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.
When We Ride
2Pac Lyrics
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Bow down to somethin' greater than yourself, trick
Individuals capable of enormous amounts of chin checks and eye swolls
They know
You watchin', but you ain't seein' what lies before you, biatch
Picture if you will seven deadly human beings, blessed with the gift of speech
The power to reach
Each nigga on every street
Since the day the seed was planted
The G grew but we knew he'd rise up quick
Smoked out, loc'ed out, all into shit
Just me and my dogs, livin' like hogs
Outlaw Immortalz
What follows is the story
What proceeded was the glue
What lies between is the fiction
Don't fuck around and make it true
My adversaries crumble when we rumble it's a catastrophe
I pull revenge on bitch niggas that blasted me
Plus my alias is Makaveli
A loaded three-fifty-seven with hollow points to a nigga belly
Bust him to see if he bleed
He shoulda never fucked around with a sick-ass nigga like me
They call my name out and niggas run
Best be prepared for the Outlawz, here we come
They call me Hussein Fatal, it's a two game table
I'm robbin' ya niggas' cradle with a knife in your navel
Rap-related, criminally activated and evil
I wouldn't wanna be you behind my fuckin' Desert Eagle
Til the end, I'm tellin' all friends and enemies
You see what I got to make you freeze, to touch me you need ten of these
Complete most, wanted on the streets of the East coast
Young Gunz fire and niggas bleed, I see Mo
I be shinin' like white diamonds and crystal
Glistenin' holdin' pistols
The mission's simple, fold up and roll up dead presidentials, sew up all the potential
Million, billion dollar baller potential
Sort it, oughta call on a nigga I'll be sure to get you
Take cash bro, fast yo, for my Kastro
Blast and I'mma last yo past all these Glass Joes
And assholes who claim, like they be runnin' thangs
I be gunnin' those same niggas runnin' late, to their fate
My alias is motherfuckin' Na-poleon, and I'd rather be
Robbin' again before these motherfuckers leave me sufferin'
But it ain't nothin', and I got no time for no bluffin'
Befo' a nigga finish with puttin' in work I betta end up with somethin'
I think these niggas got the game fucked up
If they don't believe, that a young nigga like me, would bust (Boo-Yaa!)
Perhaps it's a must, I'm facin' cases, fuck probation
Is what I'm screamin' when these money hungry cops be chasin'
Thug nigga 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' bitches, ask me why
When we ride
Thug nigga 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' bitches, ask me why
When we ride
It's the imperial serial killer
Alias Mussolini mentally unstable G status
So you can't see me drug warlord
Riding Concorde jets, Rag Vette's
Shakin' bitches and snitches and trippin' on sets
Inglewoods banger, keepin' one in the chamber
For the anger that I build inside, when it's time to ride
Suicidal thoughts lurk fuckin' no end to revenge
Fuck any, my alias Mussolini
They call me Idi, from the side of seedy
Young nigga greedy, so I'm runnin up on these niggas easy
It ain't nuttin, 'cause if they wantin' somethin'
So I'mma commence to dumpin' stomp down and struck up while my beat is bumpin, Thuggin
To my fuckin last note, with Lo-Pole and Kastro
Who you thought was on that asshole, don't ask though
Outlaw Immortalz doin this dit-nirt on the sli-zow
Ain't no chance to hide when we ride
My alias Khadafi, Trump tight so feds can't copy
Six-three and cocky quick to hit your bitch if she jock me
Severely addicted to livin' like a fuckin' felon while beefin'
With rookie cops the cookie rocks a nigga sellin'
Since a short I been livin life defiant, nickel plated chrome
Got this baby Capone lookin' like a giant, and I ain't lyin'
It's like it's me against myself
With all these backstabbin' snakes grabbin' at my fuckin wealth
Mo Khomeini goes terrorist, mad man killer
The bottom of the river where the body lays and shivers
I'm that nigga with the fifty cap pouch, with the murderous stacks
That increase, while these motherfuckers eat beef
It's been a long road, a lot of episodes
And as the Glock loads, I gotta teach hoes
Reach hoes, make 'em feel a nigga when I'm mashin'
Now I'm surpassin' any assassin
Thug nigga 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' bitches, ask me why
When we ride
Thug nigga 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' bitches, ask me why
When we ride
Thug nigga 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' bitches, ask me why
When we ride
Thug nigga 'til we die
No mercy on these playa hatin' bitches, ask me why
When we ride
Outlaw Immortalz baby
Y'all niggas can't fade this ol crazy shit
Makaveli, Hussein, Kastro, Khadafi, Mussolini
Amin, Naploleon, Khomani
What y'all really wanna do?
