Shakur was born in New York City to parents who were both political activists and Black Panther Party members. Raised by his mother, he relocated to Baltimore in 1984 and to the San Francisco Bay Area in 1988. With the release of his debut album 2Pacalypse Now in 1991, he became a central figure in West Coast hip-hop for his conscious rap lyrics. Shakur achieved further critical and commercial success with his follow-up albums Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z... (1993) and Me Against the World (1995). His Diamond certified album All Eyez on Me (1996), the first double-length album in hip-hop history, abandoned his introspective lyrics for volatile gangsta rap. In addition to his music career, Shakur also found considerable success as an actor, with his starring roles in Juice (1992), Poetic Justice (1993), Above the Rim (1994), Bullet (1996), Gridlock'd (1997), and Gang Related (1997).
During the later part of his career, Shakur was shot five times in the lobby of a New York recording studio and experienced legal troubles, including incarceration. In 1995, Shakur served eight months in prison on sexual abuse charges, but was released pending an appeal of his conviction. Following his release, he signed to Marion "Suge" Knight's label Death Row Records and became heavily involved in the growing East Coast–West Coast hip hop rivalry. On September 7, 1996, Shakur was shot four times by an unidentified assailant in a drive-by shooting in Las Vegas; he died six days later. Following his murder, Shakur's friend-turned-rival, the Notorious B.I.G., was at first considered a suspect due to their public feud, but was also murdered in another drive-by shooting six months later in March 1997 while visiting Los Angeles.
Five more albums have been released since Shakur's death, all of which have been certified Platinum in the United States. In 2002, Shakur was inducted into the Hip-Hop Hall of Fame. In 2017, he was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in his first year of eligibility. Rolling Stone magazine ranked Shakur among the 100 Greatest Artists of All Time.
Shakur was born on June 16, 1971, in the East Harlem section of Manhattan in New York City. While born Lesane Parish Crooks, at age one he was renamed Tupac Amaru Shakur. He was named after Túpac Amaru II, the descendant of the last Incan ruler, Túpac Amaru, who was executed in Peru in 1781 after his failed revolt against Spanish rule. Shakur's mother explained, "I wanted him to have the name of revolutionary, indigenous people in the world. I wanted him to know he was part of a world culture and not just from a neighborhood."
Shakur had an older stepbrother, Mopreme "Komani" Shakur, and a half-sister, Sekyiwa Shakur, two years his junior.
I'm Losin It
2Pac Lyrics
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Here we go
Lord help me, save me, Mama, keep praying
For a young motherfucker trying to duck an early grave
In the city where ya can't tell the snakes from the fakes
Fakes from the phonies, enemies of homies
He don't know I got a glock 'til his ass get shot
Like a motherfucking thug disease
Craving beats like they motherfucking drugs to me, hey
What's up with bitches trying to screw me?
Do me 'cause I did a movie
Throw the pussy to me but before they never knew me
Rather die than let ya play me for a buster
And with my glock
I'm a plotting ass rotten motherfucker, huh
Don't let the movie fool ya, let me school ya
Screaming, "Thug life", nigga when I do ya
I'm going crazy, getting dizzy
And then I suffocate a motherfucking breather
Bring me back
I'm telling ya, I'm losing it
Said I'm losing my mind
Losing my mind
Said I'm losing my mind
Losing my mind
Said I'm losing my mind
Losing my mind
Said I'm losing my mind
Losing my mind
I'm going crazy, niggas can't fade me
On the real, I kill when I step to ya fucking grill
So let me kick it, let me flip it, let me get wicked
I'm not a buster from the hood selling whooped tickets
I hang with G's, flipping keys and smoking weed
I get the cash and dash and never learn to read
So fuck a bitch, fuck a hoe and I let ya know
Because they come and go like the wind blows
What am I giving, how I'm living, what I'm giving up
You can take my life and I don't give a fuck
'Cause I'm the trouble, most coming from the west coast
Where the niggas is banging 'til the overdose
Killers and murderers, psychos and lunatics
Nobody knows what makes my mind click
Is it the demons screaming inside of me?
