It goes
(la, la , la ,la la la la..)
(chapter 1)
Like im sick with pox
Gave a middle flip to docs
I'm trey times 2
I'm triple the pac
Expect I'm white and I'm polite
Still have the vision he's got
Talk like its the present
Cuz I witnessed 2 pac
Sat with him in heaven
As i rose from the top
Had a flower full of pedals
In the tip of his Glock
Said hes sorry he left early
Sad he missed a whole lot
Saw the pearly gates
And thought he missed em a lot
Guess theres a mansion for thugs
In the place up above
Said this is my mans
And he scooped Michael's glove
Guess their
Moon walkin
With a company of gawds
Owww lawwd
(theme)
If theres a heaven for thugs
Then theres gotta be a heaven for us
Then theres gotta be a heaven for us
Then theres gotta be a heaven for us
What bout us
What bout us
It goes
(la, la , la ,la la la la..)
(chapter 2)
I remembered she stayed over
As i tossed in my sleep
Pulled her hair from out my pillow
Started flossin my teeth
Lit the rillo that i found
It was all full of trees
Begged the lord for his forgiveness
As i rose to my feet
I fell to my knees
God can you repent me
For the hoes i unleashed
Their boys will never get em
Like their stolen from thieves
Think he lost hold of his brain
Theres no controllin ameen
Hes sicker than depression
That f**ed S T and D
I just hope that his investments are invested in me
My impressions of the specimen connected to me
Are that hes better than the better man
So then hes better than me