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Lyrics

, that old fashioned word. it's a word called love!, called looooove, called looo-oooo-oooo-oooo-oooo-ove, oh! this must be the way the nigga 'pac felt when he made, "me against the world," "all eyez on me", y'all niggaz got me feelin like all eyes on me, me against the world, mmm, y'all got me on my shit, thought niggaz would appreciate what i did to this game, bein that, i'm flesh of your flesh, blood of your blood, come from the same hood you come from, we share basically the same stories, thought niggaz would appreciate what i came and did, since ninety-six, every year, somethin must be seriously wrong with the world, i know y'all ain't hatin, don't tell me niggaz is hatin, nah. you know what i think?, i think. think y'all lost your mind, y'all got me on my shit, raw rough and rugged, when addressin the mass public, my attitude is fuck it cause motherfuckers love it, got a, chip on my shoulder the size of the golden nugget in vegas, and fuck bein famous, i came to get the butters, i came from the gutter, my success in this game, is sort of like "pro-jectic justice," a payment for brushes, with police officers, a peace offering, from the gods for the streets i was tossed in, 'til i'm deceased in a coffin, i'ma be a beast on these beats, releasin early and often, please, your disdain for the brothers ain't gon' change the numbers, it's the strengthenin of chain among us, please, we ain't afraid of none of yas, who want it with us?, ain't nuttin changed since the ninety-six summers, c'mon, jeah, uh, yeah, uh, uhh, uhh, yeah. you know what i think?, they say success breeds envy, i guess it's just the penalty of leadership, i guess i'm what niggaz wanna be and shit, or niggaz just bored, wanna be in shit, 'fore they get to rappin, start believin it, think they ali and shit, i roll with the punches so i survive, i bob and weave, move my feet from side to side, i'm back, stronger than ever, surprise surprise, they try to take me out the game, but i's alive, it's like a old negro spiritual, but i mastered tobey, with a splash of monster kody, shoot faster than kobe, nigga, you bastards know me, the one and only, big homey from the roc, i think you pastors lonely, you need jesus in your life. it's either that, or y'all gon' make me put the double desert eagles in your life, nigga!, i know niggaz are hatin man, let me find out, jealousy's a weak emotion, y'all gotta overcome that man, c'mon man be stronger than that. you know what i think?, you'll be aight though, au contraire nigga, i am here cause i earned the shit, by ridin out, when niggaz had learner's permit, we bring the knives out, or we let them burners spit, i bring them pies out if niggaz wanna burn the strip, bring your rides out, bring your buggy eyes out, turn your 6, i laid back in the maybach, nigga this the payback, i know you bitch niggaz from way back, niggaz wanna clown but the pound it don't play dat, get yourself found, drowned, where the lake at, run up on 'em +notoriously+, "take that!", and then we comin where your wake at, eight maniac cats strapped with gats, you can hate that, face facts, fake rap cats, can't take back what i took back to the brook', look,