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вот уже 9 лет как тупака нет с нами, но его музыка по прежнему остается самой популярной. именно он вывел музыку черных на новый уровень. я думаю что многие поддержат меня что несмотря на огромное количество талантливых рэпперов сегодня тупак остается лучшим.
Rest In Peace, tupac Amaru Shakur. _________________ All i need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend
вот уже 9 лет как тупака нет с нами, но его музыка по прежнему остается самой популярной. именно он вывел музыку черных на новый уровень. я думаю что многие поддержат меня что несмотря на огромное количество талантливых рэпперов сегодня тупак остается лучшим.
Rest In Peace, tupac Amaru Shakur.
ПОЛНОСТЬЮ ПОДДЕРЖИВУЮ...
R.I.P Tupac Amaru Shakur(1971-1996) _________________
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13sept- is the date that we will always remeber
rest in peace- u ll always live in our hearts _________________ u think u gotta keep me iced-u don't
u think I'm gonna spend ur cash-I won't
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These poems are from the book "The Rose that grew from concrete". This Book contains 71 poems by Tupac which he had written at an age of 18, before he began translating his poems into rhymes. For more infos on the book click here all poems are property of Amaru Records
In the event of my Demise by Tupac
In the event of my Demise
when my heart can beat no more
I Hope I Die For A Principle
or A Belief that I had Lived 4
I will die Before My Time
Because I feel the shadow's Depth
so much I wanted 2 accomplish
before I reached my Death
I have come 2 grips with the possibility
and wiped the last tear from My eyes
I Loved All who were Positive
In the event of my Demise
I Cry by Tupac
Sometimes when I'm alone
I Cry,
Cause I am on my own.
The tears I cry are bitter and warm.
They flow with life but take no form
I Cry because my heart is torn.
I find it difficult to carry on.
If I had an ear to confiding,
I would cry among my treasured friend,
but who do you know that stops that long,
to help another carry on.
The world moves fast and it would rather pass by.
Then to stop and see what makes one cry,
so painful and sad.
And sometimes...
I Cry
and no one cares about why.
The Rose That Grew From Concrete by Tupac
Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete?
Proving nature's law is wrong it learned to walk with out having feet.
Funny it seems, but by keeping it's dreams, it learned to breathe fresh air.
Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else ever cared.
And Tomorrow by Tupac
Today is filled with anger, fueled with hidden hate.
Scared of being outkast, afraid of common fate.
Today is build on tragedies which no one want's to face.
Nightmares to humanity and morally disgraced.
Tonight is filled with Rage, violence in the air.
Children bred with ruthlessness cause no one at home cares.
Tonight I lay my head down but the pressure never stops,
knowing that my sanity content when I'm droped.
But tomorrow I see change, a chance to build a new,
build on spirit intent of heart and ideas based on truth.
Tomorrow I wake with second wind and strong because of pride.
I know I fought with all my heart to keep the dream alive.
Fallen Star by Tupac
They could never understand
what u set out 2 do
instead they chose 2
ridicule u
when u got weak
they loved the sight
of your dimming
and flickering starlight
How could they understand what was so intricate
2 be loved by so many, so intimate
they wanted 2 c your lifeless corpse
this way u could not alter the course
of ignorance that they have set
2 make my people forget
what they have done for much 2 long
2 just forget and carry on
I had loved u forever because of who u r
and now I mourn our fallen star
A young heart with an old soul by Tupac
How can there be peace?
How can I be in the depths of solitude
When there are two inside of me?
This duo in me causes the perfect opportunity
To learn and live twice as fast
As those who accept simplicity...
Ambition over Adversity by Tupac
Take ones adversity
Learn from their misfortune
Learn from their pain
Believe in something
Believe in yourself
Turn adversity into ambition
Now blossom into wealth
In The Depths of Solitude by Tupac
A young heart with an old soul
How can there be peace?
How can I be in the depths of solitude
When there are two inside of me?
This duo in me causes the perfect opportunity
To learn and live twice as fast
As those who accept simplicity...
Can You See the Pride In the Panther by Tupac
Can You See the Pride In the Panther
As he grows in splendor and grace
Topling obstacles placed in the way,
of the progression of his race.
Can You See the Pride In the Panther
as she nurtures her young all alone
The seed must grow regardless
of the fact that it is planted in stone.
Can You See the Pride In the Panthers
as they unify as one.
The flower blooms with brilliance,
and outshines the rays of the sun.
A Poem about Tupac by J. Hilton
Only God Can Judge 2pac...
Black man, Black boy, Prince, Thug,
Revolutionary, Symbol. They only see your
tattoos, jewelry, and body language. They only
hear your vulgar words, defiant messages, and
your unavoidable controversy. They see your life
as a threat, they comment chickens came home
to roost They blame you for violence in
America, they pour disgust on you and point the
finger at you for problems in our families.
Black man, Black boy, Prince, Thug,
Revolutionary, Symbol. We see you as the dark
truth they are scared to accept. We see you as the
voice we sometimes could not find. We see you
as a young Malcolm X. Alcohol, drugs, women
and prison consumed you, as it did Brother
Malcolm. Yet those that knew you, knew you
were on the way out, you had seen the light and
moved toward it. We felt your pain, so similar to
ours. We felt your frustration, so similar to ours.
We felt your anger, so similar to ours. You are an
unavoidable realness. To Generation X, as they
describe it, you are a 1996 Elvis, John Lennon,
Jimi Hendricks, Sammy Davis, Ella Fitzgerald.
Those that don't know, may never know. Those
that do know, truly know that... Only God Can
Judge You!
I still remember that day... Fall was well on its way.
It began in an ordinary way no different than today.
I popped in a CD and let it play.
I listened to what you had to say.
I slumped back in my couch, resting in a slouch.
I absorbed as much as I could and fell into your groove.
Time progressed and before long nightfall was coming along.
I could barely see the light
But it was holding on with all of it's might.
My session was complete,
a sample of your inspiration was a treat.
As my stereo fell silent and my crystal ball came to life.
That is how it all began, too much for me to understand.
An idol to me how could this be?
At the age of 25, caught in the middle of genocide. At the age of 25, I assumed it was a homicide.
At the age of 25, I too can see through your eyes.
At the age of 25, yes, you should still be alive.
The streets we shared gave me sight.
You were the one who powered the light.
A stranger to me... a stranger to you...
All my dreams faded away on this day.
When you were robbed in a violent way.
Only one had the authority to say it was your day.
God didn't want you that way!
Like a thief in the night you were taken away.
Whose choice was it to say?
I now see the irony of Poetic Justice.
On that night you really touched us.
From then on, in that too, I believed.
Your visions and your talents were easy to see.
You were a hero to many, even me.
So... when I heard the news.
It gave me the blues.
I didn't want it to be true.
Because I knew there was nothing I could do.
So... I bowed my head to pray for you.
I asked the LORD to guide and protect you
through your journey.
And to comfort your family with an embrace.
And to keep them all safe and warm well after the storm.
Your legacy will live on in our hearts, where you
have become a vital part.
In loving memory of Tupac Amaru Shakur.
May you forever rest in peace!
_________________
если тебе плохо.......пиши.... братик это святое
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