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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"A Crooked Nigga Too" lyrics 2Pac Lyrics "A Crooked Nigga Too"
Yo 'Pac
That's right, hehehe
Yo, I heard you got beat up by the police
Got a big fat lawsuit and everything
Yeah.
Niggas just wanna know
If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit
Please tell me what's a nigga to do, and it's true
Ain't nuttin new, so I do, what I can to get through
Now first they had me trapped and now I'm pissed
A loaded AK-47 lay under my head so I don't trip
One motherfucker from the underground
And Big Stretch buckin' niggas if they fuck around
Yo why I got beef with police?
Ain't that a bitch, the motherfuckers got a beef with me
They make it hard for me to sleep
I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deep
I guess it's hard for you to see
But now I'm pointin' the finger at police
Instead of them motherfuckers blamin' me
I got the right to bear a pistol
And when the punk motherfuckers get to trippin' I got shit too
And maybe then you'll see the truth
But until then, I gotta do what I do
And stay a crooked nigga too
It's all up to you, but until then I gotta do what I do
And stay a crooked nigga too
And maybe then you'll see the truth; oh!
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too
It's all up to you, but until then I gotta do what I do
And stay a crooked nigga too
And maybe then you'll see the truth; oh!
You can't fuck with the crew, of crooked nigga too
Y'know you really can't say that ya blame niggas
Fuck being tame, set a flame, time to aim triggers
2pac'll spark a revolution, fuck the constitution
I want my bucks for restitution
This time you got a bigger problem
Time to face the niggas from South Central, Oakland, Brooklyn and Harlem
And we ain't shootin' at each other (fuck no!)
That's my motherfuckin' brother, so Dave Duke, run for cover
And all the bitches from the Klan
Come feel the wrath of a black man that doesn't smoke crack and
I don't drink St. Ides (fuck that!)
Genuine Draft, ganja ganja, and my fuckin' TEC-9
They know they scared to see us sober
(ah) Cobra, and niggas'll take the world over
It's all up to you (up to you)
Blame the Korean (fuck that) or be a crooked nigga too
It's all up to you, but until then I gotta do what I do
And stay a crooked nigga too
And maybe then you'll see the truth; oh!
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too
It's all up to you, but until then I gotta do what I do
And stay a crooked nigga too
And maybe then you'll see the truth; oh!
You can't fuck with the crew, of crooked nigga too
Why me? Play like Jasmine Guy and try me
I'll be damned if I die, come look at the rage in my eyes G
They got my homies in a jail cell
And it's the Rebel and the Devil, and one of us is goin' to Hell
I got the whole place covered, with loc'd out brothers
And nuttin but love for each other
So motherfucker make a motion
I give a fuck, slice you up, and throw your ass in the ocean
Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga
But they hate it when we pop the cops
That's when they gettin' petrol
You better watch your step or you'll be left on deathrow
But I learn to look ahead of me
Stay strapped watch your back keep your eyes on the enemy
We blowin' up precincts and oh
You can't fuck with the crew, of crooked nigga too
It's all up to you, but until then I gotta do what I do
And stay a crooked nigga too
And maybe then you'll see the truth, oh!
But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too
It's all up to you, but until then I gotta do what I do
And stay a crooked nigga too
And maybe then you'll see the truth, oh!
You can't fuck with the crew, of crooked nigga too