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Listen close as life turns it's pages, Makaveli here kickin' rhymes for the ages, see things in stages, wise words spoken by sages from skytel to blackberry pages, your crew dont phase us we'll make you bustas pay us, run up in yo spot like C.J. from San Andreas

 

I wrote this song a long time ago, a real long time ago feel meh, I wrote this song a long time ago, it was the dopest song I ever wrote... in '94

 

What can a nigga do, when half the people voted for George W. (he's a bitch) ... George W. can't be true, I wanna choke him cuz he's a snitch, I'm talkin' 'bout George W. Smith from city council, he ran in '93 out in Oakland... you probaly didn't hear about him

 

I wrote this song a long time ago, a real long time ago, way before slim shady was in demand, way before we dropped bologna on Afghanistan, I wrote this song in '94

 

Am I doin' this?

 

Look around the club, see everyone up in the place, showin' Pac love, got a smile on my face, the girl in the miniskirt has bad taste cuz that shirt don't match... there's a puddin' stain on her back... what the fuck is that?!... it might be doo doo, and you in the back you ain't shit, you wanted Gin n Tonic but you didn't even tip, and if you hit this table one mo' time then the record might skip.. might skip, I told you stop hittin' the table

 

Tupac Shukur, I wrote this shit in 1994... I'm not alive... Thug Life, Dave Chappelle that ain't yo wife, (go home) you got two kids... GO HOME!

 

I wrote this song a long time ago, a real long time ago, way before Beanie Segal had to do a bid, way before Dave chappelle had two kids... don't give him no coochie

 

Tupac rest in peace... OKAY I WILL!

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* originally from the big poppa vinyl 12

 

Intro: puff daddy

 

As we proceed

To give you what you need

9 to 5 motherfuckers

Get live motherfuckers -- 2x

 

As we proceed

To give you what you need

East coast motherfuckers

Bad boy motherfuckers

 

Big - now turn the mics up

Turn that mic up, yea that beat is knockin

To that microphone

Turn that shit the fuck up

Uh, what?

Turn it up louder

Yea, uh

 

As we proceed, to give you

What you need

J.m. motherfuckers

J.m. motherfuckers

9 to 5 motherfuckers

 

Verse one:

 

Who shot ya?

Seperate the weak from the ob-solete

Hard to creep them brooklyn streets

Its on nigga, fuck all that bickering beef

I can hear sweat trickling down your cheek

Your heartbeat soun like sasquatch feet

Thundering, shaking the concrete

Finish it, stop, when I foil the plot

Neighbors call the cops said they heard mad shots

Saw me in the drop, three in the corner

 

Slaughter, electrical tape around your daughter

Old school new school need to learn though

I burn baby burn like disco inferno

Burn slow like blunts with ya-yo

Peel more skins than idaho potato

Niggaz know, the lyrics molestin is takin place

Fuckin with b.i.g. it aint safe

I make your skin chafe, rashes on the masses

Bumps and bruises, blunts and landcruisers

Big poppa smash fools, bash fools

Niggaz mad because I know that cash rules

Everything around me, two glock nines

Any motherfucker whispering about mines

And im, crooklyns finest

You rewind this, bad boys behind this

 

Interlude:

 

As we proceed

To give you what you need

9 to 5 motherfuckers

Get live motherfuckers

 

As we proceed

To give you what you need

East coast motherfuckers

Bad boy motherfuckers

 

Get high motherfuckers

Get high motherfuckers

Smoke blunts motherfuckers

Get high motherfuckers

Ready to die motherfuckers

9 to 5 motherfuckers

 

Verse two:

 

I seen the light excite all the freaks

Stack mad chips, spread love with my peeps

Niggaz wanna creep, got ta watch my back

Think the cognac and indo sack make me slack?

I switches all that, cock-sucker gs up

One false move, get swiss cheesed up

Clip to tec, respect I demand it

Slip and break the, 11th commandment

Thou shalt not fuck with raw c-poppa

Feel a thosand deaths when I drop ya

I feel for you, like chaka khan Im the don

Pussy when I want rolex on the arm

Youll die slow but calm

Recognize my face, so there wont be no mistake

So you know where to tell jake, lame nigga

Brave nigga, turned front page nigga

Puff daddy flips daily

I smoke the blunts he sips on the baileys

On the rocks, tote glocks at christenings

And my cock, in the fire position and...

 

(get live motherfuckers

Ready to die motherfuckers)

 

Cmere, cmere [it aint gotta be like that big]

Open your fucking mouth, open your... didnt I tell you

Dont fuck with me? [*muffled* cmon man] huh?

Didnt I tell you not to fuck with me?

(as we proceed) [cmon man] look at you now

(to give you what you need) huh? [cmon man]

(9 to 5 motherfuckers) cant talk with a gun in your mouth huh?

(get live motherfuckers) bitch-ass nigga, what?

(get live motherfuckers) [*muffled sounds, six gun shots*]

(as we proceed...) who shot ya?

 

Outro: puff daddy

 

...to give you what you need

9 to 5 motherfuckers

Get live motherfuckers

 

(who shot ya? )

 

Get high motherfuckers

Ready to die motherfuckers

Hah!!

As we proceed...

 

(who shot ya? )

 

...to give you what you need

9 to 5 motherfuckers

East coast motherfuckers

 

(who shot ya? )

 

West coast motherfuckers...

West coast motherfuckers... hah!

As we proceed, to give you what you need

As we proceed

To give you what you need

Get live motherfuckers

9 to 5 motherfuckers

Get money motherfuckers

 

As we proceed

To give you what you need

Get live motherfuckers

9 to 5 motherfuckers

J.m. motherfuckers

J.m. motherfuckers

As we proceeeeeeed

To give you what you need...

9 to 5...

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Tu Pac is in an island, with Elvis.

They will reappear, and sing again, that way EVERYBODY will pay to see them.

 

That would be On a Island.

And no they're not On a Island.

2pac maybe but...

Elvis is dead, you need to see the movie Bubba Ho-Tep it will tell you the whole

true story about Elvis.

:D

 

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