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Listen close, as life turns its
Makaveli here, rhymes for the ages
Seen in stages, wise words spoken by sages
From to BlackBerry pagers
Your crew don't us, we'll make you bustas pay us
Run up in your spot like CJ from San

I wrote this song a long ago
A long time ago
me!
I wrote this a long time ago
It was the song I ever wrote... in '94

What can a {nigga} do when the people voted for George W.
It's a bitch, {fuck} W. -- can't be true --
I wanna choke him, because he's a
I'm about George W. Smith
From council, he ran in '93
Out in Oakland, you probably hear about him

I this song a long time ago
A real time ago
Way Slim Shady was in demand
Way we dropped baloney on Afghanistan
I wrote song in '94

How am I doin'
Look around the club, see everyone in the
Showing 'Pac got a smile on my face
The girl in the miniskirt has bad
her shirt don't match
And there's a puddin' stain on the
What the {fuck} is
It be doo-doo

And you in the back, you ain't
You bought a gin and tonic but you even tip
And if you hit the table one more time then the might skip
Might skip... I told you, hittin' the table

Tupac
I wrote this rhyme in
I'm not alive!
life!
Dave Chappelle, that your wife
A man, you've got two kids
Go home!

I wrote this a long time ago
A real long ago
Way before Sigel had to do a bid
Way before Chappelle had two kids
give him no cooci}

DJ: 2Pac in peace!
Ok, I will!