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Tupac Shakur
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Don't Sleep [Edited]
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When I enter the first zone worst known mic holder My Hummer roll up evacuating strapped soldiers Inside strategy manifestin' military styles Casually try da G when **** battle me
My prophesied prediction, switch and move positions Separated from his gun and **** and watch 'em start snitchin' I keep spittin' still stupid **** fail to listen I personify this thug livin', hell or prison
My ammunition varies, my voice carries Watch me invite the whole world, me and the mob gettin' married It seems all the fine screams pierce the dark This is expected, a trick **** where's your heart?
You mark, watch **** fall when I call they name We outlaws hold your head **** all the same Except some who want more out of life than stress We still thuggin' 'til it's none left, don't sleep
We gon' ride, keep my **** on my side Always creep wit' the **** when I ride, don't sleep Blowin' pine, always hustlin' on the grind 'Cause I gotta get mine all the time, don't sleep
We gon' ride, keep my **** on my side Always creep wit' the **** when I ride, don't sleep Blowin' pine, always hustlin' on the grind 'Cause I gotta get mine all the time
Dumpin' on mother**** at random Rapidly wit' accuracy, they shouldn't talk bad to me It had to be a mother**** murder I'm glad to be a **** that did the murder
So sad to see another mother**** floatin' In plastic reef, sleep wit' his head wide open Rapid release, keep the police coastin' Casualties warrant in deep east Oakland
Yolk the **** off the asphalt, drove off to the hills Positioned him on his knees and **** the **** off Death with the lex ****, death to ya **** cry when the bullet fly, **** and execute 'em
I blast first 'til they body me like my guns in varieties 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Runnin' wit' the real big willies you silly punks try to be But front doin' my walk by's rollin' a **** Hand on my **** in a getaway car full of stunts
Addicted to my **** movin' like crime through time **** **** like pimples **** nothin' simple 'bout mine Etch-a-sketchin', dumpin' on all you punks at intersections Day in and day out ain't no easy way outs or easy exits, don't sleep
We gon' ride, keep my **** on my side Always creep wit' the **** when I ride, don't sleep Blowin' pine, always hustlin' on the grind 'Cause I gotta get mine all the time, don't sleep
We gon' ride, keep my **** on my side Always creep wit' the **** when I ride, don't sleep Blowin' pine, always hustlin' on the grind 'Cause I gotta get mine all the time
When I hit the street all I can see is the grind Blood sweat and tear when I bust my rhyme Yeah I un- for my folk like I load my **** And when I let loose then no crew standin' but mine
I gives a damn 'bout lame **** actin' schiesty Same one knew I was in jail and didn't write me Wanna fight me then come find me Whateva you do shawty you betta think wisely
You might see me wit' a stack in the trap I use my thoughts and pen similar to a saran wrap A lil' lame **** I'll neva be, yeah, I'ma keep it G I'm from the Three and Scrap will neva sleep
We gon' ride, keep my **** on my side Always creep wit' the **** when I ride, don't sleep Blowin' pine, always hustlin' on the grind 'Cause I gotta get mine all the time, don't sleep
We gon' ride, keep my **** on my side Always creep wit' the **** when I ride, don't sleep Blowin' pine, always hustlin' on the grind 'Cause I gotta get mine all the time, don't sleep
Don't sleep Don't sleep
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