Hell no, it's just the thug life mentallity
I'm going crazy, shit don't phase me
I'm living like a thug 'til six niggas carry me
Death is on the trigga, so pull it
I can't take it no more, nigga, I'm losing it
Said I'm losing my mind
Losing my mind
Said I'm losing my mind
Losing my mind
Said I'm losing my mind
Losing my mind
Said I'm losing my mind
Losing my mind
Shit was talking to me, my gat screamed fire
The bullet told me, shoot that motherfucker, he's a liar
I talked to my 3-80 like a bitch on a stroll
When my niggas try to dig me a whole of a?
Nigga, I can't be fucked in this game, I'm a psychopath
My AK told me to shove him up some niggas ass
I'm having long conversations with Mr. Millometer
He's one of my best friends, bitch ass nigga eater
And Miss Mossburg love it in the back trunk
You know that old school bitch, she like to get it funked
And splitting motherfuckers by the seams
My grand daddy Mr. are-15
But the evil motherfucker
Talked me into taking over a dope turf and shooting cluckers
Said he was my only family
Shoot straight and please don't jam me
Got in a fight at the club, my gat started talking
Told me to shut the fuck up and let him do the talking
I woke up and it was sick to see the guts hang
I'm going nuts man, shit was talking to me
Said I'm losing my mind
Losing my mind
Said I'm losing my mind
Losing my mind
Said I'm losing my mind
Losing my mind
Said I'm losing my mind
Losing my mind
Said I'm losing my mind
Losing my mind
Said I'm losing my mind
Losing my mind
Said I'm losing my mind
Losing my mind
Said I'm losing my mind
Losing my mind
In "I'm Losin It," Tupac portrays the state of his mind as he navigates the dangerous streets of Oakland, California. He expresses his fear of falling victim to an early demise while trying to outsmart both the "snakes and fakes" around him. He talks about his constant paranoia and the pressure that comes with living in a city where violence and deceit thrive. He is no longer the same person he once was, and he clearly struggles with the way he perceives the world. The song becomes more intense as it progresses, further highlighting the desperation and hopelessness that Tupac feels.
The lyrics also address Tupac's perception of women in the industry. He talks about women trying to sleep with him because of his fame and fortune, and how he is willing to die before being played by anyone. He views them as fleeting and disposable, much like the wind, which is a metaphor he uses in the song. Tupac's identity is rooted in his upbringing and the environment he comes from. He defines himself as a "Thug Life" advocate, signifying a code of ethics that encompasses his violent tendencies and desire for a better life for himself.
Overall, "I'm Losin It" is a raw portrayal of the mental state of a troubled man who is trying to overcome his inner demons and external realities. Tupac's candid lyrics and delivery showcase the fear, anger, and dismay that he feels as he tries to survive life in his hood.
Line by Line Meaning
Straight out the motherfucking bay
Starting off the song with pride for his birthplace of the bay area
Lord help me, save me, Mama, keep praying
Asking for divine intervention and the support of his mother to avoid dying young
For a young motherfucker trying to duck an early grave
Acknowledging the high risk of death for young people involved in crime
In the city where ya can't tell the snakes from the fakes
Describing the difficulty of distinguishing genuine friends from enemies in his environment
Fakes from the phonies, enemies of homies
Further emphasizing the harsh reality of betrayal and disloyalty within his circle
Around the corner there's another nigga waiting to jack
Presenting the constant threat of robbery and violence in his neighborhood
He don't know I got a glock 'til his ass get shot
Asserting his willingness to defend himself with deadly force
Like a motherfucking thug disease
Comparing his obsession with hip-hop and gangster culture to an illness
Craving beats like they motherfucking drugs to me, hey
Admitting his addiction to music that glorifies violence and criminal lifestyles
What's up with bitches trying to screw me?