Like them niggas said
"What would you do?
If you could fuck with me and my crew"
Thug Life, yeah nigga
Flashin' on niggas Thug Life right?
This year we Thug Life
But we Outlaw Immortalz
We die nigga, but we multiply, we like legends nigga
Like I'll make you famous motherfucker
I'm talkin' about Newsweek and Time Magazine and all that ol good shit
My niggas make the papers baby
My niggas make the front page
The song "When We Ride" is a track on 2Pac's fifth studio album, The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory, which was released posthumously in 1996. The song features the members of the Outlawz, who were 2Pac's friends and collaborators. The lyrics of the song describe the toughness and rebellion of the Outlawz, who are ready to fight anyone who crosses them. The opening lines urge the listener to "bow down to somethin' greater than yourself," which can be seen as a nod to the influence that 2Pac had on his fans.
Throughout the song, each member of the Outlawz introduces themselves and raps a verse about their own skills and experiences. 2Pac uses his verse to declare his own toughness and willingness to take revenge on those who have wronged him. Other members, like Hussein Fatal and Mussolini, use their verses to brag about their access to weapons and their willingness to use them. Despite the violent and aggressive themes of the song, it can also be seen as a celebration of the unity and loyalty of the Outlawz.
One interesting fact about the song is that it was recorded during a time when 2Pac and the Outlawz were targeted by law enforcement. They were frequently stopped and searched by police, and 2Pac was facing criminal charges. The aggressive lyrics of "When We Ride" can be seen as a response to the pressure that they were under.
Another interesting fact is that the music video for "When We Ride" was never officially released. However, a rough cut of the video was leaked online in 2014.
Line by Line Meaning
Outlaw Immortalz
We are a group of individuals who are untouchable and everlasting.
Bow down to somethin' greater than yourself, trick
Acknowledge and respect a power or force that is superior to you.
Individuals capable of enormous amounts of chin checks and eye swolls
We have the ability to deliver powerful blows and cause significant damage.
They know
Others are aware of our presence and capabilities.
You watchin', but you ain't seein' what lies before you, biatch
You may be observing us, but you do not comprehend the true reality in front of you.
Picture if you will seven deadly human beings, blessed with the gift of speech
Imagine a group of seven individuals who possess the power to influence others.
The power to reach each nigga on every street
We have the ability to connect with and impact individuals from all walks of life.
May the heavenly father look down and be proud of what transpired
Let us hope that God approves of our actions and achievements.
Since the day the seed was planted
From the very beginning of our journey.
The G grew but we knew he'd rise up quick
We knew our leader would rapidly gain power and prominence.
Smoked out, loc'ed out, all into shit
Fully immersed in a lifestyle of drugs, violence, and rebellion.
Just me and my dogs, livin' like hogs
My close friends and I, living recklessly and indulgently.
What follows is the story
Now, let me tell you the narrative that unfolds.
What proceeded was the glue
What came before this moment held us together.
What lies between is the fiction
The events that occur now are a fabrication or exaggeration.
Don't fuck around and make it true
Don't play with fire and turn fiction into reality.
My adversaries crumble when we rumble it's a catastrophe
My enemies fall apart when we engage in a fight, causing great destruction.
I pull revenge on bitch niggas that blasted me
I seek revenge against disrespectful individuals who have harmed me.
Plus my alias is Makaveli
In addition, my alternate name is Makaveli (referencing Tupac's alter ego).
A loaded three-fifty-seven with hollow points to a nigga belly
I carry a powerful handgun loaded with deadly ammunition, aimed at an enemy's abdomen.
Bust him to see if he bleed
I shoot him to confirm if he feels pain and bleeds.
He shoulda never fucked around with a sick-ass nigga like me
He should have known better than to get involved with a dangerous person like myself.
They call my name out and niggas run
When my name is mentioned, people flee in fear.
Best be prepared for the Outlawz, here we come
You better be ready for the arrival of the Outlawz.
They call me Hussein Fatal, it's a two game table
My name is Hussein Fatal, and I am skilled in both crime and rap.
I'm robbin' ya niggas' cradle with a knife in your navel
I am stealing what is precious to you, using a dangerous weapon.
Rap-related, criminally activated and evil
I am involved in crimes and have a malevolent nature, connected to the world of rap music.
