[Verse 1]
Unlock ya locks, and keep ya keys
The Pac in me got me thinkin' deeply
I got to shock MCs wit my philosophies
'Cause I think very deeply
Where I come from where you sweat ya pen up
Young gun rep-resenter from the Ep-icenter
The microphone fiendin' for a microphone
Before he knew what a microphone mean
With them four pounds, and they soundin' in off (uh-uh)
And them slugs, get them thugs, and the ground, get the chalk (uh)
Niggas hearts is dissolvin', involved in
What Farakhan and Jim Brown couldn't solve (it's over)
[Chorus]
I'mma tell (yeah) you what I know, (we're just gonna kick it)
What I know (yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
'Cause the boys in the hood is always hard
You come talkin' that trash they'll pull ya card (uh)
Who would have known that the boy growin' up playin' them cards
Will soon know the music he wrote, it was so true (yeah-uh)
Who could raise me after I been amazed by Dre
And N.W.A., and you couldn't pay me (yeah)
To back the staff for free (uh), I will believe
It ain't nothing Shady in the Aftermath (yeah)
Perhaps when you unwrappin' the plastic
You respect whatever you hear, and the styles is growin' (yeah)
Them guys is clonin' them pioneers
Rappers wanna be classic like they Clef, Pras, and Lauryn (ha-ha)
Unlock ya locks, and keep ya keys
The Pac in me got me thinkin' deeply
I got to shock MCs wit my philosophies
'Cause I think very deeply
Where I come from where you sweat ya pen up
Young gun rep-resenter from the Ep-icenter
The microphone fiendin' for a microphone
Before he knew what a microphone mean
With them four pounds, and they soundin' in off (uh-uh)
And them slugs, get them thugs, and the ground, get the chalk (uh)
Niggas hearts is dissolvin', involved in
What Farakhan and Jim Brown couldn't solve (it's over)
[Chorus]
I'mma tell (yeah) you what I know, (we're just gonna kick it)
What I know (yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
'Cause the boys in the hood is always hard
You come talkin' that trash they'll pull ya card (uh)
Who would have known that the boy growin' up playin' them cards
Will soon know the music he wrote, it was so true (yeah-uh)
Who could raise me after I been amazed by Dre
And N.W.A., and you couldn't pay me (yeah)
To back the staff for free (uh), I will believe
It ain't nothing Shady in the Aftermath (yeah)
Perhaps when you unwrappin' the plastic
You respect whatever you hear, and the styles is growin' (yeah)
Them guys is clonin' them pioneers
Rappers wanna be classic like they Clef, Pras, and Lauryn (ha-ha)
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