Expressing confusion towards women who only show interest after fame and success
Do me 'cause I did a movie
Suggesting that his fame and reputation in the film industry attract shallow individuals
Throw the pussy to me but before they never knew me
Commenting on the fickleness of women who disregarded him before he gained fame
Rather die than let ya play me for a buster
Claiming that he would rather die than be seen as weak or disrespected
And with my glock
Returning to the theme of violence as a means of self-defense
I'm a plotting ass rotten motherfucker, huh
Revealing his intent to retaliate against those who would try to harm or disrespect him
Don't let the movie fool ya, let me school ya
Advising others not to be misled by his on-screen persona but to listen to his real-life experiences
Screaming, "Thug life", nigga when I do ya
Asserting his identity as a gangster and defender of the thug lifestyle
I'm going crazy, getting dizzy
Admitting to feeling overwhelmed and disoriented
And then I suffocate a motherfucking breather
Using violent language as a means of expressing his rage and frustration
Bring me back
Asking for support and guidance to cope with his mental state
Said I'm losing my mind
Conveying the central theme of the song - his fear of losing his sanity or sense of self
Niggas can't fade me
Making a boastful claim that no one can compete with or harm him
On the real, I kill when I step to ya fucking grill
Asserting that he is capable of violence if he feels threatened or disrespected
So let me kick it, let me flip it, let me get wicked
Expressing his desire to live life on his own terms and embrace his rebellious nature
I'm not a buster from the hood selling whooped tickets
Rejecting the idea that he is a sellout or someone who is not authentically from his neighborhood
I hang with G's, flipping keys and smoking weed
Describing his associations with other gangsters involved in drug trafficking
I get the cash and dash and never learn to read
Acknowledging his lack of education and his focus on criminal activity for financial gain
So fuck a bitch, fuck a hoe and I let ya know
Expressing his disdain for women who only show interest for his fame or material possessions
Because they come and go like the wind blows
Justifying his lack of trust towards women due to his perceived history of betrayal
What am I giving, how I'm living, what I'm giving up
Reflecting on his actions and choices, and questioning whether they are worth the risks and losses he faces
You can take my life and I don't give a fuck
Asserting that he is not afraid of dying and that he views life as expendable
'Cause I'm the trouble, most coming from the west coast
Claiming responsibility for his reputation as a troublemaker and representing the west coast hip-hop scene
Where the niggas is banging 'til the overdose
Describing the violent and dangerous nature of gang activity in his area
Killers and murderers, psychos and lunatics
Listing off extreme personalities that he associates with or may even embody
Nobody knows what makes my mind click
Admitting that his mental state is complex and difficult to understand
Is it the demons screaming inside of me?
Asking whether he is controlled by inner demons or psychological issues
Hell no, it's just the thug life mentallity
Rejecting the idea that he is insane or troubled, and instead attributing his behavior to an embrace of the thug lifestyle
Shit don't phase me
Asserting that he is not afraid of anything and that he cannot be shaken by external factors
I'm living like a thug 'til six niggas carry me
Pledging to continue living as a gangster until his death
Death is on the trigga, so pull it
Making a reference to the high risk of violent death that he faces in his lifestyle
I can't take it no more, nigga, I'm losing it
Admitting that he is struggling with his mental state and feels that he is reaching a breaking point
Said I'm losing my mind
Repeating the central theme of the song to emphasize its importance
Shit was talking to me, my gat screamed fire
Using metaphorical language to describe his feeling of being urged towards violence and destruction
The bullet told me, shoot that motherfucker, he's a liar
Continuing this metaphor and asserting that his weapon is almost like a separate entity that is urging him to take violent actions
I talked to my 3-80 like a bitch on a stroll
Using language to humanize his weapon and portray his devotion to it as almost sexual in nature
When my niggas try to dig me a whole of a?