I wouldn't wanna be you behind my fuckin' Desert Eagle
You wouldn't want to be in your position if you were facing my powerful firearm.
Til the end, I'm tellin' all friends and enemies
I will continue to share my message with both supporters and adversaries until the very end.
You see what I got to make you freeze, to touch me you need ten of these
Do you realize the power I possess? It takes a significant force to even come close to affecting me.
Complete most, wanted on the streets of the East coast
I am one of the most sought after criminals on the streets of the East coast.
Young Gunz fire and niggas bleed, I see Mo
The young guns in my crew shoot and injure people, causing them to bleed, and I witness these events.
I be shinin' like white diamonds and crystal
I radiate with brilliance and sparkle, like valuable gems.
Glistenin' holdin' pistols
Gleaming while holding guns.
The mission's simple, fold up and roll up dead presidentials, sew up all the potential
The objective is straightforward: accumulate and control large amounts of money, eliminating any hope for others.
Million, billion dollar baller potential
I have the potential to become a multimillion or even a billionaire.
Sort it, oughta call on a nigga I'll be sure to get you
Organize your affairs wisely and consider seeking my assistance, as I will guarantee your protection.
Take cash bro, fast yo, for my Kastro
Quickly grab the money for my friend Kastro.
Blast and I'mma last yo past all these Glass Joes
I will shoot and keep going, surpassing any weak individuals who try to test me.
And assholes who claim, like they be runnin' thangs
Also, I confront and challenge arrogant individuals who falsely believe they are in control.
I be gunnin' those same niggas runnin' late, to their fate
I will target those very people who try to escape the consequences of their actions.
My alias is motherfuckin' Na-poleon, and I'd rather be
I go by the name of Napoleon, and I prefer to be known as such.
Robbin' again before these motherfuckers leave me sufferin'
I would resort to robbery once more before allowing my enemies to cause me pain and hardship.
But it ain't nothin', and I got no time for no bluffin'
However, it's nothing to me, and I don't have any patience for deception or lies.
Befo' a nigga finish with puttin' in work I betta end up with somethin'
Before I complete my efforts and labor, I better receive something of value in return.
I think these niggas got the game fucked up
I believe these individuals misunderstand the rules and dynamics of the game.
If they don't believe, that a young nigga like me, would bust (Boo-Yaa!)
If they fail to comprehend that a young man like myself is capable of taking aggressive action.
Perhaps it's a must, I'm facin' cases, fuck probation
Maybe it's necessary for me to act this way because I'm dealing with serious criminal charges and have no regard for probation.
Is what I'm screamin' when these money hungry cops be chasin'
This is what I'm proclaiming when the police, driven by their greed for money, pursue me.
Thug nigga 'til we die
We will remain street-oriented individuals until our death.
No mercy on these playa hatin' bitches, ask me why
We will show no kindness or lenience to those who envy and disrespect us. Ask me the reason for this.
It's the imperial serial killer
I am the unstoppable and deadly killer.
Alias Mussolini mentally unstable G status
Also known as Mussolini, I have a disturbed mental state but hold a high rank in the gangster lifestyle.
So you can't see me drug warlord
You cannot comprehend or defeat me, as I am a powerful figure in the drug trade.
Riding Concorde jets, Rag Vette's
I am traveling in luxurious and fast vehicles.
Shakin' bitches and snitches and trippin' on sets
Instilling fear in women and informants, causing chaos in my territories.
Inglewoods banger, keepin' one in the chamber
I am a dangerous individual from Inglewood and always keep a round of ammunition in my gun.
For the anger that I build inside, when it's time to ride
I store up my anger until the moment I need to take action.
Suicidal thoughts lurk fuckin' no end to revenge
I constantly contemplate self-destructive actions, fueled by an insatiable desire for vengeance.
Fuck any, my alias Mussolini
I do not care about anyone except myself, as I am known as Mussolini.
They call me Idi, from the side of seedy
People refer to me as Idi, coming from a dark and disreputable background.
Young nigga greedy, so I'm runnin up on these niggas easy
As a young man driven by greed, I have no hesitation in approaching and robbing other individuals.
It ain't nuttin, 'cause if they wantin' somethin'
It is insignificant because if they desire to have something of value,
So I'mma commence to dumpin' stomp down and struck up while my beat is bumpin, Thuggin
I will start shooting and physically assaulting them while the music intensifies, showcasing my thug lifestyle.
