Tupac Amaru Shakur (born Lesane Parish Crooks, June 16, 1971 – September 13… Read Full Bio ↴Tupac Amaru Shakur (born Lesane Parish Crooks, June 16, 1971 – September 13, 1996), better known by his stage name 2Pac and later by his alias Makaveli, was an American rapper and actor. Considered one of the most influential rappers of all time, Shakur is among the best-selling music artists, having sold more than 75 million records worldwide. Much of Shakur's music has been noted for addressing contemporary social issues that plagued inner cities, and he is considered a symbol of activism against inequality.
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.
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.
Let's Fight
2Pac Lyrics
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Yeah, turn up that mothafucking bass aight!
Yo One Nation, nigga
Thought you heard, nigga one Nation
Fucking bullshit, nigga
We got to get this mothafucking paper
Boot Camp Clik
Aight you know what I'm saying
Mad niggas want to talk about
That East - West bullshit
But you know it's all bullshit
Smith and Wesson in this mothafucka
Right now Greg Nice in this mothafucka
Right now LS in this mothafucka
Right now Baby Jesus And The All Star's
Right now 2Pac and The Outlawz
Right now got The Luniz in this Bitch
We got to put a lock on niggas jaws
So we gonna do it like this, check it out
Like lamp shades now they rant and rave
I'm raw plus I got more plants to blaze
Fiends came back with thieves
With files Long as Stant isle
And back to Queens
We strap black Mac's with beam's
I'm tight fear
I'm that nightmare that killed that dream
My gat steam crazy buzz i slit wit' wigs
Plus some bid for your baby love
I'll play the role till I'm grey and old
Haha with your pop's on the bed roll
No doubt i'm caught out with your daughter
South of the border colt made them Outlawz
Check it out is it, money and women?
The funny beginnings tragic ending's
I can make a million and still
Not get enough of spending
And since my life is based on sinning
I'm hell bound
Rather be buried than be worried
Living held down
My game plan to be trained in
Military mind of a thug lord
Sitting in a cemetery cryin'
I've been lost since my
Adolescence calling for Jesus
Balling as a youngster wondering
If he see's us young black males
Crack sales got me three strikes
Living in jail this is hell enemies die
Wonder when we all pass, is anybody listening
Got my hands on my semi shotty
Everybody's snitching
Please god can you understand me
Bless my family
Guide us all before we fall into insanity
I'm making a point to make
My beat bumping raw life
Drop some shit to have these
Stupid bitches jaws tight
Go, Niggas want to get it on let's fight
I got some niggas in my click
That make them mothafuckas jaws tight now
Go, Niggas want to get it on let's fight
I got some niggas in my click
That make them mothafuckas jaws tight
Chi-Chi bong water bong
'Nough weed for everyone
Enter the class now we kill you with sound
See bad boy with gun, who buss jus' fi' fun
Or black youth them move about a three ton
Soldier from jungle never take
Back free shot's
But that ended up at when man fly
The impulse makes your body pulse beat
Off a beat per minute (Ohh)
As I get up in it construction no limit
Pin it like a cat in a dog fight
We gone get it on tonight
For all y'all who put up the wall to stall
But didn't realize that the weak would fall
The best pick out of the crop of MCs
Got rocked by the fact of realness
Stop, the shit
Block parties was a thing of the past
(Thing of the past)
Mothafucking club hopping was suppose to last
(Suppose to last) but all I see
Is niggas by the mass (By the mass)
Fuck even bitches came to kick some ass
(Kick some ass)
But don't keep the club close
That ain't my fault (What?)
