2pac - Constantly Armed lyrics

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2pac - Constantly Armed lyrics

[Eminem] In my mind I'ma fighter, my heart's a lighter My soul is the fluid, my flow sparks it right up Arsenic writer, author with arthritis Carpel tunnel, Marshall will start sh**-itis Hard headed and hot headed, bull headed and pig headed Dick headed, a prick, a big headache I'm sick Quick witted, for every lyric spitted there are 6 critics Who wait for me to slip with it, so quick This dynamite stick buried the wick, it's gonna explode any minute Some lunatic lit it and it's not Nelly Do not tell me to stop yelling, when I stop selling I quit So stop dwelling an I am not felling You f**ers are not ready, cause I got jelly, like Beyonce's pot belly This is Destiny, yes money I'm of running So get off of me, I'm not slowing or softening [Hook - 2Pac] They sendin armies out to bomb me, Constantly armed The only DJ that can calm me is Constantly armed My firepower keep me warm I'm Constantly armed And f** the world til I'm gone, Constantly armed They sendin armies out to bomb me, Constantly armed The only DJ that can calm me is Constantly armed My firepower keep me warm I'm Constantly armed And f** the world til I'm gone b**hes be warned [Eminem 2x] I will not fall I will stand tall Feels like no one can beat me [2Pac] Follow me tell me if you feel me I think n***as is tryin to k** me Picturin pistols, spittin hollow points til they drill me Keepin it real, and even if I do conceal My criminal thoughts, preoccupied with keepin steel See n***as is false, sittin in court, turned snitches That used to be real, but now they petrified b**hes I'm tryin to be strong, my firepower keep me warm I'm trapped in the storm, and f** the world til I'm gone, b**hes be warned Word is bonb, you'll get torn I'm bustin on Guiliani, he rubbin my n***as wrong And then it's on, before I leave picture me I'm spittin at punk b**hes and hustlin to be free Watch me set it, n***as don't want it, you can get it Bet it make these jealous n***as mad I said it This Thug Life n***a, we don't cater to you hoes f** with me, have a hundred motherf**ers at yo' do', with fo [Hook]