Alley Shakur Intro

[Verse:] The warm up! Alley Shakur! Oh Lord Almighty forgive, before I let dese niggas kill me Ima piss on they grave, Ima spy on they children I can say a lot a shit, but I ain’t in ma feelings I’m just statin the facts, facts, facts I’m d number 1 quarterback, d number 1 draft pick D number 1 hero, d number 1 hitter dats smashin shit You died about now, now pull up boys Forever unmarked an if you free radio then I’m goin too hard (free radio!) I’m takin my lane I’m making my way, ain’t following steps (ain’t followin steps) I’m droppin ma nuts, got fall ma belt Got God in ma corner, ma mama she prayin, ma grandmama watchin me My cousin he watch me (watch!) My enemies he watch me (watch!) But still that ain’t stoppin me, it’s harder to pour on Alley Shakur! My brother 2Pac, I kept it alive from watchin your flow For every second I breathe I die on my feet an live on ma knee Soul of a runaway slave, instilled in me d streets need Keep me posted, on CD nigga cause I’m too focused Godfather Funk (he focused) Lil Toppa he focused! Nel Valley focused, GL focused, Beewee focused! Makin it disappear, no hocus pocus I can hear they whispers, so I’m keepin dat chopper We headed in coming from every lil angle As soon as you pop em then snapping my twitter my instagram pictures i kill them styling me I can’t let them handle me , just me an my family get grooming and shooting They tossing me out these niggas is Judas on top of you as soon as i see you you knowin that alley’s the shooter Dont touch my stomach the A on my back am planning my other move Your bitch she a bugaboo, she say she don’t fuck wit you Got heart of a lion, got mind of a don, an rapping to bubblegum Ma brotha ma other arm, if you know where I’m comin from I’m keeping that mark, that’s takes to grave, I’m taking my grave I’m Alley Shakur and this is the soul of a runaway slave