[Verse 1:] 
Listen close, as life turns its pages 
Makaveli here, kickin' rhymes for the ages 
Seen things on stages, wise words spoken by sages 
From SkyTel to BlackBerry pages 
Your crew don't phase us, we'll make you bustas pay us [bad word] up in your spot like CJ from San Andreas
 [bad word] ] 
I wrote this song a long time ago 
real long time ago 
Feel me!!! 
I wrote this song a long time ago 
It was the dopest song I ever wrote... in '94!!

[Verse 2:] 
What can a [bad word] do, when half the people voted for George W. 
It's a [bad word]  [bad word] George W. - can't be [bad word] - 
I wanna choke him, because he's a snitch 
I'm talking about George W. Smith 
From city council, he ran in '93 
Out in Oakland... you probably didn't hear about him
 [bad word] ] 
I wrote this song a long time ago 
real long time ago 
Way before Slim Shady was in demand 
Way before we dropped baloney on Afghanistan 
I wrote this song in '94

[Verse 3:] 
How am I doin' this?!? 
Look around the club, see everyone in the place 
Showing 'Pac love got a smile on my face 
The girl in the miniskirt has bad taste 
Because her shirt don't match 
And there's a puddin' stain on the back 
What the [bad word] is that? 
It might be DOO-DOOO!

And you in the back, you ain't [bad word] 
You bought a gin and tonic but you didn't even tip 
And if you hit the table one more time then the record might skip-might skip... 
I told you, stop hittin' the table.

Tupac Shakur, 
I wrote this rhyme in 1994 
I'm not alive!!! 
Thug life!!! 
...Dave Chappelle, that ain't your wife 
married man, you've got two kids 
...Go home!!!

I wrote this song a long time ago 
real long time ago 
Way before Beanie Sigel had to do a bid 
Way before Dave Chappelle had two kids 
No friends, and no future.

[DJ:] 2pac, Rest In Peace...

Okay, I will!!!