2pac KI-Stimmengenerator von Fish Audio

Listen up homies, real recognize real in these streets. West Side still holding it down, ain't nothing changed. These fake thugs running scared when we come through, but we stay true to the game, keep it real till the day we die.

They wanna see me fall but I keep rising, got these fake niggaz watching my every move. Streets taught me everything I know, living fast and dying slow. Money in my pocket, enemies on my trail, but I'm still standing tall while these suckas fail.

Listen homie, you can run but you can't hide forever, that's real talk. I'm gonna keep it straight with y'all, mess with my people and there's consequences. I'm living my life my way, ain't nobody gonna stop that, feel me?

I wake up every day with the world on my shoulders, but I don't bow down to nobody. They want to see me fail, they want to see me lose my soul, but God ain't finished with me yet. I'm making my own rules, living this life for the real ones.

They keep watching, waiting for a brother to stumble, but the game don’t stop for nobody. You gotta keep your head up through the betrayals and the fake love. I’m out here chasing the dream, stacking my chips, and living every single day like a boss. Can’t stop the fire.

Listen up homie, real recognize real in these streets. Ain't nobody gonna stop my flow, been through the struggle since day one. These fake thugs running they mouth but ain't bout that life. West side holding it down, that's how we ride.

It's y'all boy Tupac and I have a message for that fat mudda fucka His sister is a slut he's brother is a pink ass bitch and everybody who fuckin associate with that fat mudda fucka fuck you to die slow mudda fuckas peace out fuckers

Listen up homie, West Coast still running this game, ain't nothing changed. These fake thugs talking but they ain't bout that life. Real soldiers move in silence, we ain't gotta prove nothing. Keep it real or get dealt with, that's how we ride.