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WE TRADE WAR STORIES, OUTLAWZ ON A RISE, JEALOUS NIXXAZ I DESPISE LOOK IN MY EYES. TUPAC SHAKUR MAKAVELI THA DON.💯🕊️

Lencrier pleure tout mes cauchemars les maré monte moi j'en n'ai marre d'y redescendre j m'éloigne des phare c'est pas par peur c'est juste la vague qui arrive\a mon avis c'est navrant vous voir assis sur vos étoiles la ou mon regard ce rive comment rêver\ici la vie m'étiole l'onde ce déforme sous nos pas sans trop d'efforts et moi je nage depuis que je suis jeune\le même sourire mais les doigts jaunes j'veux pas courir j'ai jeûne encore je suis zen Chu pas ajun ça me gêne le dire je fais que engendrer la haine\l'engrenage tourne toujours pas de quoi briser les chaîne\ici j'écris ce que j'ai sur le coeur\après trois prise de sang c'est rare les crise au parloir\ à fleur de peau comme marley ça devient si dur vous parler je préfère jeter la pierre un jour quelqu'un finira par voir\

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Rest In Peace Pac ❤🕊️✌️

Without doubt LA and Mexican nation were Tupac's great inspiration...that's why he was and still the darling of the Mexicans...instrument contains lot of Mexican style of music

Sounds so spiritual

PAC LET ME KNOW THE BIGGEST STINCHES OF THE GLOBE 🌎

Thank you 4 this

I love Westcoast beats, they take into consideration sadness and struggle, they aren’t as flashy as the East coast or the South. 2Pac and the producers he worked with are just the perfect storm, I love that they are not all get money and f women.

His lyrics was Awesome on this track 💯💯💯🌠

This was my number #1 ride out songs/ beat for years and now still to this day my stay at home and clean house songs. It takes you back to the good days before he lost his life,the same way In the air night by Phil Collins. Good beats and songs takes you through emotional high and lows. Greats beats just makes you smile and reminisce on the good times. Thank God for good music,it a major part of life for good sanity.

2024 ? Here

ya le meto la resina a la tonphspn las manos arriba puta que esto es una atraco a estas alturas solo me falta el basuco y algún que otro abrazo pa poder sentirme humano me he criado con perros unos más grandes que otros y por experiencia el plato de uno es para todos me sangra la pierna me revienta la testa me siento bohemio enciendo el canuto a fósforos en la delgada línea de vivir siendo un cobarde aprecié lo valioso que es el amor de mi madre yo hago rap porque sufro porque vivo porque aún así con todo lo que cargo tengo el lujo que respiro no entenderías lo que escribo tranquilo aveces ni yo entiendo lo que yo mismo escribo le juré a la nana alejarme de tos los vicios pero madre que medicación son los rivos voy sin chaleco y no sabes como entran los tiros tal vez estás c

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When I say the coldest Beat only way I would've brought it with pac Cold MF TUPAC RIP☝🏾🌄🏁MY BROTHER

If u put slowed it going to be sad

My #1 go to track when im ready to zone

PAC picked the best beats complementing his awesome flow and pen!!!

Brap brap brap

Bitch, shit's dumb, Fuck ya progress, you phonies Hyprocrites considered my lyrics irrelevent Muthafuckas though they rough, Until dem teams faded n gone like a bitch Now they needin a nosejob They cant breathe Their faces broken just like their asses and their dreams but i, Had nothin, but them conclusion, We can trade pain for mistery Whenever im around I represent no resolution Fuck this tricks, and their misery All my enemies hellbound by now I though that bitch could miss me, But after years Im still strong, now these fools dumped What else can i slay? Im still hatin that bitch i used love in 9th grade, As i remain faded, im still stressin to be the source of any bitch pain, Like its the main thang Only thing i got from rushin things was problems Got ta clock me some But poppa was a bitch, Although we wont be ballin Since i was dreaming about bein rich n lifes a bitch, got my ass played the fuck out There was no tomorrow Now its turntables on this land of sheeps I thought you knew Aint nothing new Nobody gave a fuck where i dwell One day ima rip these fools souls n bury em so they burn in hell Bitch, i aint tradin war stories You phonies done All i mean, is more green More bitches, yall stressed Many bitches be feelin much pain Its like its stuck on ya brain, all day Hey remember me G I still dont give a fuck

