[Verse:]
The warm up!
Alley Shakur!
Oh Lord Almighty forgive, before I let dese n***as kill me
Ima piss on they grave, Ima spy on they children
I can say a lot a shit, but I ain’t in ma feelings
I’m just statin the facts, facts, facts
I’m d number 1 quarterback, d number 1 draft pick
D number 1 hero, d number 1 hitter dats smashin shit
You died about now, now pull up boys
Forever unmarked an if you free radio then I’m goin too hard (free radio!)
I’m takin my lane I’m making my way, ain’t following steps (ain’t followin steps)
I’m droppin ma nuts, got fall ma belt
Got God in ma corner, ma mama she prayin, ma grandmama watchin me
My cousin he watch me (watch!)
My enemies he watch me (watch!)
But still that ain’t stoppin me, it’s harder to pour on Alley Shakur!
My brother 2Pac, I kept it alive from watchin your flow
For every second I breathe I die on my feet an live on ma knee
Soul of a runaway slave, instilled in me d streets need
Keep me posted, on CD n***a cause I’m too focused
Godfather Funk (he focused)
Lil Toppa he focused!
Nel Valley focused, GL focused, Beewee focused!
Makin it disappear, no hocus pocus
I can hear they whispers, so I’m keepin dat chopper
We headed in coming from every lil angle
As soon as you pop em then snapping my twitter my instagram pictures i kill them styling me
I can’t let them handle me , just me an my family get grooming and shooting
They tossing me out these n***as is Judas on top of you as soon as i see you you knowin that alley’s the shooter
Dont touch my stomach the A on my back am planning my other move
Your bitch she a bugaboo, she say she don’t fuck wit you
Got heart of a lion, got mind of a don, an rapping to bubblegum
Ma brotha ma other arm, if you know where I’m comin from
I’m keeping that mark, that’s takes to grave, I’m taking my grave
I’m Alley Shakur and this is the soul of a runaway slave