mopreme shakur - funkmaster flex (diss) lyrics
[funk master flex dissing 2pac]
i don’t f-ck with 2pac
f-ck n-ggas suckin’ 2pac’s d-ck
[mopreme shakur reply]
what’s this n-gga saying about my lil brother , what!
n-gga shut up, n-gga shut the f-ck up
this mopreme shakur thug life outlaw immortals
n-gga ain’t n0body suckin’ d-ck
that’s real n-ggas givin’ it up
that’s real n-ggas givin’ it up to a real n-gga
which you don’t know nothing about
makaveli the don, the icon n-gga
recognize, bow down, respect the dead, b-tch -ss n-gga
i know biggie too, and he wouldn’t even allow you to talk sh-t
about my n-gga like that, watch ya mouth
all my comrades stand up, whack -ss n-gga
[hook: 2pac]
i won’t deny it i’m straight rider
[verse 1]
now ‘pac was a rider, no doubter, no contradiction
dude was so dope that they pried, they tried to twist him
legacy so although he gone, we still miss him
ain’t no way we gon’,let some old b-tch made, n-gga diss him now
14 years gon’, come out you face
you whole cake tryna diss makaveli the great
that’s my n-gga of a rikers and clinton in dannemora
l.a. kinda jello or n-gga who shoulda sell him
here i’ll tell ya if you homie who hook off first
quite possibly the realist n-gga touched the earth
bustin’ shot at crooked cops, b-tch n-ggas as well
and on his ride, some die, some live to tell
and his motherf-ckin’ record still rockin’ to will
so what ya sayin’ this d-mn mayne
you askin disgrace why?
never had the b-lls to say that sh-t to his face
cause he you’se a motherf-ckin’ rider n-gga
[hook]
i’m a straight rider
the unfadeable
the unfadeable
the unfadeable, makaveli the don
the unfadeable
the unfadeable
the unfadeable, makaveli the don
[verse 2]
the overlord, tycoon, bust player, extraordinaire
thug life motherf-cker the don is always here
and grained in the blood and veins of real n-ggas
and all around the world he remains a made n-gga
go a head ask you man cause i know ya heard
maxie rip , chicxie hip p-ssed up in the dirt
and every country on the map where his game superb
the swagger jacker to the point well it’s really absurd
so f-ck a ho, f-ck a d-mn if you don’t feel my n-gga
and let this weak sh-t p-ss man you can’t be serious
my little brother did some sh-t which pledges were made
the revolutionary of every thug state, true to his trade
smoke straight from the heart so he was always felt
put his stamp on the game, white house to the vatican
his fans merely shook , they not havin’ it
so stop suckin’ dead man d-ck of ‘pac cause he a rider
[hook]
i won’t deny it i’m a straight rider
the unfadeable
the unfadeable
the unfadeable, makaveli the don
the unfadeable
the unfadeable
the unfadeable, makaveli the don
[verse 3]
the whole f-ckin’ westcoast holdin’ ’em down
g-ngb-ngers don’t slang us, fools’ll you lay it down
yeah the ghetto didn’t sell, the honeys knew very well
and roll with a n-gga he went or if he fail
hit up with a n-gga if he got his way
lil’ trigger happy fool who’s liable to spray
n-ggas claim to be his friends talk sh-t on the low
over 60 million sold, unfadeable
taught ’em n-ggas how to smash, get ya money and ball
ya seein him pippet through the court house, f-ck ’em all
you detrimental to the game and you lame and you start sh-t
hypocritical, pitiful, fraudulent individual
jealous, cause he still gettin’ love and not you
and kids takin’ his concess for higher, education
while his fans around the world use his life for inspiration
ya know why? cause he’s a rider
[hook] + [mopreme talking]
i’m a straight rider
the unfadeable
the unfadeable
the unfadeable, makaveli the don
the unfadeable
the unfadeable
the unfadeable, makaveli the don
f-ck that thug in piece my n-gga
thug in piece to all the follow soldiers
makaveli the don and b, b-tch -ss n-gga
we got newyork too: brooklyn, bronx, south jamaica ,queens and harlem
touched all that, sucka, suck a, duck -ss n-gga, you tall it bold -ss n-gga shut up
to makaveli renaissance, thug life baby, westside!
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