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The New tupac

the new tupac will have you too walkin with gangstas

the new two stupidity now two steppin with prankstas

murked the first one sayin he's blacker the berry

when i'm sweeter than juice

bass voiced top me if you want to experience that jacked tweeters induced

when i own all of Victoria's secrets as proof

tellin me what the body when all his deducement has him actin when he's wearin his shoes

crypt walking like that it's only talk

missed balking like has bass fits jocking as his only walk

******* with me when All Hailed Mary like if she was his when is only stolen balk

I'm walkin again the gauntlet cuz all the women they want this flauntin all **** like if i was jackin all the wanted

like ghost whippin me imma follow you till i'm haunted

pain really, so bow down, when my diamonds glisten

listen again is just as well bilateral biased has his confused his like the ol' eminem was in the new form gettin his face jacked again

like me smokin crack with friends like all given enemies stressed was all given was a race black and then

we actually are the same race like i knew you back like i owned all the streets like his females thuggin as heathen

**** riding i'll **** your *** up like settin me up when i'm always the last muthafucken breathin

exposing the ***** heathen breathin like if you were the only man catching bullet rounds exposed like the new you was still alive

to the next ** hiked my socks up construed you at hit stupidity when will ride

ghettos owned by just the black reppin when you're steppin the whack, honest it was just onyx

i'll blast your *** like if you stole my pump shotty:

like i never was wanted runst follies

anamoly run has all criminal cops all fathering fun deceiving that all to gain was never greed when all greed in need bothering sons:

all you still down with me when we ride it

looking like a *** while i'm guy gee stag when you're looking into their eyes, they'd know comparison of a bird control as if fathering guys

my knowledge is flight applauding the time, are you still down with me

i hide behind the love of beauty of my womens eyes when you're looking like the female opened you up to your face compared to opening thighs

they don't know like how you stare in the future that tommorow comes only after the dark

knowing me marks the coming of the actual god

I am "unconditional heart"

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