Trailing off and leaving the meaning of this line ambiguous, perhaps suggesting that he is losing his grip on reality
Nigga, I can't be fucked in this game, I'm a psychopath
Claiming that he is beyond caring about the consequences of his actions and is fully immersed in his criminal lifestyle
My AK told me to shove him up some niggas ass
Continuing the metaphor of his weapon as a separate entity that is directing him towards violence
I'm having long conversations with Mr. Millometer
Describing using drugs as a means of coping with his feelings of anxiety and confusion
He's one of my best friends, bitch ass nigga eater
Making light of his drug addiction and personifying a measuring tool as a close ally
And Miss Mossburg love it in the back trunk
Continuing to use sexual language to describe his obsession with his weapons
You know that old school bitch, she like to get it funked
Further developing this metaphor and using language to make light of the violent nature of his lifestyle
And splitting motherfuckers by the seams
Describing the graphic brutality of his actions and his willingness to kill
My grand daddy Mr. are-15
Portraying his weapon as an inherited family heirloom and expressing pride in his personal arsenal
But the evil motherfucker
Making a reference to the darker, violent side of his personality
Talked me into taking over a dope turf and shooting cluckers
Claiming that his violent urges are often directed towards drug users or other vulnerable individuals
Said he was my only family
Describing his deep connection to violence and suggesting that it is a defining part of his identity
Shoot straight and please don't jam me
Making a plea to his weapon not to malfunction when he needs it most
Got in a fight at the club, my gat started talking
Using metaphorical language to describe his state of mind and emphasizing the importance of his weapon in his life
Told me to shut the fuck up and let him do the talking
Asserting that he is willing to use violence as a solution to conflict and that he trusts his weapon more than his own words
I woke up and it was sick to see the guts hang
Describing a violent incident that he may have caused and expressing a sense of detachment or even disgust towards the sight of the victim's injuries
Said I'm losing my mind
Ending the song with a final statement of the central theme and the idea that he is losing control over his own thoughts and actions
Lyrics © STREETROPICAL MEDIA, LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network
Written by: TONY PIZARRO, JOHNNY JACKSON, ROBERT LEE JR GREEN, TYRUSS HIMES, TUPAC SHAKUR, MAURICE S. HARDING, JOHNNY LEE JACKSON, TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR, ROBERT LEE JR. GREEN, TYRUSS GERALD HIMES, MARCUS LEVANT HARDY
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Agent Bosconian
on So Many Tears - Live
I fear only God and no human being
Even in the face of danger, I will stay strong
I have cried so much and fear that I might die soon
God, please guide me and take me to heaven if I die
I grew up in a sad, and lonely environment and it affected me in a gravely manner
I was abandoned; all alone and grew up in a community that was doomed to fail
My mind was greatly troubled and I couldn't be able to find my inner peace
I found solace and comfort in adopting a tough and rebellious lifestyle
Do you understand my pain and sorrow? I don't ever dwell on the past memories
To survive in a dangerous environment, you must react aggressively and quickly; in order to stay alive
I will always remember my friend, Kato. A good friend who has tragically died, and is no longer with us, anymore
I witnessed the day Kato perished on the streets and was calling for help
May Kato, and those who died before him, truly find peace in death
Is there really a place in heaven for a gangster like me? Always think and never forget about me
The friends that I once shared my laughter with; are now buried in their graves in the cemetery. I continue to shed countless tears for them; as I grieve for them
As I face many difficulties in the music industry, I will do whatever it takes to overcome it
People call me greedy and selfish for making money, yet they rarely can see me
I feel like I'm being cursed by the world and havin' disturbing; yet horrible premonitions
I have a fear that I will die and lie inside a coffin on a hearse, and want God's guidance and empathy
I want to escape from the problems, stress and the hurting of life
I yearned; longing for happiness and clarity in my troubled life
I'm trapped in jail and my life is in shambles
I feel like I'm doomed to go to Hell, but I don't know why
I'm in denial about my life, and I'm scared of death
If I go to hell, I will be in eternal pain and cry so much
I'm lost and tired, and I've cried so much