Produced by Mile Mosley and Rick Rock

DOPE🔥

125 Edpas Rd. New Brunswick NJ

Shot out to Rick Rock

This beat got the native Indian's flute

“Pardon my thug poetry, but suckers is born everyday And fear of man grow on trees Criminal ties for centuries, a legend in my own rhymes”

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The instruments is legendary

Wow too smooth 🔥💯

Still surprised how many people haven’t heard this track

Speaking to CROWDS Soldier's fire ROUNDS under military ORDERS Setting up BOARDERS INFORMANTS blending on CORNERS The streets are CURSED mosques and CHURCHES Crosses BURNING Ancestors hanging from ropes TURNING Killer's praying their VERDICT'S NOT GUILTY We all answer to GOD The BLOCK'S FILTHY - INFESTED Hustlers showing signs of success with gold PENDANTS Co - DEFEDANTS back to back fighting LIEUTENANTS PARAMEDICS resuscitated VICTIMS Nursing bullet WOUNDS Cards read Gon too SOON Raised without silver SPOONS Prisons and TOMBS Heartless GOONS shooting for EXCITEMENT Detectives compiling evidence for gang INDICTMENTS

Y'a pas Un seul instrumental jusqu'à notre époque qui rivalisent cette instru 🎧💯💯🛰️

❤💯💯🎧🦉📡🇬🇦

Freestyle DA from NC lil bi,,get some

Försök o föreställ dig en liten shuono med en död förelder han driftar hela dan i orten o blir hög på kvällen han tar sitt liv för givet vill leva kåken livet han kör till döden för på hans begravning så gråter ingen han tycker allting e skit hans alla grabbar e gs han springer runt med sin gun o blandar habbar med sprit han hämtar in en hegge ladd o börja slänga det han backar upp varenda shouno som han hänger med dom kalla honom för donshuan får varje brud o falla och på krogen är det alltid han som bjuder alla hans mammas önska är att shouno inte hamlar i kåken han känner ångesten varje gång hans mamma gråter så mycket hat så mycket falskhet denna världen e knas men lilla shounon fucking vet dethär är vägen han valt livet är svårt ibland men han håller hårt i gunen och vandrar vidare till trakten som han står för mannen.

All Eyez On Me felt like the final words of a prophet, you can feel the urgency and the pain in every song as if he knew his demise was around the corner.

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2pac ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤😎😎😏😏💣💣💥💥Evere day in day

Relaxing like a mfa Rick Rock did his thang on this beat 💯🔥🔥

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.. i remember when chad open my door and said kobe died, i was like no way , he showed me the phone and i saw then instantly i break within my pain, struggle is real its lakers all the way to the grave, we count to 24 then we count bac to the eight,kobe and and his daughter r.i.p behind heaven gates, the pain is real when reality fades.

Boh boh

Man this beat was in my head all day at work one day I’m glad I found the instrumental this beat so 🔥🔥🔥

Pacs true NY inspired song. This shows his true nature, a true Harlemite.

Its takes 2 to squabble, its takes 1 to win, no cap u gotta be lioness fire, coming out like potter with the magical desire, i need a break cuz my rap can expose ur tires, now ur getting purged on in a city where they burn from, gun pointed at u like a dumm dumm, shout outt to tito free my bro, shout out to timmy he aint no hoe, shout out to ben he really a soldier finna fight in iraq, finna snipe a op like he shooting ps on the deck, im a ruthless fucking rapper and there is no pretend, i dont no why my self isnt in rest, take a bullet to the chest instead the dam head, i see devils and i cant seem to pretend, i wont pull out the 30 then watch ur ass blend, secretly im a saint blowing wind that nocked a house down and its funny how it ends, 223 let it blend , count to six ur not my friend, I throw up the 7 for the 11 for the heaven, buying lollipops and chili fries sharing with cassius, he was fucking it up like a real uce, glock Duke leave him flat like poo, stupit bitch I got 2 percent bars, before I charge I die within my harm, June don't do it, he striking out the field like a motorwheeler, catching real bullets like a robot steeler..

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One of my favourite pac songs! 🔥🔥

I still feel the loss of Tupac 😢