2pac - Where Ever U R Ft Big Daddy Kane Remastered | Текст песни

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[Big Daddy Kane:]
Watch me...
Ain't no question,
I'm sufferin' a bad case of lyrical congestion.
Not the one for testin',
Come mess with and end up with your chest split.
No, not because of cardiac, but because how hard he act. Ha!
I'm recognized as the microphone destroyer,
Competition minds up in the state of paranoia.
I told him if you're scared, go get a dog. So by tomorrow,
You'll probably see 20 rappers walking with Rottweilers.
Your gimmick is primitive, and impotent.
You won't win with it, so limit it,
Before I make your body start to hemorrhage.
Just when you thought that you was burnin' me,
You found yourself bleedin' internally.
Now you heads is learnin', see.
I stayin' there sincere,
You commence prayer,
Your heart begets fear, cause there ain't no wins here. Huh.
Never kid, 'cause even with leverage,
I can rock your domepiece worse than the wop ever did.
WHAT?

[2Pac:]
Is you out your fuckin' mind?
Ask me to blast. No need to ask, 'cause I'm mashin',
Peepin' the latest fashion, copy-cats in plastics, get me to flashin'...
My adversaries shipped in caskets,
Murdered them bastards,
Witness the past, got boom-bastic...
Now that they freed me, no one can see me,
I completely eradicated my competition, father forgive 'em.
Assemble the troops, prepare my loots for combustion,
Rushing them muthafuckas, the deadliest nigga bustin'.
How can they touch me when they lost in thought?
On Death Row we lock shit down across the ball.
Now flash, and watch me get in that ass like a bikini.
Lyrical legendary so niggas'll never see me.
Completely defeat me, can never happen.
Whether rappin' or scrappin',
Niggas get smashed on they muthafuckin' back.
Hard to kill, and even harder to stop.
Watch Kane and Pac drop the sho' shot! .
Tell them muthafuckas...

[Big Daddy Kane:]
Here's how we'll do it...
The meet us and the plan's to put the cash in the hand,
So that I can spend a grand of benja-mans up in Japan.
Now who's the man?
And therefore my Luchi, eatin' sushi.
Checkin' out some kinda movie featurin' short and spooky.

[2Pac:]
Tell me, Kane, when will niggas learn?
In this game, fuck with us, niggas gettin' burned.
We takin' turns on you bitch-made nigg-ar-os.
I hope it hurts, 'cause you're worse than these groupie hos.

[Big Daddy Kane:]
One more time baby...
I'll be forever, the gogetter of the chedder.
Thinkin' ahead of my competitor, just too clever to sever.
I got it together, to represent with my true nigg.
The first syllables of our name together is 2 big.
Think about that!

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