I'm contemplating suicide, so stay away from me
I'm intentionally moving towards death
I'm ready to die, and I feel like I have nothing to live for
The streets were ruthless, and I couldn't find peace
I'm on the verge of breaking down, and I long for peace
I lost my soul and my identity, but I was unaware
I had demons in my mind that were taking over
The demons inside me grew and ignited a fire
My head felt like a bomb ready to explode, it was a nasty game
I have no happy memories, only pain and sadness
I imagine my enemies murdering me in my sleep
I wonder if I'll live to see the next day
I ask God to pardon me for my wrongs as death approaches
God knows I tried my best, but I've seen people get killed
I witnessed innocent people, including children, being killed by drive-by shootings
I wonder why these tragedies happen as I pass by
I feel sad as I see the outline of a body on the ground and turn to drugs for comfort
I don't want this life, I want something different
There is no promising future for me; I'm trapped in the cycle of crime and violence
I feel like I'm in a never-ending maze
Alcohol made me act out and lose my mind
I've been disillusioned and now want a family
I want a family to see a better side of myself that isn't tainted by my past
I don't trust my girlfriend because she's been influenced by the negative environment around us
I hear rumors that my girlfriend is cheating on me with my friends, and I can't handle it
I collapse and pray for God to let me into heaven
I've cried countless tears and beg for God's mercy to let me into heaven
I've lost so many years and cried so many tears
God, I lost so many friends and associates, and...
God knows I tried my best, but I've seen people get killed
I witnessed innocent people, including children, being killed by drive-by shootings
I wonder why these tragedies happen as I pass by
I feel sad as I see the outline of a body on the ground and turn to drugs for comfort
I don't want this life, I want something different
There is no promising future for me; I'm trapped in the cycle of crime and violence
I feel like I'm in a never-ending maze
Alcohol made me act out and lose my mind
I've been disillusioned and now want a family
I want a family to see a better side of myself that isn't tainted by my past
I don't trust my girlfriend because she's been influenced by the negative environment around us
I hear rumors that my girlfriend is cheating on me with my friends, and I can't handle it
I collapse and pray for God to let me into heaven
I've cried countless tears and beg for God's mercy to let me into heaven
I've lost so many years and cried so many tears
God, I lost so many friends and associates, and cried so many tears
Aliyu
on 'Pac's Life
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A.Bosconian
on So Many Tears
I am not afraid of anything or anyone other than God.
Even when I am in the darkest of times and places.
I have cried so many tears because of the pain and hardships I have faced in my life.
I ask God to guide me and be with me in my journey through life.
Even as a child in elementary school, I found myself attracted to and surrounded by sadness and hopelessness.
I was abandoned and grew up among a generation of people who were doomed to fail.
My mind was constantly struggling, and I could not find a sense of peace or comfort anywhere.
I found a sense of identity and belonging when I got the tattoo of 'Thug Life' on my chest.
Do you understand the struggles and pain that I have experienced in my life?
I am not dwelling on my past mistakes, and if you want to be successful, you shouldn't be either.
In order to defend yourself and your community from violence, you must be the first one to take action. We should never forget Kato, who was killed due to senseless violence.
Kato is no longer with us and has passed away.
I witnessed violent crimes, and I've seen the aftermath of people being killed on the streets.
I hope Kato, and all those who have passed before him, are resting in peace.
Is there a place in heaven for someone like me, who has lived a life of violence and crime?
Remember me and all of my friends who have died and are now buried in the cemetery.
I address God.
I have experienced a lot of suffering throughout my life.
I have cried so many tears because of the pain and hardships I have faced in my life.
Now that I am struggling in the music industry.
I will do whatever it takes to succeed, even if it means being labeled as greedy and only focused on making money.
Even though I am chasing success, I rarely get to enjoy it or be seen by others.
I feel cursed and have a negative outlook on the world.
I am having visions of dying and leaving this world in a coffin.
I ask God if he can understand what I am going through and help me.
I want to be relieved of all the stress and suffering I feel.
