[Intro: 2Pac, ???, ???]
Yo, yo, yo
Y'all don't know 2Pac, yo, yo
No man, no keep it on the under man
They don't know who 2Pac is blood
Yo, Bust a beat up
Yo blood, bust a beat, is that the instrumental?
Yeah instrumental
One, two, one, two
Do it
Here we go, here we go
Ay yo 2Pac, can you rap on a [?] beat blood?
Yo, check it
Rap music, gettin' to much slack from too many people that don't know how to rap. Vanilla Ice didn't think twice and New Kids On The Block ain't make it. Nobody ain't tryna hear that, we tryna [?] that straight African style (yeah) can't nobody duplicate the way n***as react, so watch me (Do it)

[Verse]
One, two, three
Bum, bum
Feel me
Others got paid, while I remain true to my trade
I workеd hard like a slave, defеnded to the grave (Rah rah)
Just like a rope they hung around, cuz they knew I was dope
While others giggled and joked, I would watch and take notes
"Never surrender", that was my motto as I grew strong
Second best for too long, critics I would prove wrong
Additions?... No one would listen, they was dissing
My records wouldn't sell they said, something was missing
They told me I was radical, don't be so serious
Rehearse more curse more, be like delirious
Or better yet just make a beat that they can dance to
Don't worry about the message the music will enhance you
They said they'd sign me as long as I don't yell out
But I refuse cuz, Tupac ain't no sellout
Sometimes it was hard I wondered why I did it for
Writing rhymes until my hands and eyes were sore
But in my heart I knew it wouldn't be too long before
The charts were filled up with my newest songs
People would pay just to see and hear me rhyme
When yesterday no one seemed to have the time
Girls used to play and say I had to pay for them
But now they're sweating me and begging me to lay with them
They used to hate me now they want to be with me
Because I'm down with the Underground and TNT (Oooh)
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