if humans had sum sort of theme song, this would be mine

When that fiddle kicks in, it just does something to your brains chemistry

Greatest beat of all time

Qui reviens de c’putain d’game Qui reviens de ce merdier J’a la quinte, j’porte la gaine Il veux un tête, je dégaine Tu veux la lumière, mais t’es degun Tu crois qu’tu nique tout mais t’es rien Oui j’prends tout’ j’suis qu’un terrien Qui veux veux sa part, son appart Sa tepu et sa repu Elle est bonne et un peu Thug Elle respire toute l’harmonie Mais elle rêve que d’la money J’suis dans l’theme, on va t’carjack,ou te drive by comme PaC Eh ouais tu sais, j’ai plus trop d’gars Ils sont parti, que des raclures Mais j’en place une à Mathieu, A Adam, mon frérot Tims, la distance nous sépare pas 7ème crick, gros je tire D’ma reeduc j’ai passé le pire S’ya plus d’sky je mencule au Kir Suffit d’huit crick pour t’niquer J met le feu et j’ai pas d’briquet Tout est sale euh, toi t’es sah? Pourquoi tu me parle de respect Tranquillement j’suis v’nu rapper, pourquoi t’es venu me tester En mode 97 - La Calif, là où Pac sortait l’calibre Comme un rot, plante tes canines Dans la trachée d’ces fils de pute Qui derrière leurs rideau en rute, Ne font que mater des gamines

galing lang sa scene na dimo kayang lapagan di kelangan ng gun yeah marunong manapak what the fuck kuha na ng pera sabay fuck ng mga chikas baby momma na problems wala ako nyan

This group of arrangements did a world record song timeless

Scott is a genius

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Obie trice after this tract I stopp trusting people

Mankatha bgm

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How can I get this beat seriously asking

OOH BABY I LIKE IT RAW

Imagine an anime like samurai champloo with a character being based on obd

Look look look tha nigga got dolphin teeth 😂😂😂😂😂

Young fun ,. Ready too run ,. Ready more ready then some ., Next best never runner up ., Chasing checks ,. Or the process too be the best ,. If it was on the list you'd see the check . , Keeping up for the catch ,. Before we stress ,. Karma never selects ,. Circling success,. Gotta be of respect ,. Never nothing less,.

Resumen Letras Vídeos This motherfucker, man, just won't shut up, will you? Talkin' about I owe him Bitch, you owe me I'm promotin' you right now Yo, let's put the nail in his coffin I don't wanna be like this I don't really wanna hurt no feelings But I'm only being real when I say Nobody wants to hear their grandfather rap (nope) And old men have heart attacks And I don't wanna be responsible for that So put the mic down and walk away You can still have a little bit of dignity I would never claim to be no Ray Benzino An 83 year old fake Pacino So how can he hold me over some balcony Without throwin' his lower back out as soon as he goes to lift me? (Ugh) Please don't, you'll probably fall with me And our asses'll both be history But then again, you'd finally get your wish 'Cause you'll be all over the street like 50 Cent You fuckin' punk pussy, fuck you, chump Give me a one-on-one, see if I don't fuck you up Tried to jump the Ruff Ryders and they cut you up And you put Jada on a track, that's how much you suck Dick in the industry, swear that you in the streets hustlin' You sit behind a fuckin' desk at The Source butt-kissin' And beggin' motherfuckers for guest appearances And you can't even get the clearances 'Cause real lyricists don't even respect you or take you serious It's not that we don't like you, we hate you, period Talk about a mid-life crisis, damn Last week you was shakin' Obie Trice's hand Now he's a busta? What the fuck's with that? Get on a track dissin' us, kissin' 50's ass And askin' me what I know about indictments, bite me Bitch, I got two cases, and probation, fight me What do I know about standin' in front of a judge like a man Ready to take whatever sentence he hands? What you know about your wife slicin' her wrists Right in front of the only thing that you have in this world, a little girl? And I put that on her, when this is all over I would never try to make her a star and eat off her I don't know shit about no choppin' rocks But what you know about Hip Hop Shops rockin' spots? When you're the only white boy up in that bitch just rippin' Pressin' up your own fliers and your stickers, stickin' Them bitches up after spendin' six hours at Kinkos Just makin' copies of your covers of cassette singles To sell 'em out the trunk of your Tracer Spendin' your whole paychecks at Disc Makers What you know about being bullied over half your life? Oh, that's right, you should know what that's like, you're half white Vanilla Ice, spill the beans and rice I'm eatin' you alive inside, Jesus Christ If you're that much of a gangster, put the mic down You should be out killin' motherfuckers right now Kill a motherfucker dead, kill 'em dead, bitch Shoot'em in the fuckin' head, go ahead, bitch Slap my mom, slap the fuck out of her She can't sue you, she wouldn't get a buck out of you 'Cause you're broke as fuck, you suck, you're a fuckin' joke If you was really sellin' coke, well, then what the fuck You stop for, dummy? If you slew some crack You'd make a lot more money than you do from rap You'll never have no security, you'll never be famous You'll never now what it's like to be rich, life's a bitch ain't it? Raymond? Here, let me break this shit down in layman's terms for you Just to make sure that you can understand us And Canibus ain't usin' too many complicated fuckin' words for you Here, and let me slow it down for you So you can understand if I say it slower Let it go, dawg, it's over I don't wanna be like this I don't really wanna hurt no feelings But I'm only being real when I say Nobody wants to hear their grandfather rap (uh-uh) And old men have heart attacks And I don't wanna be responsible for that So put the mic down and walk away You can still have a little bit of dignity Haha Talkin' 'bout I have motherfuckers callin' your crib Bitch, you ain't even got a fuckin' crib You ain't even got a fuckin' phone, fuckin' bum Threatenin' to shut me down at your lil' fuckin' Source magazine If I come back on you and attack you Bitch, you attacked me first Take it like a man, and shut the fuck up And fuck your little magazine too I don't need your little fuckin' magazine I got XXL's number anyways And y'all can't stand it 'cause they're gettin' bigger than y'all Oh, and by the way How'd I look on the VMAs? When you was watchin' me from whatever fuckin' TV you was watchin' me from In Boston The mean streets of Boston Fuckin' sissy And you got us scared up in here, motherfucker Suck our motherfuckin' dicks Oh, and for those that don't know Don't get it twisted, y'all The Source has a white owner