To my fuckin last note, with Lo-Pole and Kastro
Until my very last breath, I will continue to live this life with my friends Lo-Pole and Kastro.
Who you thought was on that asshole, don't ask though
You may have assumed we were weak, but don't bother confirming.
Outlaw Immortalz doin this dit-nirt on the sli-zow
Us, the Outlaw Immortalz, successfully achieving our goals discreetly and under the radar.
Ain't no chance to hide when we ride
There is no possibility to conceal or escape when we take action.
My alias Khadafi, Trump tight so feds can't copy
I am also known as Khadafi, and I am extremely cautious to prevent law enforcement from imitating or replicating my actions.
Six-three and cocky quick to hit your bitch if she jock me
I am tall and self-assured, ready to engage in sexual acts with women who show interest in me.
Severely addicted to livin' like a fuckin' felon while beefin'
I am deeply drawn to a criminal lifestyle, constantly involved in conflicts and rivalries.
With rookie cops the cookie rocks a nigga sellin'
I sell drugs to inexperienced police officers, who cannot resist the temptation.
Since a short I been livin life defiant, nickel plated chrome
Ever since a young age, I have lived a rebellious life, armed with a shiny nickel-plated gun.
Got this baby Capone lookin' like a giant, and I ain't lyin'
I possess a small weapon, resembling a baby version of Capone's gun, but it is still formidable and can cause serious harm. And I am not lying about it.
It's like it's me against myself
It feels as though I am in constant conflict and competition with my own self.
With all these backstabbin' snakes grabbin' at my fuckin wealth
Numerous treacherous individuals are attempting to deceive and take advantage of me to acquire my riches.
Mo Khomeini goes terrorist, mad man killer
My alter ego, Mo Khomeini, transforms into a violent and extremist figure, causing destruction and death.
The bottom of the river where the body lays and shivers
The lifeless body lies at the river's bottom, trembling with fear and coldness.
I'm that nigga with the fifty cap pouch, with the murderous stacks
I am the person who possesses a bag loaded with fifty rounds, ready to commit murder.
That increase, while these motherfuckers eat beef
My wealth and prosperity continue to grow, while these fools struggle.
It's been a long road, a lot of episodes
It has been a challenging journey, filled with many difficult and dramatic events.
And as the Glock loads, I gotta teach hoes
As I prepare my Glock pistol, I must educate and influence women.
Reach hoes, make 'em feel a nigga when I'm mashin'
Connect with women and make them feel my power and dominance when I am moving aggressively.
Now I'm surpassin' any assassin
Now I am surpassing and outshining any professional killer.
Thug nigga 'til we die
We will remain street-oriented individuals until our death.
No mercy on these playa hatin' bitches, ask me why
We will show no kindness or lenience to those who envy and disrespect us. Ask me the reason for this.
Outlaw Immortalz baby
We are the Outlaw Immortalz, baby.
Y'all niggas can't fade this ol crazy shit
None of you can handle this wild and insane lifestyle.
Makaveli, Hussein, Kastro, Khadafi, Mussolini
These are our names: Makaveli, Hussein, Kastro, Khadafi, Mussolini.
Amin, Naploleon, Khomani
And we have additional aliases: Amin, Naploleon, Khomani.
What y'all really wanna do?
What do all of you really want to accomplish?
Like them niggas said
Similar to what those guys previously mentioned.
"What would you do?
If you were in our position,
If you could fuck with me and my crew"
and had the chance to mess with me and my crew."
Thug Life, yeah nigga
We live by the Thug Life mentality and principles, yeah.
Flashin' on niggas Thug Life right?
Showing off and embracing the Thug Life lifestyle, right?
This year we Thug Life
This year we fully embody and live the Thug Life.
But we Outlaw Immortalz
However, we are also members of the Outlaw Immortalz.
We die nigga, but we multiply, we like legends nigga
We may physically die, but our legacy and influence continue to grow, making us legendary.
Like I'll make you famous motherfucker
I have the power to make you famous, motherfucker.
I'm talkin' about Newsweek and Time Magazine and all that ol good shit
I'm referring to being featured in prestigious publications like Newsweek and Time Magazine.
My niggas make the papers baby
My crew and I attract attention and make headlines, baby.
My niggas make the front page
My crew and I are featured on the front page of newspapers.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: BRUCE WASHINGTON, MARK S JORDAN, TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR, TYRUSS HIMES, YAFEU A FULA
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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
Nice
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