2pac - constantly armed lyrics
constantly armed
(with eminem)
[eminem talking]
[eminem]
in my mind i’ma fighter, my heart’s a lighter
my soul is the fluid, my flow sparks it right up
-rs-nic writer, author with arthritis
carpel tunnel, marshall will start sh-t-itis
hard headed and hot headed, bull headed and pig headed
d-ck headed, a pr-ck, a big headache i’m sick
quick witted, for every lyric spitted there are 6 critics.
who wait for me to slip with it, so quick
this dynamite stick buried the wick, it’s gonna explode any minute
some lunatic lit it and it’s not nelly
do not tell me to stop yelling, when i stop selling i quit
so stop dwelling an i am not felling
you f-ckers are not ready, cause i got jelly, like beyonce’s pot belly
this is destiny, yes money i’m of running
so get off of me, i’m not slowing or softening
[chorus – 2pac]
they sendin armies out to bomb me, constantly armed
the only dj that can calm me is constantly armed
my firepower keep me warm i’m constantly armed
and f-ck the world til i’m gone, constantly armed
they sendin armies out to bomb me, constantly armed
the only dj that can calm me is constantly armed
my firepower keep me warm i’m constantly armed
and f-ck the world til i’m gone b-tches be warned
[eminem 2x]
i will not fall,
i will stand tall,
feels like no one can beat me.
[2pac]
follow me tell me if you feel me
i think n-gg-z is tryin to kill me
picturin pistols, spittin hollow points til they drill me
keepin it real, and even if i do conceal
my criminal thoughts, preoccupied with keepin steel
see n-gg-z is false, sittin in court, turned snitches
that used to be real, but now they petrified b-tches
i’m tryin to be strong, my firepower keep me warm
i’m trapped in the storm, and f-ck the world til i’m gone, b-tches be warned.
word is bonb, you’ll get torn
i’m bustin on guiliani, he rubbin my n-gg-z wrong
and then it’s on, before i leave picture me
i’m spittin at punk b-tches and hustlin to be free
watch me set it, n-gg-z don’t want it, you can get it
bet it make these jealous n-gg-z mad i said it
this thug life n-gg-, we don’t cater to you hoes
f-ck with me, have a hundred motherf-ckers at yo’ do’, with fo
[chorus]
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