"Rob em while his friends watching"💀

One of the best if not the best beat of all time

AZLyrics.com Alex Gaskarth On Revisiting 'Dear Maria Count Me In,' 'The Forever Sessions Vol. 1' Album, 20 Years... "Can't C Me" lyrics 2Pac Lyrics Escucha "Can't C Me" en Amazon Music Unlimited (ad) "Can't C Me" (feat. Nancy Fletcher, George Clinton) [George Clinton:] The blind stares of a million pairs of eyes Looking hard, but won't realize That they will never see the P! You must be goin' blind [2Pac:] Give me my money in stacks And lace my bitches with dime figures Real niggas fingers on nickel-plated 9 triggers Must see my enemies defeated I catch 'em while they coked up and weeded Open fire, now them niggas bleeding See me in flesh and test and get your chest blown Straight out the west, don't get blown My adversaries cry like hoes Open and shut like doors Is you a friend or foe? Nigga, you ain't know? They got me stressed out on Death Row I've seen money, but baby, I've gots to get mo' You screaming: "Go 2Pac!" and I ain't stopping 'til I'm well-paid Bail's paid now nigga look what hell made Visions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire Bunch of Thug Life niggas on the rise, until I die Ask me why I'm a boss player, getting high And when I'm rolling by niggas can't see me! [George Clinton:] The stares of a million pairs of eyes And you'll never realize You can't see me [2Pac:] Been getting word that these square motherfuckers with nerves Saying they can get with us, but picture me getting served My own mama say I'm thugged out My shit be bumping out the record store as if it was a drug house My lyrics bang like a Crip or Blood Nigga what! It ain't nothing but a party when we thug And there I was, a young nigga with heart Ain't had shit to lose Pullin' my pistol on them fools, you know the rules D-R-E you got me heated My words like a penitentiary dick Hitting bitches where it's most needed Money and weed, Alize and Hennessy To my thug niggas in lock down: witness me Bail on these hoes in floss-mode The life of a boss playa, fuck what you thought, though My enemies deceased, die like a bitch When my album hit the streets, niggas can't see me! [George Clinton (2Pac):] (Niggas can't see me) (They can't see me) Which way did he go, George? Which way did he go? Oh!! which way did he go? Which way did he go? [2Pac:] You niggas made a mistake You should've never put my rhymes with Dre Them Thug niggas have arrived and it's Judgement Day Hey homie, if you feel me Tell them tricks that shot me that they missed, they ain't killed me I can make a motherfucker shake, rattle n' roll I'm full of liquor, thug nigga, quick to jab at them hoes And I can make you jealous niggas famous Fuck around with 2Pac and see how good a nigga's aim is I'm just a rich motherfucker from the way If this rapping bring me money, then I'm rapping 'til I'm paid I'm getting green like I'm supposed to Nigga, I holla at these hoes and see how many I can go through Look to the star, and visualize my debut Niggas know me, player, I gotta stay true Don't be a dumb motherfucker cause it's crazy after dark Where the true thug-niggas see your heart Niggas can't see me! Yo, check this out: stay off his dick [George Clinton (2Pac):] (Niggas can't see me) Right before your eyes, I'll disappear from here You niggas can't see me You can't see me (I know it's hard nigga, I'm all up in your face) (But you still can't see me) You can't see me (All up in your range, but niggas can't see me) 20/20 vision won't visualize (I'm in the flesh baby, but you can't see me) All those glasses won't help you realize (You blinded, you blinded, you can't see me) You can't see me (Thug Life, baby) (Don't believe everything you read!) (Alize and weed) You can't see me, right before your very eyes You won't even visualize, you can't see me (Dr. Dre all day, 2Pac) Niggas can't see me (I dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers! (This one's for you, BIG baby) (Cause you bitch-ass niggas can't see me) (Niggas can't see me) You can't see me See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil You won't see me Yeah, first see me, now you don't Wanna see me, but you won't Come to see me, but you can't Oh, you can't see me, you can't see me Right between your eyes and you'll never realize Right before your eyes, you won't even realize Visualize what you can't see Thanks to schar for correcting these lyrics. Escucha "Can't C Me" en Amazon Music Unlimited (ad) Writer(s): Tupac Amaru Shakur, Andre Romell Young, George Clinton Jr. AZLyrics ## 2Pac Lyrics album: "All Eyez On Me" (1996) 2Pac - All Eyez On Me album cover Ambitionz Az A Ridah All Bout U Skandalouz Got My Mind Made Up How Do You Want It 2 Of Amerikaz Most Wanted No More Pain Heartz Of Men Life Goes On Only God Can Judge Me Tradin War Stories California Love I Ain't Mad At Cha What'z Ya Phone # Can't C Me Shorty Wanna Be A Thug Holla At Me Wonder Why They Call U When We Ride Thug Passion Picture Me Rollin' Check Out Time Ratha Be Ya Nigga All Eyez On Me Run Tha Streetz Ain't Hard 2 Find Heaven Ain't Hard 2 Find Submit Lyrics Soundtracks Facebook Contact Us Advertise Here Privacy Policy Cookie Policy DMCA Policy Lyrics licensed by MusixMatch Copyright © 2000-2024 AZLyrics.com