I want to experience happiness again, which has been absent from my life for some time.
I feel like I am losing sight of what's important in my life.
I feel trapped in my current situation, and my quality of life is suffering as a result.
I already feel like I am destined to go to hell, and I question where I went wrong in my life.
I am unable to come to terms with my reality.
When I die, I fear that I will be punished forever in the afterlife.
I feel lost and tired.
I have cried so much that I am now having suicidal thoughts, so please don't be near me.
Everything I do feels like a complicated and difficult step.
To bring me closer to what I want to achieve.
I am prepared to accept death at any moment since I feel like I have nothing to live for.
Things were very rough and merciless on the streets.
I was never able to find peace or rest in that environment.
I am close to falling apart and screaming for peace.
Even though I was empty and lost, I couldn't understand or recognize it at the time.
My mind was plagued with negative thoughts and emotions, which were trying to escape constantly.
The negative thoughts and emotions had been planted long ago and have now taken root, and the flame of negativity is now growing stronger.
Just like a match can light a fire, the negative thoughts in my brain can also do the same, causing pain and suffering.
I have no good memories to comfort me, only sadness and suffering.
I am afraid of being attacked and killed by the people who hate me, even in my sleep.
I wonder if I will survive through the night to see the light of the new day?
I ask God for forgiveness for my past mistakes and wrongdoings.
I am trying to face my problems and come out stronger and better.
The Lord knows I have tried my best, and I have witnessed violent deaths in my community.
Drive-by shootings have resulted in the loss of many lives, including innocent children.
I wonder why these tragedies are happening in my community as I walk around and see the devastation.
I am saddened as I look at the markings on the pavement where someone has been killed, and the only way I can deal with this pain is by getting high.
I understand that this isn't the kind of life that I want for myself, and I want to change it.
I want to change my life for the better.
I feel like there is no future for me, no matter how hard I try to change.
I am trapped in the cycle of crime and violence that exists in my community.
I am lost and confused about how to get out of this situation.
The alcohol has influenced me to act more recklessly and dangerously.
I have lost faith and become cynical about life recently.
I have been wanting to have children and start a family.
I want to see a better version of myself in my children, someone who isn't always involved in negative activities.
I don't fully trust my partner because of the negative influence of our environment.
My partner has also been affected by the negative influences of our environment, and I am hearing strange noises because of how paranoid I am.
I am paranoid that my partner is cheating on me with my friends, and I can't handle the stress anymore.
I am begging God to forgive me and let me into heaven when I die.
I have lost many friends and acquaintances to violence and death.
As a result of these losses, I have cried many tears and experienced a lot of sadness.
I have experienced a lot of pain and suffering throughout my life.
A.Bosconian
on So Many Tears
The lyrics of Tupac Shakur's song "So Many Tears" explore the themes of paranoia, pain, and death. The first verse of the song presents Tupac's fearlessness of men, but not of God. The rapper then describes his life growing up, where he felt like he was surrounded by misery but found a sense of identity and belonging in the Thug Life culture. He mourns the deaths of his friends, particularly Kato, who was murdered in the streets. Tupac questions to himself whether there is heaven for a "G" and reflects on the many homies who died; that are now in the cemetery.
In the second verse, Tupac reveals his struggles in the music industry, where he feels overwhelmed by the pressure and pain. He admits to being greedy and having a vision of dying young. Tupac requests God to free him from the pain and suffering he experiences in life. The final verse of the song sees Tupac lost, weary, and suicidal. He delves into his struggles with addiction, and he starts to hear voices and experience demons in his mind. Tupac desires to change, but he feels trapped in the game, and he is unsure of his lady's loyalty.
Overall, Tupac Shakur's "So Many Tears" is a poignant song that reflects the artist's tumultuous life and his struggles with death and paranoia. The lyrics also tackle the harsh realities of growing up in the ghetto and the impact that violence and loss have on the psyche of an individual.
Gabriel Benard Cote
on California Love - Original Mix (Explicit)
2 pac is the best