2Pac — U Don’t Wanna Battle/Thought U knew Original Version

[Intro: 2Pac Scarface] Ladies and gentlemen Right here on tonight's stage We're gonna have two savage minds Two ruthless battlers Two gruesome souls Go live, right here In this corner, MC Ryan D And up next is 2Pacalypse [Verse 1: 2Pac] Yo I can rock it on a slow tip Don't flip, cause I can do this No shit, won't trip, ain't nothin' to this 2Pacalpyse, now jack you better brace Cause I'm thumpin' it up and pumpin' it up with hellafied bass If ya comp rolls, throw blows until they back down They sweat, no threat, suckers I smack down No joke, I smoke any and all punks They step, mic check and then they get done What's next?, I flex and rock the dope TEC's Get drunk, then run through crews like group sex Get sprung, it's fun, out to hear the hoes Homeboys, make noise from back to front row's Cause yo, I flow and go continually 2Pac, non stop rippin' up scenery So now, you know how I be rockin' shit When I flow, same hoe with the 2Pacalypse [Interlude: 2Pac as Tony Montana] Ooohh that's very good Remember the last to have the challenger from the phone ringing Eat the package mane And I'm Shock G and this [?] [Verse 2: Ryan D] Two it's time to crunch and munch, your pussy ass see I had a hunch You couldn't punch, I eat you for lunch And go through, your sorry crew, I thought you knew? You punk motherfucker's could never do The things I, The R the Y, the A the N, Daz D did bitch, you couldn't ever fade me I'm not a sucker, I treat you like a serious trick You little dummy, you need to stop talkin' shit You got nerve, I give you credit, to think you hang But brother we're not all in the same gang The punks, the suckers, the phonies, the perpetrators like you Would never even fit in a crew Without suckin' a dick, or maybe robbin' a bank You see you don't got talent and your breathe straight stank Hoe, now step in line before I'm mad at you You silly sucker ha, I thought you knew [Intelude: 2Pac as Tony Montana] Ooohh that was very good Ryan D, very good But let's give 2Pac a counter attack 2Pac, step to the stage And may the best man win [Verse 3: 2Pac] Hit dropper, shit stopper with the strength to motivate Give me a break, and then it's time to illustrate 2Pac will terminate, cause niggas like to perpetrate Rhymes I create, yo you best believe they're worth the wait So here I go, I'm about to throw a dope flow And let them know 2Pac will hit you with a death blow But you say no because you wanna battle blow for blow I'm nothin' nice and my advise is just to let it go I would just battle you but somehow I don't think it's fair I'm not an amateur, I'll damage ya and leave you there Anyway nigga I'm the one they want to hear from Fuck that pussy shit that you be boppin' in they eardrum Cause in the 90's boy, 2Pac is comin' through I'm in effect, snappin' necks, I thought you knew [Interlude: 2Pac as Tony Montana] Very good, very good It's time for Ryan D Once more to come And meet 2Pac halfway It's been a gruesome fight Here's your last chance [Verse 4: Ryan D] You wanna talk about a battle? Well I'ma talk about a massacre You soft sucker, I'm tryin' not to laugh at ya You and your posse, just stepped into the circle of death You thought I wouldn't but the gauge, was in effect I'm not a killer but I'm not exactly pro-life Keep actin' stupid I'ma stab you with my girl's knife I'm not a coward punk I'll walk into your livin' room Change the channel, and make you watch a cartoon And if you step, I hope you pack a serious nine Cause if you don't, your sorry ass will be all mine Cause I'm a warrior, I'll make a fire out of a stick Live in the jungle, but never comin' less than thick You sorry maggot, you need to learn a lesson from me The funky brother causin' trouble chief R Y D Cause I'm no sucker, I'm laughin' at you and your crew You'll never hang 2Pac, I thought you knew [Interlude: 2Pac as Tony Montana] Aww we're havin' a good fight here tonight Ladies and gentlemen Ryan D almost got points taken away for a low blow 2Pac Step to the stage It's on [Verse 5: 2Pac] Shall I say I'm beatable? Now out of the silent, I think conceded But what more can I say, I've never been defeated By a half steppin' mutha fucka clutchin' on the microphone Sucker I'll break ya bones better leave 2Pac alone I ain't no trick I'll drop you and I'll drop you quick It makes you sick Because your bitch is on my dick But who's to blame, the brotha with the strange name I show no shame, cause god gave the me the gift of game Now, who are you? Mutha fuck you and your crew You think of drive by's, nigga I will drive through You and your crew, you fuck around your girl too The bitch is scandalous She's fuckin' me and duckin' you So fuck unbeatable, dope is what ya need to call it If rap was liquor, I'd be a fuckin' alcoholic This ain't a threat Just showin' em how dope it gets When suckas sweat It's time to rock the roof, let's jet I go for broke Cause like I said the rhymes are dope You're on the ropes, cause mutha fucka I'm no joke It's like I'm brain-locked, when I hit the tempo Kick the intro, then it's time to get loc'd Ya got beef g Step up 'fore it get swoll up It's like a hold up Drop 'em or get rolled up I give a fuck It's time to set the record straight This nigga is dope (word) What more can I say? [Ryan D] Alright alright man, peace man You got it good [?] Just wanna send a shout out to all my homeboys in The J town, my DJ Clark Gable Everybody else y'all know you down with the Drank avenue posse, don't stop [2Pac] Ayo peace to my homie Treach, Latifah The whole flavor unit posse My girl Yo-Yo, the whole Lench Mob posse Crazy shout outs to Ice Cube, Shock G, Money B Peace to the jungle Peace to my crew Peace to my homies We out