Tupacquiao - gods judging you (2...

Yo Tupac?/I'm entering you're buisness.

When I spit fuckin' facts/you'll be blind as a bat.

Then I'll get a knife/stab you in the back.

You can't trust you're own homies/they're all a bunch of dirty rats.

Another rapper not so poetic/always fuckin' paranoid.

In the modern times/this thug would take a steroid.

Smokin' but can't handle the weed/but somehow you did succeed.

In his mind was sick thoughts/like a motherfuckin' predator.

We to to prison too/I'm not fuckin' afraid of you.

He looked to the future/yet his body remains in the past.

Course it's a crime to fight/nothin' is yours I'll take it off you.

Always bringing up violence and gangs/weapons and also dying.

25 and in so much pain/a thug that couldn't even handle fame.

Trapped in a world of insanity/so much fuckin' paranoia.

What's up with you homie?/why all the insecurity?

A devil since his birth/praying to the Lord.

Will you please come save me/I'm going for the Hail Mary.

Fantasies of his family/trying to put shit in people's heads.

I'm that white man you fear/so for once listen here.

He's a fuckin' rat himself/grassing up all of his homies.

So full of shit/tripping off some ecstatcy.

Just a mofo' hypocrite/pissed on the Hennessy.

I can't lie myself/but at-least I'm actually genuine.

I've got love to go around/apart from bullies with no respect.

Always twisting everything around/you bullied easy E.

I'd smash you in rap easily/you're the worst ever real G.

Always wanting to commit suicide/did nothing but bitch and cry.

Are you happy you got shot?/oh shit he actually survived.

Watch thugs start dropping/heavns door homie? (Hahaha)

That was the gateway to hell/chatting shit or couldn't fans tell?

All of his memories/hyping up all the gangsters.

Bragging about homies dying/shooting them all up in a movie.

Nothin' but the drug scenery/doing the crack smickedy crackety crack.

Everybody bleeds and dies/all this thug ever does is cry.

But as he cries/he's wishing that he would die.

You make me depressed homie/you need to cheer up.

You're not a bad lad/but you need to start giving a fuck.

Recollecting his sick thoughts/so fuck what you thought.

Reading you're mofo' mind/tricking you with lyrics.

You thought of it though/but I ain't playing games nigga.

I'm just gon' put the gun down/flip another one out.

Aim it at you're big fuckin' head/BANG you're fuckin' dead.

I'm not messing got you stressin/paranoia kicking in with anxiety.

The Lord give me his blessin/you'll be fuckin' sweating.

Don't test against the best/so much stress always in a mess.

A nigga with a tiny dick/all these lies to confess.

Where was you that night PAC got shot?/shooting the stunt double?

Woah no I can sense it now/this dude means fuckin' trouble.

The media catching him out on every fuck up/1 lie started to mofo' double.

 

God is judging you.

God is judging you.

God is judging you.

"Hahahaha" God is judging you now.

 

Doctor dre standing over you/helped get a plastic surgery.

From black to white/am I motherfuckin' right?

Do you know why it happened?/fake friends with a big mouth.

Ripping up the east side/rabbit scared of the mofo' south.

He struggles to mofo' breath/gets paranoid off 1 spliff on weed.

Someone wants him dead/million every currency in his motherfuckin' head.

Including the crypto too/the licto dickto soso fuckahoe including you.

Always having nightmares/was are you so suicidle?

All these crazy fantasies/bed sheets hanging and dangling.

Yet the hologram is a ghost/it's mischief technology.

Wanting call a fuckin' nurse/cause it motherfucking hurts.

Stop sounding like a fuckin' clown/why the fuck are you always down?

Somebody helped him after all/death is the only thing near.

All this bragging about women and money?/just to get fuckin' exposed?

If you're alive can you remember?/listen to rap and wake the fuck up.

On YouTube kicking off with a child on the street/you say you're a rappin' beast?

