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yeah… west side fans for life!
2pac…

[verse 1: asmit]
been in the penitentiary, ain’t even close to h-ll
ask me motherf-cker i know it right
wonderstar- li’l piece of shine
ridin’ right into the light of the night
make a persona, build up some rep and drop into this world
it took years to make mine sound better than sandal and sword
leadin’ the herd?
i’m leadin’ heavy artillery right from the judgement day, nerds!
tryin’ to do this a better way
but plagued by ocd – all i wanna have is br–sts – bazonga
i’m ’bout to do it with jane fonda
(d-mn it -ssy, she’s old) but she’s a wh0r-
charlie harper’s mom
all she wants is a piece of wood to slip between her thongs
you think i’ll let this offer p-ss by?
i ain’t an idiot i’m crazy
and that’s the work of a real slim shady

[verse 2: sponny]
booyah! outta nowhere
conquering this universe, slaughtering cattle
punks this ain’t no freestyle battle
n-gga please, can’t stop us cause lost our brakes the last lap
welcome to the dc – rest as much – hope you had a nice flight
dawgs like us don’t bite
we love our homies and shoot the enemies as many times we like
so you can run straight back home, bring a chainsaw
– all i have is a pocket knife
too much? you know what’s in store right?
set an example of enmity by f-ckin’ yo’ wh0r-s all night
no pay! it’s yours, remember?
14 nights – 7 yours, 7 mine
and we back to friends again, bye!

[verse 3: acd]
runnin’ from the 5-o like we comit a crime?
but we did nothin’
people say vulgarity is offensive, they call it barbin’
you gotta be f-ckin’ kidding me –
no other way to diss our ‘nemies
(kiss our -sses f-ggots!) oh bee
this a disease
a barbiturate could’ve given me more sleep –
a smelly heap o’ sh-t
the ghetto stars been revolvin’ around my head all the time
it’s time to pull the plug mr. it’ll all be fine
now i’m worried
i can’t see the future in rap for me
can’t give slangs? my gang’s ready to k!ll me
so put a barrier on ’em
urgh! i’m waiting for a miracle
now i come forth to god (yeah?)
it is thee who can me
finished the prayer, confessed
the cops came blastin’
i’s usin’ the crucifix to scratch my tushie!

[verse 4: spatty]

- wonderstarz

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