Pac was even being lyrical on his radio songs...
Tell me is it
cool to fukk?
Did you think I come to talk am I a
fool or what?
Positions on the floor it's like
erotic
Ironic 'cause I'm somewhat
psychotic
I'm hittin'
switches on
bytches like I been fixed with
hydraulics
Up and down like a
roller coaster
I'm up inside ya, I ain't quittin' '
til the show is over
'
Cause I'ma rider in and out just like a
robbery
I'll probably be a freak and let you get on
top of me
Get her
rockin' these
Nights full of
Alize, a livin' legend
You ain't heard about these nikkas play these
Cali days
Delores tucker yousa a
motherfukker
Instead of tryin' to help a nikka you
destroy a brother
Worse than the
others, Bill Clinton, Mr. Bob
Dole
You're too
old to understand the way the game is
told
You're lame
so I gotta hit you with the
hot facts
Want some on lease? I'm makin' millions, nikkas
top that
They wanna censor me, they'd rather see me
in a cell
Livin' in Hell, only a few of us'll
live to tell
Now everybody talkin '
bout us I could give a fukk
Like we the first one to bomb and
cuss
nikka tell me how you want it
That nikka was spitting real thug shyt, pissing of the government, making bytches hit the floor and lyrical at the same damn time