2Pac & Dogg Pound -Don't Stop
@1:13
Now I been called crazy, to fade me it's not possible @1:13
I give a fukk, what you thought, or who you brought witchu?
A Bad Boy killer, Biggie annihilator
They wonderin why he breathin, but bytches is dyin later
Better laugh now, then cry when I come to get you
I hit you with two glocks, and leave you with scar tissue
On some loco shyt (loco), my pistol smoke yo' shyt
Let's go for dolo BIATCH, and watch me flow yo' shyt
Mr., Makaveli movin pieces like telekenesis
It's like a chess game, let's play wit real pieces
Shots rang and nikkaz brains were spilt
Another Bad Boy affiliated (Bad Boy killer) nikka was kilt
I hit the funeral and busted his folks
and leave the scene like a shadow in a blaze of smoke
Don't stop, keep goin
Best displays of his lyrical abilities.in that song
2Pac-NY 87
@4:30
''Lyrics are colorful ,words are antiesthetics,@4:30
rhymes are getting worked faster than calisthetics''
2Pac-Lets Get It On
@0:36
@0:36
All they see is black Venom in my silhoutte
just watch the fear reappear in their eyes when I hit the set.
Oh no ,2 Pac with Team Tyson,
Seldon,was seldom seen
Iron Mike cut his head like a gullotine
2Pac-Mind Made Up
@0:50
So mandatory,my elevation
My lyrics like orientation
So you can be more familiar with the nikka your facing
We must be patient,nothing better than communication
Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stations
Sorry I left that ass waiting
No more procrastination,give up to fate and get that ass shaking