2pac - Tryna Be Strong lyrics

[Intro: 2Pac] Tryna be strong (2x) [Verse 1: Eminem] I spit it slow so these kids know that i'm talkin' to 'em Give it back to these damn critics and sock it to em I'm like a thug, with a little bit of Pac influence I spew it, and look how I got you b**hes rockin' to it You motherf**ers could never do it like I could do it Don't even try it, you'll look stupid, do not pursue it Don't ever in your life, try to knock the truest I spit the illest sh**, ever been dropped to two inch So ticky-tock listen as the sound ticks on the clock Listen to the sound of Kim as she licks on a co*k Listen to the sound of me spillin' my heart through this pen Motherf**ers know that i'll never be Marshall again Full of controversy until I retire my jersey 'til the fire inside dies and expires at thirty, and Lord have mercy on any more of these rappers that verse me And put a curse on authorities in the face of adversity, i'm a... [Hook: 2Pac] (2x) Tryna be strong,trapped in the storm Constantly armed,and f** the world til I'm gone b**hes be warned Tryna be strong,keepin it real n***as is false,even if I do conceal my criminal thoughts [Verse 2: 50 Cent] Now these p**y n***as putting money on my head Go on and get your refund motherf**er, I ain't dead I'm the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned When I rhyme, something special happen every time I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his prime I walk the block with the bundles I've been knocked on the humble Swing the ox when I rumble Show your a** what my gun do Got a temper n***a, go 'head, lose your head Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs I walk around gun on waist, chip on my shoulder Till I bust a clip in your face, p**y, this beef ain't over d**h gotta be easy, cause life is hard It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred This if for my n***as on the block, twisting trees and cigars For the n***as on lock, doing life behind bars [Hook: 2Pac] (2x) [Bridge: 2Pac speaks] [Verse 3: Nas] I woke up early on my born day; I'm 20, it's a blessing The essence of adolescence leaves my body, now I'm fresh and My physical frame is celebrated cause I made it One quarter through life some Godly-like thing created Got rhymes 365 days annual plus some Load up the mic and bust one, cuss while I pus from My skull cause it's pain in my brain vein, money maintain Don't go against the grain, simple and plain When I was young, at this I used to do my thing hard Robbin foreigners, take their wallets, their j**els, and rip their green cards Dipped to the projects flashing my quick cash and Got my first piece of a** smokin blunts with hash Now it's all about cash in abundance n***as I used to run with is rich or doing years in the hundreds I switched my motto; instead of saying "f** tomorrow" That buck that bought a bottle could've struck the lotto [Hook: 2Pac] (2x)