The camera fades to a black screen

 

T T T Presents . . .

 

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The Camera pans into Ryu Matsumoto, Trash Pac, standing in front of a white screen surrounded by Heather Angelo and several back-up singers and dancers. The insturmental to 2Pac’s seminal

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T-Pac: I AIN’T GOT NO FRIENDS,

 

T-Pac:THAT’S WHY I PINNED YO’ CHAMP YOU HEFTY MOTHER FUCKER

 

Heather and Singers Take Money

 

T-Pac: You know who the realest is.

 

Heather and Singers Take Money

 

T-Pac: We bring it too

 

Heather and Singers Take Money

 

T-Pac: First off, fuck you and the clique you claim. T-Side when we ride come equipped with game.

 

T-Pac: You claim to be a playa but I pinned your champ. We bust on OUR HERO bustas fucked for life.

 

T-Pac: Plus Tibby tryna see me, weak lunches I eat

 

T-Pac: Our Hero and the dub is some MARK ASS BITCHES!

 

T-Pac:We keep on commin’ while we runnin’ for your jewels. Steady gunnin’ keep on bustin’ at them fools, you know the rules.

 

T-Pac: Drago Cesar, go ask your homies how I left ya, roll your young ass up

Leave you in pieces, now be deceased.

 

T-Pac: Maddie Sin, don’t fuck around with real hoots, quick to snatch your ugly ass off the streets, so fuck peace!

 

T-Pac: I’ll let them bustas know its on for life, don’t let the T-Side ride tonight. HA HA

 

T-Pac: Our Hero murdered on wax AGAIN fuck with me and get yo’ caps peeled, you know

 

T-Pac: See, grab your Glocks when you see TPac, call the cops when you see TPac, UH.

 

 

T-Pac: Who pinned me? But you punks didn't finish, now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace Busta, I hit 'em up!

 

 

T-Pac: Check this out, you motherfuckers know what time it is, I don't know why I'm even on this track. Y'all bustas ain't even on my level I'mma let my little homies ride on you bitch-made ass OCW bitches, feel it!

 

Dennis Black almost slides on screen, he smirks and winks at the back up dancers before he starts his verse

 

Denny Blek: Get out the way yo, get out the way yo, Our Hero just got dropped

 

Denny Blek: Big Ryu', pass the MAC and let me hit em in his back.

 

Denny Blek: Bill Ding needs to get spanked right for settin' traps little accident murderer and I ain't never heard of ya.

 

Denny Blek:Chemo Therapy when I'm servin' ya.

 

Denny Blek: Spank ya, shank ya whole style when I gank, guard your rank 'cause I'mma slam your ass in the paint.

 

Denny Blek: Tibby weaker than the fuckin' block I'm runnin' through, busta and I'm smokin' OC Dubya right in front of you, busta.

 

Denny Blek: With the ready power tucked in my Air Bleks under my Eddie Bauer, your clout petty/sour I remove tumors every hour; I hit 'em up!

 

T-Pac: See, grab your Glocks when you see TPac, call the cops when you see TPac, UH.

 

 

T-Pac: Who pinned me? But you punks didn't finish, now you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace Busta, I hit 'em up!

 

T-Pac:Peep how we do it, keep it real as penitentiary steel.

 

T-Pac: This ain't no freestyle battle, all you butas gettin' killed, with your mouths open.

 

T-Pac: Tryna come up off of me, you in the clouds, hopin' smokin' dopes, it's like a sherm high.

 

T-Pac: Bustas think they learned to fly, but they burn, motherfucker, you deserve to die

 

T-Pac:Talkin' about you gettin' money, but it's funny to me, all you bustas livin' bummy — why you fuckin' with me?

 

T-Pac: I'm a self-made millionaire Trash livin', back in business, profits in the air, HA HA

 

T-Pac: Tibby, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch, and beg a bitch to let you sleep in the house?

 

T-Pac: Now it's all about T T T, you copied my style.

 

T-Pac: Five pins couldn't drop me, I took it and smiled, now I'm back to set the record straight.

 

T-Pac: With my H-Edge, I'm still the thug that you love to hate, Motherfucker, I hit 'em up!

