Question

TUPAC LIVES ON NIQQAS NO STOPING US

Answer 1

[Talking]
The only way for me to come back is by Makaveli
That's me
All these motherflutterers stole from me
I'm takin' back what's mine

Hahaha
You motherflutterers can't stop me
Even if I die I'm gonna be a flutterin' problem
Do you believe in ghosts, motherflutterer?
Real live, black... ghosts
Fear me

[Verse 1]
Some say I'm crazy, these punk-retricecops can't fade me
Momma tried to raise me, but had too many babies
Papa was a motherflutterin' joke, used to find dope in his coat
And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smoke
Damn, don't get me started
My momma smoked so goddamn much when she was pregnant
I'm surprised I ain't retarded
At night I can't sleep, count deep?
As they pass through the glass of my neighbors, five deep
Starin' at the wall, heard a scream
Wake up in the morning, see the blood in the hall from the murder scene
Don't cry, just ask why
And try not to die as I take you through a ghetto sleek-feathered one's lullaby
On the corner where the sleek-feathered ones sling they crack
And the undercovers jack, those that don't watch they back
I daydream about the dope world
Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl
My Mossberg goes *boom* once another plug
Snatchin' drugs, pumpin' slugs in these other thugs (give it up, sleek-feathered one)
Don't run out of breath, every step could be death
Til ya blast and be the last sleek-feathered one left (then I'll be ghost)

[Chorus 2x]
Don't cry, just ask why
And try not to die as I take you through a ghetto sleek-feathered one's lullaby

[Verse 2]
A seven deuce full of sleek-feathered ones goes by
Thought I was trippin' the second time they roll by
Recognize the plates, the faces look familiar
But everybody swear they know the sleek-feathered one that's gonna kill ya
Don't murder me, murder me, kill a sleek-feathered one in his sleep
Let me die as I rest in peace, deep
Back to these sleek-feathered ones in the seven deuce
A Mac 10 out the window, 'bout to let it loose
What could I do? Run for cover and return fire
Die motherflutterer die, hope your retricefry, don't ask why
But I let off everything I had
An empty clip hit the ground as a sleek-feathered one dash
On my retricewas the motherflutterin' cops now
Barely breathin', trying to keep from gettin' shot down
*Boo-cow* was the sound, bullet whiz by
Still runnin' like a sleek-feathered one got nine lives
Don't know why, but I'm runnin' to my flutterin' block
Took a shot, tired of runnin' from the sleek-feathered ones and the cops
Time to be a ghost

[Chorus 2x]
Don't cry, just ask why
And try not to die as I take you through a ghetto sleek-feathered one's lullaby

flutter the police, sleek-feathered one!

Answer 2

Haha I’m listening to I ain’t mad at cha by tupac right now too xD