Tupacquiao - DJ TP

See I just can’t win, I can’t lose either. (Or draw)

It’s hard enough beating myself.

I love the snow, hate being too cold.

I love the sun, Hate being too warm.

So what am I supposed to do? ,(dunno).

Ask to be frozen? ,Tell them blast me off towards the sun?

Watching the cows, jumping over the moon.

Make a no gravity porno, smoking weed.

High off skunk, catching floating spunk.

(Woahhh wait!) ,is that Blackbeard?

“Nah it’s a different kind of ship” ,not a space one.

I bet planes are UFO’s, well only in poor countries.

So are helicopters, to someone blind.

(Something flying, can hear the engine).

“Don’t know what it is, never seen it before”

But I shouldn’t take the piss, it’s bullying right?

So THC’d up, high as a human kite.

 

COME ON!!!!

PUT YOU'RE HANDS IN THE AIR!!!!

YES, YES!!!!

LETS MOFO’ GO!!!!

ARE!!!!!!!! YOU???? READY!!!!!!

 

Don’t ever bend over, infront of pinnokio.

He may purposely tell a lie, you think I’m joking.

I’ll have you bitches, all motherfucking choking.

Drop me a riddle, I’ll slip you a pint, after a piddle.

You shop where? Fuck going to Aldi and Lidl.

I’ll slap you in the face, call you Moses.

Shave you’re pubes, call you Jesus.

It’s a mirical, the fat man saw his penis.

So ugly as fuck, maybe he’s from Venus.

Intergalactic? You must be the stereo type.

Here’s some yellow ice, tell me if it taste nice.

Abit of crack, then maybe some spice.

What would happen, if we had a modern vanilla ice?

Word to doctor Dre and oboe trice.

I said it once, don’t make me repeat it twice.

Are you men? ,these days I think all y’all are mice.

Get a knife, aim at you’re throat, And begin to mofo slice.

And I don’t mean limbo (r.i.p), born as a bitch acting bimbo.

 

YEAH, YEAH!!!!!

COME ON!!!!

MAKE SOME MOTHERFUCKING NOISE!!!!

HERE WE GO, HERE WE GO!!!!!

BOOM BIDA BOOM!!!!

GET MY QUICK SCOPE!!!!

ZOOM, FUCKING ZOOM!!!!!

SHOOT THE NO HOPE!!!!

THIS IS HOW WE DO IT!!!!!

IM A POET AND I DIDNT EVEN KNOW IT!!!!!