No Scope (Feat. Tupac) Christian Ac3 (Ft. 2Pac)

No Scope (Feat Tupac)

[Intro Chorus - Tupac];
No doubt they jealous of a nigga's clout
Tell me Lord can Ya feel me?
I keep my finger on the trigger, 'cause some nigga tried to kill me
And mama raised a hellraiser
Everyday gettin' paid, police on my pager
Straight stressin', a fugitive my occupation
Is under question, wanted for investigation
And even though I'm marked for death
Ima spark 'til I lose my breath, motherfuckers!

[Verse 1- Christian Ac3];
I may be all for death, but I swear I’ll be the last one left even if I gotta sell my soul to do it
And you can bet that I will even when I lie still, I’ll kill anyone who dares to stand in my way
Vibrø til my dying day you know the jealous of my clout when they shout to get me out
But it’s in vain cuz I stay in the game until I get the recognition I’ve always wanted
I’ll hop on a track and gun it like eazy-e
Kanye kinda controversial and nothing haters say is hateful Ohh!
Your ya own man dog nothing they say can hurt you
The game has changed since Tupac went to Cuba on us
All the fake ones tryna wrong us
That’s why you gotta stick wit the real one tryna reach millions
Tryna make a meal huh?
But I’m not NF, but When I Grow Up, I’ll be a Rapper, and become an adapter, but you know what like kinda computer. IM Going to be the one making this crackers cry on this mic, and I'll be Right! And I'll Never Fight!