 

Kassidy Hayes pops up from the bottom of the camera’s view laughing as he starts his verse

Kassadi Amin:I'm from Romania where plenty of murders occurs no points or commas, we bring drama to all you herbs

 

Kassadi Amin:Now go check the scenario: Lil' Cesar I'll bring you fake G's to Denny’s knees, catchin deez in de Janeiro.

 

Kassadi Amin: Maddie Sin, is you coked up or doped up? Get your little Junior Whopper dropped Hoot Stomped.

 

Kassadi Amin: What the fuck, is you stupid? I take money, crash and mash through Turmoil, with my clique lootin', shootin' and pollutin' your block with a 15-shot cocked Glock to your knot.

 

Kassadi Amin: Trill Trash MAFIA clique movin' up another notch and your pop stars popped and get mopped and dropped.

 

 

Kassadi Amin: All your fake-ass OCW props brainstormed and locked.

 

Kassadi Amin: You's a beat biter, a Trash style taker, I'll tell you to your face you ain't shit but a faker

 

Kassadi Amin: Softer than Tank with a chaser

 

 

Kassadi Amin:Jack Mo bout to get EXPOSED for the paper

 

 

Kassadi Amin: Kasadi Amin approach the scene of the caper.

 

 

Kassadi Amin:Like a loc, with Little Cesar' in a choke

 

 

Kassadi Amin: Knee totin' smoke, we ain't no motherfuckin' joke, Trash Life, bustas better be knowin'

 

 

Kassadi Amin: We approachin' in the wide open, knees smokin' no need for hopin', it's a battle lost.

 

 

Kassadi Amin:I got 'em crossed as soon as the funk is boppin' off busta, I hit 'em up!

 

T-Pac Now you tell me who won, I see them, they run, ha ha. They don't wanna see us.

 

 

T-Pac: Whole OCW clique dressin' up tryna be us how the fuck they gonna be the mob when we always on our job?

 

 

T-Pac: We millionaires, killin' it ain't fair but somebody gotta do it.

 

T-Pac: Oh yeah, Paul Pugh: you wanna fuck with us?

 

 

T-Pac: You little old-ass motherfucker, don't you got diabetes or somethin'?

 

T-Pac: You're fuckin' with me, busta, you fuck around and have a seizure or a heart attack.

 

T-Pac: You better back the fuck up, before you get smacked the fuck up

 

 

T-Pac: This is how we do it on our side, any of you bustas from New York that wanna bring it, bring it!

 

 

T-Pac: But we ain't singin', we bringin' drama, fuck you and yo' motherfuckin' mama!

 

 

T-Pac: We gon' kill all you motherfuckers!

 

 

T-Pac: Now when I came out I told you it was just about Our Hero.Then everybody had to open their mouth with a motherfuckin' opinion

 

 

T-Pac: Well, this is how we gonna do this,

 

T-Pac: Fuck Paul Pugh!

 

T-Pac: Fuck Our Hero!

 

 

T-Pac: Fuck OCW as a staff, Efed and as a motherfuckin' crew!

 

 

T-Pac: And if you wanna be down with OCW, then fuck you too!

 

 

T-Pac: NATE ORTIZ fuck you too!

 

 

T-Pac: All you motherfuckers, fuck you too!

 

 

Heather and Back Up Singers: Take money, take money

 

 

T-Pac: All of y'all motherfuckers, fuck you, die slow!

 

 

T-Pac: Motherfucker, my H-Edge make sho' all y'all kids don't grow!

 

 

T-Pac: You motherfuckers can't be us or see us

 

 

T-Pac: We motherfuckin' Trash Life-riders, T-side 'til we die!

 

 

T-Pac: Out here in Carolina, busta, we warned ya, we'll bomb on you motherfuckers! We do our job!

 

T-Pac: You think you mob? Busta, we the motherfuckin' mob!

 

 

T-Pac: Ain't nothin' but killers and the real bustas all you motherfuckers feel us

 

 

T-Pac: Our shit goes triple crown and grand slam.

 

T-Pac: You bustas laugh 'cause our staff got gold on their motherfuckin' belts you know how it is: when we break records, they felt.

 

T-Pac: You bustas can't feel it, we the realest fuck 'em, we OCW killers!

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US vs THEM, and we're winning

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