Fuck you, losers. While you fake jacks, I makes maneuvers.
Method Man, “Got My Mind Made Up,” from 2Pac’s All Eyez On Me, 1996 (via ninetynow)
Gimme a couple G’s for every emcee I knocked to his knees.
Verbally useless, ‘Oh you got the juice?’ I squeeze you juiceless.
We made plans, but we’ll never be able to fulfill ‘em.
This is shit we put together since we was littleā¦
Every time we had dreams, you found a way you could kill ’em.