Monday, June 16, 2008

Pour Out A Lil' Liquor

Pac, the great,
lutionary leader & prophet,
was born on this day.

Happy birthday homie!
Rest in peace.

The good die young.

Can't close my eyes cause all I see is terror
I hate the man in the mirror
Cause his reflection makes the pain turn realer
Times of Armageddeon, murder in mass amounts
In this society where only gettin the cash counts
I started out as a beginner
Entered the criminal lifestyle became a sinner
I make my money and vacate, evade prison
Went from the chosen one to outcast, unforgiven
And all the Hennessy and weed can't hide,
the pain I feel inside

You know, it's like I'm livin just to die
I fall on my knees and beg for mercy,
not knowin if I'm worthy
Livin life thinkin no man can hurt me
So I'm askin - before I lay me down to sleep
Before you judge me, look at all the shit you did to me,
my misery

I rose up from the slums,
made it out the flames
In my search for fame will I change?
I'm askin...

Who do you believe in?
I put my faith in God, blessed and still breathin
And even though it's hard, that's who I believe in
Before I'm leavin, I'm askin the grievin - who do you believe in?

genius is misunderstood

Last pic snapped minutes before he was assassinated.
The eyes never lie....


RJEsq said...

You think Shug had him shot? Have you ever read the book LAbrynth about Biggie's murder? I dont remember if it touched on Pac's death.

King P said...

I don't know Robyn, but I wouldn't doubt it especially after seeing some DVD special on how shady everything was at the time of his death like his security. I think it was destined for him to die young. The only book I've read on Pac is Michael Eric Dyson's Holler If You Hear Me.