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2pac – funky freestyles lyrics


[verse 1: debbie deb]
i hope you can feel the texture, dyslexia
that i can wreck, so i can enter
[?] like a pencil, the mic is my utensil
[?] potent like [?] fundamental
f+ck yo’ visions as
i gotta vision sitting in the tavern
check out the pattern of a cabbage
isn’t it deep like my father’s
measure the laughter and joy i brought him easily
a piece of paper isn’t anything to me
i paint a quick picture that i can give to ya
it’s debbie but deb is my alias
takes more than one to prevail again uh
lyrical substance for a [?] of a percussion
check out the [?] flow that i’m bustin’
but only temperamental if ya fed up get up
while you’re up there pass me the pen
so i can etch+a+sketch and show ya how a real woman
starts progress haha

[2pac & money b]
that’s deb called freak[?]
yo girl (you feel me? you heard me)
that sh+t was real dope
tu’ wasn’t that sh+t dope?
that was pretty buggin’, [?] pretty dope, you got it
yo del, what’s up with that?
oh, you want me to do it?
i know you can free’
[verse 2: money b]
yo’ mic passed, at last, the freaky dog is next up
and money down ’til the mics completely s+xed up
and f+cked up if i’ma say so on the blunt tip
l!cking mcs like fat juicy c+nt lips
girls i wanna do ya, wo wo wo and all that
i’m k!lling ya dead but ya crawl back for more
but i don’t want ya, i let the rest get ya
come on girlfriend, i’m just messing wit’ ya
you know i’ll never wear you out like a velcro mustache
especially when you’re giving up nuff ass
and it don’t stop on 2pac and del

[2pac & money b]
ayy yo del tryna hide in the back though mon
yo del, yo del get on up here man
(you feel me? you heard me)
yo del do something antic+p+te

[del the funky h0m+sapien]
d+e+l the funky human being, that is human being to the ones that need awakening
i can flex funk on the floor and make ’em furious
it might be intimidating ’til a certain point, don’t worry it’s cool
gaffling your wits, [?] you tricks
’cause i’ma make suck+ass do the splits
that’s why [?] the floor like a chorus line
as i prepare to drop a gorgeous rhyme
with a pretty presentation, placed with a purpose
a shade of green and crazy del’s on the scene
to leaning the strike of perpetrators
fakes and frauds, while the audience applauds
they get enthusiastic, when i use the drastic measures
to keep the thieves out the treasures
i can kick a freestyle and recollect the segment
like a movie, and i still sound groovy
[2pac & money b]
right men down
stop f+cking around up there
yo tu’ you sound fuller than ’em
bust it

[verse 3: 2pac]
ayy yo leave me the f+ck alone, you gets none of this
it’s suicidal, you lose your title like doug+las
i’m nothin’ nice and, i’m icin’ like tyson
i’m grippin’ the mic and my dj is slicin’
i’m tired of motherf+ckers steppin’ to me with the same old game though
tryin’ to play me out like nintendo
how the f+ck you think i ever got this far?
by bootin’ motherf+ckers like a shootin’ star
’cause i’m out to show that i’m a dope mc
you think crack had you fiendin’, wait’ll they get a load of me
n+ggas on my d+ck like a motherf+ckin’ condom
b+tches wanna flip, let ’em step, and i’ll bomb ’em
and it just don’t stop
’cause i got debbie deb in the house and we will drop
all competitors (yo deb) hunt ya ass like a predator, b+tch

[verse 4: debbie deb]
spin the wheel of fortune, for a fortune
of prolific paranormal positivity
with the swift gift so witness the finesse word
too many females tryna be harder then
i pull up on the scene like i’m [?]
bustin’ [?]
[2pac, yo+yo & money b]ayy yo yo yo, hold up, hold up
chill, chill
you don’t wanna f+ck with us all day like that
we know you got it yo
save time for next track
(you feel me? you heard me?)
the [?] don’t know the women are definitely in here (big d, big d)
we outtie
lench mob in the house (lench mob [?])
get of my dizzanizanizaniz hah ha ha ha ha