The god Hemotep said "There is only one thought."

Chapo iacha. Big respect!

America is stupid

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I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders I ain't never s'posed to show it, my crew ain't supposed to know it Even if it means goin' toe-to-toe with a Benzino It don't matter, I'd never drag 'em in battles that I can handle 'Less I absolutely have to, I'm s'posed to set an example I need to be the leader, my crew looks for me to guide 'em If some shit ever does pop off, I'm s'posed to be beside 'em That Ja shit, I tried to squash it, it was too late to stop it There's a certain line you just don't cross and he crossed it I heard him say Hailie's name on a song and I just lost it It was crazy, the shit went way beyond some Jay-Z and Nas shit And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it I spent so much energy on it, honestly, I'm exhausted And I'm so caught in it, I almost feel I'm the one who caused it This ain't what I'm in hip-hop for, it's not why I got in it That was never my object, for someone to get killed Why would I wanna destroy somethin' I helped build? That wasn't my intentions, my intentions were good I went through my whole career without ever mentionin' **** And that was just out of respect, for not runnin' my mouth And talkin' about somethin' that I knew nothin' about Plus Dre told me, "Stay out," this just wasn't my beef So I did, I just fell back, watched and gritted my teeth While he's all over TV, down-talkin' a man Who literally saved my life, like fuck it, I understand This is business, and this shit just isn't none of my business But still knowin' the shit could pop off at any minute, 'cause

First of all a know what am worth every brick of gold.. in the federal reserve am sick of crooks and devils on this earth... a feel to channel the Queen of Kush's spirit like on mummy rebirth bring her back to the earth make golden arrows from the gold from the federal reserve and send a message to them crooks who think they're running this earth am bout to what am bout to what am bout to bunn up this earth am bout to to done up the turf & ya'll can't tell me my worth cos ya'll don't even know yours all a see is killin and killins without remorse a might just get on that horse a might just get on that course an when am gettin off that horse thats when am braking the jaw thats when am braking the law tell them mason man to run witch am takin it all they cant tell me no more they can't tell me no ish am dunnin all them frickin devils cos they're full o 💩 their on some crookedness yea thats right uckrieness tell them devils they can never ever uck with this ahhh ish hear that tell them mason man a know they're cryin they fear that am that goddess al done em if a get near that. trained all my life for ish an thats a real fact. Girl Flex on the beats yeah

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its joever.

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Easing on the bassline was a lil weird but this one made 14 years ago is better mad props 🔥

Funny that farmer owed bye checks taxed regression is forgiven by me too not the past or rye

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Oops my bitch said ill make it work but cant speak to me write correctly like auto tune bruce mode

Sober for wheaynor sugar just eating meat thats pussy to wet

DAGGNABBIT MC HA GOT A HABBIT. DAGNABBIT. GOT A HABBIT FOR HUNTING RABBIT. I GOT TO HAVE IT DAGNABBIT MC HA GOT A HABBIT FOR HUNTING RABBIT DAGNABBITT! I really like Eminem. I don't want to replace him I just think it would be cool working with him and I am coming up with suggestions. Although my rhymns are weak and need alot more work. But I was thinking of having the cartoon characters rap and whoever wants to be part of it then they could be. That's why I think that the characters could be used as labels or incorporate them into labels that are already created.

Psychic system cis boi they try that shit all online and in person if i show a reel thought they cant blink quick enough two talk too you threww me out a window

Talk was after money because pleasure why first and i praise after all before your.lord.t He thanks to know me like mike

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Rip two and 3 of my greatest legends classic all time. Craig mack, the notorious B.I.G and Tupac Shakur R.I.P

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