| [Hook] | |
| This that *******t y'all been missing | |
| This that *******t y'all don't hear no more | |
| This that *******t that Nas was kicking | |
| The *******t that BIG would've spit the night before | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| ...He was murdered, probably sitting with Puff in Fatburger | |
| Thinking of some ill *******t nobody ever heard of | |
| Discussing studio time and interviews with Word Up | |
| Cali ******* hitting him but he ain't getting worked up | |
| His mama probably worried about him | |
| She ain't know about Suge, or she heard about him | |
| But he said it was all good, he was going courtside to watch the Lakers | |
| Forgetting about the *****s tryna stick him for his paper | |
| Rich and famous | |
| Shakur died, Bad Boy who they blaming | |
| Not even knowing the direction of the finger they aiming is the wrong one | |
| Soon enough they'll find out in the long run | |
| But still he ended up on the other side of the wrong gun | |
| Seeing palm trees, through Versace shades | |
| Not even knowing his life after death would start today | |
| Tire marks from the Goodyear swerving | |
| From the 7 shots fired in the side of the suburban, rest in peace | |
| This that *******t y'all been missing | |
| This that *******t y'all don't hear no more | |
| This that *******t that Snoop was kicking | |
| The *******t that Pac would've spit the night before | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| ...He was murdered at the red light, | |
| tryna get his head right | |
| Tryna shake the beef, probably tryna get his bread right | |
| Before his time run out, before them guns come out | |
| Playing another album we ain't heard that's finna come out | |
| Wondering who to trust, there's rumors and *******t on TV | |
| Only person telling it like it is is afenie | |
| A demon to the media, a angel in the booth | |
| He was poetic seeking justice, plus he had the juice | |
| America's most wanted with ambitions as a rider | |
| Screaming hail Mary while throwing the west side up | |
| Shots hit the door, he was hit when the glass shattered | |
| To live in die in LA, couldn't happen in Nevada | |
| Slumped in that BM Dub | |
| , Suge had to sit him up | |
| Then they wanna blame it on that first line in \"Hit Em Up\" | |
| Overlooking who they was thumping and chasing | |
| Who knew that that altercation would lead to his expiration, rest in peace | |
| This that *******t y'all been missing | |
| This that *******t y'all don't hear no more | |
| This that *******t that Hov was kicking | |
| The *******t that Pun would've spit the night before | |
| This that *******t y'all been missing | |
| This that *******t y'all don't hear no more | |
| This that *******t that Cube was kicking | |
| The *******t that Eazy would've spit the night before | |
| This that *******t y'all been missing | |
| This that *******t y'all don't hear no more | |
| This that *******t that X was kicking | |
| The *******t that L would've spit the night before | |
| This that *******t y'all been missing | |
| This that *******t y'all don't hear no more | |
| This that *******t that I'm was kicking | |
| The *******t that Nate would've sung the night before |