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

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

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

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

How am I this?
Look the club, see everyone in the place
Showing 'Pac got a smile on my face
The girl in the miniskirt has bad
Because her shirt match
And there's a stain on the back
What the {fuck} is
It be doo-doo

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

Shakur
I this rhyme in 1994
I'm not alive!
life!
Dave Chappelle, that ain't wife
A married man, you've got two
Go home!

I wrote song a long time ago
A real long ago
Way Beanie Sigel had to do a bid
Way before Chappelle had two kids
{dont give him no

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