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That old fashioned word, it's a called love
love, called love, hung up, hung up

This be the way the nigga 'Pac felt
When he made 'Me against the world', 'All on me'
Y'all niggaz got me like all eyes on me
Me the world

got me on my shit
Thought niggaz appreciate what I did to this game
Bein' that, I'm flesh of your flesh, blood of your
from the same 'hood you come from

We share basically the stories
niggaz would appreciate what I came and did
Since '96, every year somethin' be
wrong with the world, I know y'all ain't hatin'

Some people
people hate
Some hate
I think they've lost minds, I'm hung up

Raw, rough and rugged, when in the mass public
My attitude is fuck it, 'cause love it
Got a chip on my shoulder, the size of the Golden in Vegas
An' bein' famous, I came to get the butters

I came from the gutter, my success in this
Is sorta 'Projectic Justice', a payment for brushes
With police officers, a offerin' from the Gods
For the streets I was tossed in, 'til I'm deceased in a

I'ma be a beast on these beats, early and often
Please, your for the brothers ain't gon' change the numbers
It's the of chain among us
Please, we ain't of none of ya's, who want it with us?
Ain't nuttin' changed since the '96 summers,

Some people
Some hate
Some people
I think lost their minds, I'm hung up

They say breeds envy
I guess just the penalty of leadership
I guess I'm what niggaz wanna be an'
Or just bored, wanna be in shit, 'fore they get to rappin'
Start it, think they Ali an' shit

I roll the punches, so I survive
I bob and weave, move my feet side to side
I'm back, than ever, surprise, surprise
They try to take me out the game, but I's

like a old Negro spiritual, I mastered Tobey
With a of Monster Kody, shoot faster than Kobe, nigga
You know me, the one an' only
Big homie from the Roc, I think you pastors

You need Jesus in life
It's that or y'all gon' make me put
The double Desert Eagles in your life,

Some hate
Some people
Some people kill their
I they've lost their minds, I'm hung up

Au contraire, nigga, I am here 'cause I earned shit
By out, when niggaz had learner's permit
We bring the knives out or we let them burner's
I them pies out if niggaz wanna burn the strip

Bring your out, bring your buggy eyes out
your six, I laid back in the Mayback
Nigga, this the payback, I you bitch niggaz, from way back
Niggaz wanna clown but the pound it don't that
Get found, drowned, where the lake at

Run up on 'em
And then we where your wake at
Eight maniac cats with gats
You can hate that, face facts, fake rap
Can't take back what I took back to the Brook,

people hate
Some hate
Some people kill brothers
I think they've lost minds an' I'm hung up