Yo, yo, yo y'all don't know 2Pac, yo, yo
No man, no keep it on the under man
They don't know who 2Pac is blood
Yo, Bust a beat up yo blood, bust a beat
Is that the instrumental? Yeah instrumental
One, two, one, two do it
Here we go, here we go
Ay yo 2Pac, can you rap on a beat blood?
Yo, check it rap music
Gettin' to much slack from
Too many people that
Don't know how to rap vanilla Ice
Didn't think twice and New Kids On The Block
Ain't make it nobody ain't tryna hear that
We tryna that straight African style
(yeah) can't nobody duplicate the
Way niggas react, so watch me (Do it)

One, two, three bum, bum
Feel me others got paid
While I remain true to my trade
I workеd hard like a slave
Defеnded to the grave (Rah rah)
Just like a rope they hung around
Cuz they knew I was dope
While others giggled and joked
I would watch and take notes
"Never surrender"
That was my motto as I grew strong
Second best for too long
Critics I would prove wrong
Additions? no one would listen
They was dissing
My records wouldn't sell they said
Something was missing
They told me I was radical
Don't be so serious
Rehearse more curse more, be like delirious
Or better yet just make a beat
That they can dance to
Don't worry about the message the
Music will enhance you
They said they'd sign me as long
As I don't yell out
But I refuse cuz, Tupac ain't no sellout
Sometimes it was hard I wondered
Why I did it for
Writing rhymes until my hands
And eyes were sore but in my heart I knew it
Wouldn't be too long before
The charts were filled up
With my newest songs
People would pay just to see
And hear me rhyme
When yesterday no one seemed to have the time
Girls used to play and say I
Had to pay for them
But now they're sweating me and begging
Me to lay with them
They used to hate me now they
Want to be with me
Because I'm down with the Underground and TNT
(Oooh)