I Wrote This Song a Long Time Ago

I Wrote This Song a Long Time Ago

I Wrote This Song a Long Time Ago

Listen up, new Tupac track!DJ: Here's that new Tupac!

Pay attention, as life unfolds,Listen close, as life turns its pages,
Makaveli here, spitting rhymes for the agesMakaveli here, kickin' rhymes for the ages
Witnessed things in different phases,Seen things in stages,
Words of wisdom from wise menWise words spoken by sages
From pagers to smartphones,From Skytel, to Blackberry pagers.
Your crew doesn't intimidate us, we'll make you losers pay upYour crew don't faze us, we'll make you busters pay us
Roll up on your turf like C.J. from San Andreas!Run up on your spot like C.J. from San Andreas!

I penned this tune a while back, a really long time agoI wrote this song a long time ago, a real long time ago
You feel me!Feel me!
I penned this tune ages ago, it was the illest track I ever wrote...I wrote this song a long time ago, it was the dopest song I ever wrote...
Back in '94In '94

What's a guy to do, when half the folks voted for George W.What can a nigga do, when half the people voted for George W.
[No clue][No idea]
George W., can't be realGeorge W., can't be true
I'm gonna strangle him, he's a snitch,I'm gonna choke him, he's a snitch,
I'm referring to George W. Smith, from the city council, he ran in '93, out in Oakland, you probably didn't catch wind of him.I'm talking about George W. Smith, from city council, he ran in '93, out in Oakland, you probably didn't hear about him.

I wrote this song a long time ago, a truly long time agoI wrote this song a long time, ago a real long time ago
Long before Slim Shady was a hit,Way before Slim Shady was in demand,
Long before we bombed Afghanistan.Way before we dropped bologna on Afghanistan.
I penned this tune in '94.I wrote this song in '94.

Am I really doing this?Am I doing this?

Scan the club, see everyone in the jointLook around the club, see everyone in the place
Showing love for Pac, and a grin on my faceShowing Pac love, and a smile on my face
The chick in the mini skirt has poor taste,The girl in the mini skirt has bad taste,
'Cause her top doesn't match, there's a pudding stain on the back'Cause her shirt don't match, there's a pudding stain on the back
What the hell is that?What the fuck is that?
It might be DOO-DOO!It might be DOO-DOO!

And you in the rear, you're worthlessAnd you in the back, you ain't shit
You ordered a gin & tonic, but didn't even tip!You bought a gin & tonic, but you didn't even tip!
And if you bump this table one more time, then the record might skip, might skipAnd if you hit this table one more time, then the record might skip, might skip
I warned you...stop hitting the table.I told you...stop hitting the table.

2Pac Shakur2Pac Shakur
I penned this rap in 1994I wrote this rap in 1994

I'M NOT ALIVE!I'M NOT ALIVE!

THUG LIFE!THUG LIFE!
Dave Chappelle, that's not your spouse.Dave Chappelle, that ain't your wife.
You better scram, you have 2 kidsYou beter leave, you got 2 kids
GO HOOOOOOOOMMME!!!GO HOOOOOOOOMMME!!!

I wrote this song a long time ago, a truly long time agoI wrote this song a long time ago, a real long time ago
Long before Beanie Siegel had to serve time,Way before Beanie Siegel had to do a bid,
Long before Dave Chappelle had two kids,Way before Dave Chappelle had two kids,
Don't give him any action.Don't give him no coochy.

DJ: 2Pac rest in peace!DJ: 2Pac rest in peace!

OKAY, I WILL!OKAY, I WILL!