Take them back to a grain of salt
(To a grain of salt)
Take the indigence ever since BDI went solo
(Oh) i hold my cash for a dollar
Let's, go
Niggas want to get it on let's fight
I got some niggas in my click
That make them mothafuckers jaws tight
Go, Niggas want to get it on let's fight
I got some niggas in my click
That make them mothafuckers jaws tight
Up to bring them dukes up
Fuck niggas up 'till they puke up
Shoot up the party if they don't let me in
Get my whole click to let me in outlawz
I told 'em i told 'em
I told 'em shut the fuck up
Your voice is hurting working my last nerve
Yo that's my word I'm about to take off
Break off a chunk of this trick ass chump
Who's knowing deep in his heart
He ain't wanting to see no funk
When he drunk yeah that nigga done go to him
Ran through him got him thinking he can ruin
Now he thinking I'm pursuing
Who's in, the mothafucking house (Outlawz)
'97 we put some paw's
On these mothafuckas jaws
I see the same old shit blame it on
The jabber jaw's who blabber
All nigga's business
Shut your mouth before I shit in it
I got the strength to make
Their jaw's tight don't forget
Ho's I got the game to
Make their draw's right don't go Hollywood
That's what they tell me
They bought my fucking tape but I can
See that they ain't felt me
Heard what I said they
Started churpin' like birdies
Drunk off rum bumpin' gum's like girlies
Puttin' they lip's all on my Henn' bottle
Nigga slow down put on the brakes
On all that chin gobble
Squabble squabble nigga this
Is Oakland Beirut
Stop opening up your jaw's thinking that
This whole shit it's cute
But it's this I'm hearing
That young Napoleon is disappearin'
But I cancel that shit for
I reverse on this clip
And leave you fucked left
Right something evil
All my life I've been trapped
Down by my own people
I'm on some shit to make your tummy's turn
Full clip's ready to pull quick
Fuck all that bullshit I ain't concerned
It's evident
I need dead president's the city slicker
Jersey jigger feel my residence from we turn
Talk about times is hard
Come take a trip down my boulevard
At your own risk got niggas that's homeless
But'll leave you scared
Trapped in these bar's of crime
Droppin' picture my nine hittin' cowards up
From there feet to there spine
In this game all rules apply
With no exception's all niggas
Die living high with no easy exit's
Leave your body over chocking when
This gat get to smoking
All you pussies from here to Hoboken
Leave niggas jaws tight
Yo One Nation, nigga
Thought you heard, nigga one Nation
Fucking bullshit, nigga
We got to get this mothafucking paper
Boot Camp Clik
Aight you know what I'm saying
Mad niggas want to talk about
But you know it's all bullshit
Smith and Wesson in this mothafucka
Right now Greg Nice in this mothafucka
Right now LS in this mothafucka
Right now Baby Jesus And The All Star's
Right now 2Pac and The Outlawz
Right now got The Luniz in this Bitch
We got to put a lock on niggas jaws
So we gonna do it like this, check it out
Like lamp shades now they rant and rave
I'm raw plus I got more plants to blaze
Fiends came back with thieves
With files Long as Stant isle
And back to Queens
We strap black Mac's with beam's
I'm tight fear
I'm that nightmare that killed that dream
My gat steam crazy buzz i slit wit' wigs
Plus some bid for your baby love
I'll play the role till I'm grey and old
Haha with your pop's on the bed roll
No doubt i'm caught out with your daughter
South of the border colt made them Outlawz
Check it out is it, money and women?
The funny beginnings tragic ending's
I can make a million and still
Not get enough of spending
And since my life is based on sinning
I'm hell bound
Rather be buried than be worried
Living held down
My game plan to be trained in
Military mind of a thug lord
Sitting in a cemetery cryin'
I've been lost since my
Adolescence calling for Jesus
Balling as a youngster wondering
If he see's us young black males
Crack sales got me three strikes
Living in jail this is hell enemies die
Wonder when we all pass, is anybody listening
Got my hands on my semi shotty
Everybody's snitching
Please god can you understand me
Bless my family
Guide us all before we fall into insanity
I'm making a point to make
My beat bumping raw life
Drop some shit to have these
Stupid bitches jaws tight
Go, Niggas want to get it on let's fight
I got some niggas in my click
That make them mothafuckas jaws tight now
Go, Niggas want to get it on let's fight
I got some niggas in my click
That make them mothafuckas jaws tight
Chi-Chi bong water bong
'Nough weed for everyone
Enter the class now we kill you with sound
See bad boy with gun, who buss jus' fi' fun
Or black youth them move about a three ton
Soldier from jungle never take
Back free shot's
But that ended up at when man fly
The impulse makes your body pulse beat
Off a beat per minute (Ohh)
As I get up in it construction no limit
Pin it like a cat in a dog fight
We gone get it on tonight
For all y'all who put up the wall to stall
But didn't realize that the weak would fall
The best pick out of the crop of MCs
Got rocked by the fact of realness
Stop, the shit
Block parties was a thing of the past
(Thing of the past)
Mothafucking club hopping was suppose to last
(Suppose to last) but all I see
Is niggas by the mass (By the mass)
Fuck even bitches came to kick some ass
(Kick some ass)
But don't keep the club close
That ain't my fault (What?)
