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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Tupac:
Spice heres go them niggas yo
hit that shit, hit that shit.
We all niggaz going down where the fuck ya all going down.
Spice 1:
Damn aint this a bitch ya all got me fucked up
on this ol' playa haten ass shit.
Know what I'm sayin'?
Understand me?
When I was broke you all niggaz didn't give a fuck
if I was pissin' on myself, or shittin' off tha Bay Bridge,
nigga.
Now you in my mutha fuckin' mix talkin' that ol' crazy shit,
that's alright cuz I'm gonna bust a cap in that ass.
Me and Pac goin' let you know about
that ol' playa haten ass shit though.
Ya see these jealous mutha fuckaz
That be playin me G
Like a sucka ass nigga see
That ain't feeling me
It ain't easy
To kill a G
A mutha fuckin' playa
From tha F - A - to tha C
Back stabbers in tha mutha fuckin' place
Smilin' in my face
I got my hand on my gun
Cuz they got me on tha run
Spice mutha fucin' One
I'm for leavin' bodies numb
I'm a G mutha fucker
Can't you see
I'm a G
Rollin' deep
With my phat fo-fo uzi
I comes with a big phat gat
And hollow point clip
And quick
To be a soldier
By my shit
So nigga
Don't try no mo' shit
No ho shit
Cuz when I was broke
Nigga didn't give a fuck
About my statis
Now that I'm at this
I'm loced out
And livin' lavish
So fuck tha gun control
aBout ta bust a cap nigga
Cuz tha jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac:
Now niggaz know that tha jealous got me strapped
Stepping close to the edge
I got tha cops and tha feds on my back
And there's no way that I'm giving up
I rather bury you bitches
Cuz ain't no to marks gonna worry my riches
If I catch yo ass in traffic (humm)
You betta pull for ya pistol an open fire
Or get blasted (Booo Yahh!!)
I'll be damned if I drop
It don't stop
I'm boxin' mutha fuckaz with my glock
A skinny ass neva had a penny ass nigga
I figure my Mashfurd pump will show them punks who's bigger
(Blah)
And even if I did fall -- I'll still ball
I'm bustin' mutha fuckers with my back against the wall
Till these jealous ass bitches kill me
I'll be thugin' like a mutha fucker
Nigga feel me
And ain't no time for mistakes
So homies watch ya back
Cuz these jealous ass tricks got me strapped
Jealous got me strapped...
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run...
Spice 1:
Homie ya know if I don't be runnin' with my strap
Then I might get blasted
Get blasted or blast
That's how I'm livin'
So I blast and blast the bastard
I can't be worried about no jail time
Cuz niggaz they tryin' ta take my head
I can't have shit if a nigga dead
So I bust back
And break the bitch niggaz off propa
with a four-four take nine a chopper
And try and decapatate a niggaz arms from with his shoulders
These jealous niggaz don't know they fuckin' around with a
soldier
I don't be slippin'
So nigga don't wait for me ta fall
And if I got enough
A hallow tip will smoke æem all, y'all
Envious niggaz prepare to fly off ya feet
Cuz I'm commin' with some mutha fuckin' heat
Playa, so keep ya aim straight
And hit a nigga on tha first shot
Cuz I'm a be tryin' ta make your mutha fuckin' heart stop
And don't be screamin' out for your family bitch
Cuz it was your choice
That we jump into this gangsta shit
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run
Tupac: Jealous got me strapped
Spice 1: I keep my hand on my gun cuz they got me on the run