Knoc-Turn’Al let’s go a new record with a heavy 2Pac presence throughout on to pay tribute to Pac on the 15th anniversary of his passing.
Allow me to introduce first ; Makaveli the Don Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like the holy Qu’Ran Niggazget shooklike 5-0 My forty-five gun’s next to me when we ride, for survival Money makin plans, pistol close at hand, swollen pockets Let me introduce the topic, then we drop it Expose snakes cause they breath freely, see me ride? Located world wide like the art of graffiti I think I’m tougher than Nitti, my attitude is shitty Born on a dopefiend’s titty.. huh In every city you’ll find me Look for trouble right behind me My Outlaw niggaz down to die for me, nahmean ; I hit the scene niggaz duckin from my guillotine stare I’m right there; my every word, a fuckin nightmare Get me high, let me see the sun rise and fall This for my dogs down to die for yours Extreme venom, no mercy when we all up in ’em Cut ’em down.. to Hell is where we send ’em My whole team, trained to explode ride or die Murder motherfuckers lyrically, and I’m not gon’ cry Me -a born leader never leave the block without my heater Two big pits, I call them my bitch nigga eaters And not a whimper ’til I’m gone Thug Life runnin through my veins so I’m strong ; Bye bye bye, let’s get high and ride Oh, how do we do these niggaz but I’m not gon’ cry I’m a Bad Boy killa, Jay-Z die too Lookin out for Mobb Deep, nigga when I find you Weak motherfuckers don’t deserve to breathe How many niggaz down to die for me? Yeahh-yeayy! West coast ridah, comin right behindya Should’ve never fucked wit meeee I want money hoes sex and weeeed I wont rest till my road dawgs freeee, bomb first!
2pac the goat