Take them back to a grain of salt
(To a grain of salt)
Take the indigence ever since BDI went solo
(Oh) i hold my cash for a dollar
Let's, go
Niggas want to get it on let's fight
I got some niggas in my click
That make them mothafuckers jaws tight
Go, Niggas want to get it on let's fight
I got some niggas in my click
That make them mothafuckers jaws tight
Up to bring them dukes up
Fuck niggas up 'till they puke up
Shoot up the party if they don't let me in
Get my whole click to let me in outlawz
I told 'em i told 'em
I told 'em shut the fuck up
Your voice is hurting working my last nerve
Yo that's my word I'm about to take off
Break off a chunk of this trick ass chump
Who's knowing deep in his heart
He ain't wanting to see no funk
When he drunk yeah that nigga done go to him
Ran through him got him thinking he can ruin
Now he thinking I'm pursuing
Who's in, the mothafucking house (Outlawz)
'97 we put some paw's
On these mothafuckas jaws
I see the same old shit blame it on
The jabber jaw's who blabber
All nigga's business
Shut your mouth before I shit in it
I got the strength to make
Their jaw's tight don't forget
Ho's I got the game to
Make their draw's right don't go Hollywood
That's what they tell me
They bought my fucking tape but I can
See that they ain't felt me
Heard what I said they
Started churpin' like birdies
Drunk off rum bumpin' gum's like girlies
Puttin' they lip's all on my Henn' bottle
Nigga slow down put on the brakes
On all that chin gobble
Squabble squabble nigga this
Is Oakland Beirut
Stop opening up your jaw's thinking that
This whole shit it's cute
But it's this I'm hearing
That young Napoleon is disappearin'
But I cancel that shit for
I reverse on this clip
And leave you fucked left
Right something evil
All my life I've been trapped
Down by my own people
I'm on some shit to make your tummy's turn
Full clip's ready to pull quick
Fuck all that bullshit I ain't concerned
It's evident
I need dead president's the city slicker
Jersey jigger feel my residence from we turn
Talk about times is hard
Come take a trip down my boulevard
At your own risk got niggas that's homeless
But'll leave you scared
Trapped in these bar's of crime
Droppin' picture my nine hittin' cowards up
From there feet to there spine
In this game all rules apply
With no exception's all niggas
Die living high with no easy exit's
Leave your body over chocking when
This gat get to smoking
All you pussies from here to Hoboken
Leave niggas jaws tight
The lyrics to 2Pac's song "Let's Fight '04" are a powerful expression of frustration and determination in the face of adversity. The opening lines set the tone, highlighting the need to focus on making money and getting ahead. The mention of the East-West conflict in the rap industry is dismissed as "bullshit," emphasizing that superficial divisions should not detract from the larger struggle.
As the verses progress, 2Pac delves into themes of violence and survival. He describes himself as a nightmare, a force to be reckoned with. The lyrics also touch on the temptations and consequences of a life of sinning, as well as the struggles faced by young black males in a society that criminalizes them. The mention of enemies dying and the fear of snitches reveal a sense of paranoia and vulnerability.
The chorus, "Go, Niggas want to get it on let's fight, I got some niggas in my click that make them mothafuckas jaws tight now," reflects a defiant attitude and a willingness to fight back against those who try to bring them down. Throughout the song, 2Pac showcases his lyrical prowess and his ability to convey raw emotion.
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Check it out
Is it, money and women?
The funny beginnings tragic ending's
I can make a million and still not get enough of spending
And since my life is based on sinning, I'm hell bound
Rather be buried than be worried, living held down
My game plan to be trained in
Military mind of a thug lord sitting in a cemetery cryin'
I've been lost since my adolescence calling for Jesus
Balling as a youngster wondering if he see's us
Young black males
Crack sales got me three strikes
Living in jail this is hell enemies die
Wonder when we all pass, is anybody listening
Got my hands on my semi shotty, everybody's snitching
Please god can you understand me
Bless my family
Guide us all before we fall into insanity
I'm making a point to make my beat bumping raw life
Drop some shit to have these stupid bitches jaws tight
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Suede 100s
I liked the way he flowed on this.
Suede 100s
@Sega Grobson ???
Sega Grobson
Крутой был чувак!
Mitashyy
Good point
Florentin
@Honig Blume 187 für immer🔥✌🏼
Honig Blume 187
@Florentin Grüße aus Thüringen Jungs ✌ wenn ich mir überlege das der Part mindestens 25jahre alt ist, will ich gar nicht dran denken was Pac heutzutage release würde.. er wird immer der beste bleiben
Christo John Saaiman
This is why my brain rejects the music of Migos, Future, Drake, etc. How can I listen to those guys when I grew up listening to Pac, it wouldn't make sense... 2Pac forever, RIP Pac.
Leonardo Serna
Aint ever gonna be a hip hop era like them 90's. Pure lyrical floetry.
Fufu shOtta ⚡️〽️⚡️
Stf u