt Plus I give head like a Shaolin Monk
teacher asked "What happened?" Your peers they know the story, you say "Ain't nuttin crackin" Yo' money's runnin low, and it ain't no welfare Remember 'Pac
on 'em If Doc give me the word I put this Berretta on EM When the beef is on my piece is on Them white sheets is on 'em Doc breathin on 'em And I
little bitch from The Luniz want beef he liein' So I called E-40, and tried to seize the violence I got niggaz on the island, for puttin' in stainless work With vaseline on
we are the black gang free shye mother fuckers! (he wears a red bandana) [chorus] on the front of murder dog (he wears a) on the cover of the source
devil Mash shit from here to there day by day, year to year Made niggaz on ya motherfuckin tear, I'm a made nigga [2Pac] Ha ha ha.. call me a Bad Boy
'-scheme-ass niggas Fiend-ass niggas, Shootin'-dream-ass niggas I mean, why anybody sound like pac nowadays But switch it up, be on way Y'all gay-assed on
better keep runnin'. Noah, that ain't no runnin', Imma catch yo ass. Gonna have a million of ya'll mothafuckas. Right there, sittin' up on the wander
[Kane] Where's 2Pac and Biggie Smalls?? *crowd goes nuts* [Scoob] Yeah, ahhhhhhhhhhhh-ight? (Yeah!) [Scoob] Keep it goin! [Kane] Mister Cee.. Yo Scoob
(feat. Outlawz) [Intro: 2Pac] I ain't got no friends Yeah, I'm a do this track Westside! MOB, Bad Boy Killa! Hahahaha, hey fat boy... [Verse 1: 2Pac