Lived like a coward/died as a fuckin' hero.

You're still my idol/I just love rapping homie.

I wanna be the best/and you would've smashed Eminem.

He wouldn't fuck with you/you'd kill him every way.

But I'm just unbeatable/trust me this really is impossible.

Come back to rap/cause' I'm calling you fuckin' out.

A big money rap battle disstrack/finally bring the thug back. (White power)

Listen to him motherfuckin' scream/as I crush his fucking dream.

Turning white people imto niggas/stop acting black.

(Who the fuck do you think you are?)/"hahahah, Tupac?"

"Dear mam can you save me"/(you sound like sucha pussy)

What do you mean fuck peace?/you just fucked up homie.

I'm kind of glad you're fucked up now/you're no tupacquiao.

Cause hows having babies/can't even look after themself.

Always having a laugh/a motherfuckin' blast.

(But how long did it last?)/"woah homie not so fast..."

Always hating on the police/you was just troublemaking.

You're always fuckin' stressin'/I'm far above but never get the credit.

 

God is judging you.

God is judging you.

God is judging you.

"Hahahaha" God is judging you now.

 

Them things that doesn't kill//makes me stronger than you.

Better get back on the kill streak/I'm reaching my mofo' peak.

I want everyone to be me/I don't know wrong and right.

Always high as a mofo' kite/nothin' but mouth and hype.

A great Jeremy Kyle actor/the bitch couldn't even motherfuckin' fight.

Let you live you're life?/then stay out of the life of crime.

Sorry homie I just don't feel you take too many deep breaths too.

Nothin' but a fuckin' player/I'll rip out you're heart.

Devaoiur you're mofo' soul/tear you lyrically apart.

You're wrong for bucking a night to the pavement/I'll easily out-smart.

You're just a fuckin' psycho/pick up the mofo' mic yo.

Saying he be slayin'so why is this fake bitch always fuckin' prayin'?

Are you fuckin' serious?/a hypocrite full of shit.

Course there's such thing as self-defense/I'll call out errol Spence.

(What so you mean you don't fight back?)/"Hahahaha, you're not PAC"

A magical tactical lyrical criss cross/listen mate just fuck off.

Got a fake mug tied up/cherry picking a coward.

Blagged a motherfuckin' million/you look like a black fuckin' minion.

I'll talk to you're face then talk behind you're back/I'm gon' start acting like mac.

Wearing that vest like messi/a true hero call him avelli.

What you even rapping about mate?/bully's was simply just you're fate.

Acting fuckin' bent/Abit like that motherfucker 50 cent.

You're jaw is just glass/you're more of a fuckin' grass.

Want a invitation to a battle?/too skint to buy a fuckin' pass.

Roughing it on the street/can't stand on you're own 2 feet.

I'll always remember Tupac/but you're just a fake mate.

When I end these criminal thugs/life will finally be free from fame.

Always bitching about so much pain/bitching about crying over change.

You just started raging/all this fake acting motherfuckin' staging.

Mouthing it halfway down the street/all you had was fuckin' balls.

Bent for producers/over tables and mofo' walls.

Drugs in the stolen wagon/who have you been fuckin' blaggim'?

Dissing the fuckin' illuminati/I've a mofo' one man army.

I don't think you know yourself/no trophies like Eminem in you're motherfuckin' shelf.

Always bitching in a pub/the biggest mug thinking he's thug in the mofo' club.

Loving then leaving them/I don't think there even real men.

Chilling with all these fakes and apes/you never even had any mates.

 

God is judging you now.

(I'm God homie)/"Hahahaha"

God is judging you now.

Anybody else wanna fuck with me?/I'm a real mofo' G, SEE.

God is judging you now.

(His only fear was a rapper like me)/"suppose I idolised him anyway"

God is judging you now.

Watch all these thugs motherfuckin' bow/to the clinical critical Tupacquiao.

God is judging you now.

"Hahahaha"/(God is judging you now)