Tupac Amaru Shakur nació el 16 de junio de 1971 en Harlem, Nueva York. Sus padres, Afeni Shakur y Billy Garland, eran miembros del Partido Pantera Negra, un movimiento revolucionario que luchaba por los derechos civiles de la comunidad afroamericana. Este entorno radical influyó profundamente en la vida y obra de Tupac.
De joven, Tupac demostró un talento excepcional para las artes escénicas. Asistió a la Escuela de Artes de Baltimore, donde estudió teatro, poesía y ballet. Allí conoció a Jada Pinkett, una amiga cercana que más tarde se convertiría en una destacada actriz de Hollywood.
En 1991, Tupac comenzó su carrera musical como corista del grupo de rap Digital Underground. Su talento rápidamente le permitió lanzar su primer álbum en solitario, 2Pacalypse Now, en 1991. Este disco causó controversia debido a sus letras cargadas de mensajes sociales y políticos.
En 1993, Tupac lanzó su segundo álbum, Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z., que incluía éxitos como I Get Around y Keep Ya Head Up. Este álbum consolidó su lugar en la industria musical y le otorgó un estatus de estrella.
A medida que su carrera musical crecía, Tupac también incursionó en el cine, protagonizando películas como Juice (1992) y Poetic Justice (1993) junto a Janet Jackson.
Tupac no estuvo exento de problemas legales. En 1994, fue acusado de abuso sexual y posteriormente sentenciado a prisión. Sin embargo, su influencia y popularidad no disminuyeron.
El pivote de su
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[Spoken Word Intro]
Ain't nothing but a gangsta party
Ain’t nothin but a gansta party
Ain't nothin but a gansta party
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Uh, picture-perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the suckas with precision, my intention's to get richer
With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg, my fuckin’ homie
Did this cold, how we fade our foes
[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
Sure 'nough, I keep my hand on my gun
'Cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom, waitin' on the outcome
"Free 2Pac" is all that's on a nigga's mind
But at the same time, it seems they tryin' to take mine
So I’ma get smart and get defensive and shit
And put together a Million March for some gangsta shit
[Verse 3: 2Pac]
So now they got us laced
Two multi-millionaire motherfuckers catchin’ cases
Bitches get ready for the throwdown, the shit's about to go down
Me and Snoop about to clown
I’m losin' my religion, I'm vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missin'
Niggas be actin’ like they savage, I'm out to get the cabbage
I've got nothin' but love for my niggas livin' savage
[Verse 4: Snoop Dogg]
I've got a pit named Petey, she Nigerina
I've got a house out in the hills right next to Chino
And I think I've got a black Bimmer
But my dream is to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal
It feels good to you, baby-bubba
You see, this is for the G's and the keys, motherfucker
[Verse 5: 2Pac]
Now follow as we ride
Motherfuck the rest, two of the best from the Westside
And I can make you famous
Niggas been dyin' for years, so how could they blame us?
I live in fear of a felony
I never stop bailin' these West Coast G's
If you got it, better flaunt it
Another warrant, two of America's most wanted
[Chorus]
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party, party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party, party
(Nothin' but a gangsta party
It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
(Nothin' but a gangsta party
It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
(Nothin' but a gangsta party
It ain't nothin' but a motherfuckin' gangsta party)
[Verse 6: 2Pac]
Give me fifty feet
Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets
And keep whatever's left of me
Jealousy is envious, sufferin' is greed
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck with me
I bust and flee, these niggas must be crazy, what?
There ain't no mercy motherfuckers who can't fade the thugs
You thought it was, but it wasn't, now disappear
Bow down in the presence of a boss player
[Verse 7: Snoop Dogg]
It's like Cuzz, Blood gang-bangin'
Everybody in the party doin' dope-slangin'
You gotta have papers in this world
You might get your first snatch before your eyes swirl
You doin' your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you 'bout life and 'bout the way it is
They say we live by the strap, we die by the strap, kids
[Verse 8: 2Pac]
They tell me not to roll with my Glock
So now I got a throw-away
Floatin' in the black Benz, tryin' to do a show a day
They wonder how I live with five shots
Niggas is hard to kill on my block
Schemes for currency and dough-related
Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it
No answers to questions, I'm tryin' to get up on it
My nigga Dogg with me, eternally the most wanted
[Outro: Snoop Dogg & 2Pac]
Now do the gangsters run this motherfucker? (Hell Yeah)
Now do the gangsters run this motherfucker? (Hell Yeah)
Now do the gangsters run this motherfucker? (Hell Yeah)
Now do the ladies run this motherfucker? (Hell Yeah)
West Side is motherfuckin' right here
West Side is motherfuckin' right here
West Side is motherfuckin' right here
West Side is motherfuckin' right here
West Side is motherfuckin' right here
West Side is motherfuckin' right here
West Side is motherfuckin' right here
West Side is motherfuckin' right here
[...]
Outlawz is motherfuckin' right here
[Spoken Word]
Give it up for The House Of Blues
Death Row!
Death Row in this motherfucker
West Side!
The West Side!
Peace!
Bad Boy killers in the house
Mobb Deep killers in the house
Go West Side Outlaw
West Side!
What y'all niggas know about Coco No
Nothin' but a gangsta party
Let the house loose
Doggy style up in this motherfucker