every where i go my mind keeps turnin time passes slowly as the bluntz burn'n every second i try 2 earn respect never will b in depth till tha death of my. my rymes so offical man its like ima referee black and white stripes make me look like im from 1973.
this beat makes it rain, expresses the pain of 2 greats 2pac and b.i.g. RIP,--i know your feelin me i rhyme so vividly, straight off my dome through your eyes into that empty skull, im known throughout my hood for brainwashing muthaphuckas leavin em dead, but hustlin their money till my kitchen is full of bread, their bitches are full of dread, my rhymes are a metaphors like the color red,
the color red is all i be seein after those nukkas be fleein, cheatin, beaten by my lyrical aim it can get hard tdoesn't matter if there's light cuz i prefer shots in the dark
I'm a Greaat fan of 2PAC but respect for B.I.G!!
R.I.P MY NIGGAZ
NoordRapFamilia 8 months ago
2Pac Greatest Rapper
HermesPedro 1 year ago 13
trop dar notorious big et tupac
edner90 2 years ago
every where i go my mind keeps turnin time passes slowly as the bluntz burn'n every second i try 2 earn respect never will b in depth till tha death of my. my rymes so offical man its like ima referee black and white stripes make me look like im from 1973.
hockeypete11 2 years ago 2
Biggie is my favorite rapper believe dat fuck a hater
notorious599 2 years ago 8
this song is about running, niggas huffin and puffin as they hear the cops gunning,
citizens on patrol got bodies all frozen stone cold, lined in chalk lost souls to hustle, as the law flexes it iron muscle,
no heaven for a G, so R.I.P tupac and B.I.G, the world robbed of two dope MCs,
and life goes on, hopefully their deaths makes us see the beak of dawn, let the truth shine through now that they're gone
yoki64 2 years ago
very good job ...RESPECT
diabliczek24 3 years ago
this beat makes it rain, expresses the pain of 2 greats 2pac and b.i.g. RIP,--i know your feelin me i rhyme so vividly, straight off my dome through your eyes into that empty skull, im known throughout my hood for brainwashing muthaphuckas leavin em dead, but hustlin their money till my kitchen is full of bread, their bitches are full of dread, my rhymes are a metaphors like the color red,
ablax25 3 years ago
the color red is all i be seein after those nukkas be fleein, cheatin, beaten by my lyrical aim it can get hard tdoesn't matter if there's light cuz i prefer shots in the dark
ablax25 3 years ago
hard to-spot the narcs-it doesn't
ablax25 3 years ago
I Love It. Thanks ++++++++++++++++++++++++
FreerunBoyzWw 3 years ago 3
yes great instru.
it is the same that B-real - Running shit.!
respect.
maisquimadenoncer 3 years ago