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lirik lagu young noble - euthanasia

[intro: 2pac & young n0ble]
all these weak rappers, nas
all these suckers they battling off of east and west
like this is a game, this ain’t no game
nas, listen

[verse 1: young n0ble]
you lost your last battle to jay, must i remind you?
he f~cked your baby mama, he dissed you then signed you, n~gga
ha, i try to turn a blind eye to
the fake sh~t ’cause i’ve been with you since the barbecue
when we seen you in that park, we was 40 deep
it was over right there, pac let you breathe, n~gga
honestly wе was all happy
cause we was all fans of your f~ckin’ rap
been lyin’, talkin’ ’bout you turned pac on to hеnnessey
he ain’t here to vouch so i’m ridin’ on his frenemies
this fake n~gga think he live like me
talkin’ bout he left the hospital, took five like he
huh, it’s f~cked up, we really got love for you
that’s why we ignored jungle, he like the drunk uncle
we just laugh, he be sayin’ whatever
and that braveheart sh~t was the weakest crew ever
got your god son tat’ wanna be just like pac
followed your daughter on the gram, might shoot my shot
peace to queens and all the boroughs in between
he ain’t around no more now
d~mn g~wiz he a fiend
street dreams are made of these
smokin’ trees in the keys on a beach with kelis
she told me her baby daddy couldn’t bring out the freak
thug life is not his, she need a thug like me
can’t argue with the truth wholeheartedly agree
imagine one on one in the same room with me
huh, i bet you this motherf~cker sing a different story
all of this ’cause he keep lyin’ on my dead homie
your head down starin’ at his makaveli chain
then he died, you went and copped the qb chain
i was your fan, you wasn’t rockin’ that nine six
30 years later, sayin’ he bit your sh~t
i be mindin’ my own business dog, stuck on the grind
sittin’ back, watchin’ this phony n~gga gossip and lie
i see the b~tch in your eyes, i will smack you n~gga
give a f~ck about the raps, or that abracadabra
look, b~tch n~gga stop lyin’ on my dead homie
look, we could both meet the dead homies
pac and kadaf’, fatal and ill will
prodigy right there, they probably sayin’ we need to chill
there’s only so much fake sh~t a n~gga can take
all i do is mind mine dog and stay out the way
illmatic, it was a classic, one of my faves
but i ain’t heard sh~t since to make me cop your tapes
beat the brakes off you and your brother, two against one
nore’ told us you never shot a fair one
n~gga, you ain’t had a fight since the fourth grade
you got a little fame and your life changed
chipped tooth, you kept the fade with the light waves
i thought you was someone i could look up to
never thought i’d see myself sayin’ f~ck you
euthanasia motherf~cker, you can die slow
young n0be is done takin’ the high road
just to keep the peace
i was the youngin’ with the nine ready to put in my time
when it was west and east
we still bombin’ first, i’m real calm at first
then all you hear is the boom and everybody hurt
we should’ve talked it out, seen what this was all about
never thought one of my idols would be chasin’ clout
it make me sad that i got to take the title from you
’cause illmatic on my block was like the bible to me
i see through you, you like pee pee and doodle
i can turn a healthy brain into a f~ckin’ ramen noodles
i’m the last outlaw, some say i know voodoo
i could give you one of these every motherf~ckin’ day
for the next 90 days just for motherf~ckin’ play
you know what’s crazy? pac told me it’ll be a day
i might have to lay my favorite rapper to his f~ckin’ grave
but i ain’t talkin’ die, i want you alive
you just couldn’t tell the truth, ’cause you livin’ a lie
you got these people fooled you feel happy when you talk about pac
n~gga you like a puppy eatin’ people food
you need attention, worse than these little b~tches
give a f~ck about all them fancy words you be usin’
look, eat a d~ck n~gga, greet you with a stick n~gga
i ain’t snoop n~gga, i don’t play the fence n~gga
i’m the same around the k!llers and the rich n~ggas
not impressed by your chains or your whip n~gga
jt ‘member he got the chain back for you
got some family out in queens that’ll vouch for me
might even know where he hidin’, point out the house for me
n~ggas is snakes, i ain’t gotta spell it out for you
it’s just a teaser, i don’t even need a breather
‘nother one in the head, might drop it tomorrow evening
i name that motherf~cker, the part two of ether
and the one after that i label that sh~t fatal
and the next one? i’ma call it tommy and buns
and i’ma keep goin’ til that white flag is swung
call 911 they need to pick up a body
somebody call the lyrical miracle spiritual high man
but i’ma wait for your response before i give you some more
ain’t waitin’ too long, 24 hours to respond
please come with some heat just inspire me more
suppressin’ my inner beast for peace, i’m a caged dog
you n~ggas ain’t heard? i’m the last outlaw!
i could do this sh~t for weeks, do this in my sleep
i could do this at the table say a prayer then i eat
i could do this at the beach with a p~ssy in my reach
she told me you was weak, pass the blunt to kelis
she ordered a milkshake, a salad with blue cheese
she hit the blunt and she told me you remind her of cochise
go back and watch the movie and think about what it means
and think about all the lies that you told to the streets
i’m really disappointed from the start i believed in you
when i was 12 i went to h~ll for snuffing jesus too
my troops roll up in a strange force
i was trapped in a cage and let out by the outlawz
outlaw, swimming in women like a life guard
and i ain’t proud of this i really like nas
he need to start thinkin’ ’bout what he sayin’
before i hang his ass like the klu klux klan
outlaw for life, it ain’t over til it’s over
n~gga, you really can’t f~ck with n0ble or a hova
huh, slammin’ emcees on cement
on some real sh~t, stop actin’ like a b~tch
enough is enough, we sick of your lies
i’m still that youngin with the nine ready to put in my time
you scared get a dog or go to church
get the f~ck out my way escort to work
it’s like a bible verse you n~ggas can’t punch god
we gon’ laugh about it later, i’ma treat you to brunch nas
science is dropped young n0ble the top pick
i did this sh~t for pac, hussein and kadafi n~gga
[outro: young n0ble]
yeah, it’s just the life of an outlaw
still do this for my dogs, let’s go!
yeah, wooh!
scottzilla on the beat b~tch!
outlaw!

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