2pacalypse

All Eyez were watching him....watching and waiting Someone was waiting ....hating him ..........baiting him.... Red blood of urgency, was surging and urging him...... Fate knows the story, it is talking the talk, it is walking the walk Where it begins......where it will end Haunting him............ taunting him... It stalked streets of Harlem...like the panthers of night His mind was a roadmap, traveling streets of a thug They call him a rapper......spilling tears in the fog Walking a life....he was keeping a beat... there is so much more that was beating him.....cheating him...... Struggle and violence....fighting the fight Walking and rapping,.....caring, daring Cracks in the concrete...where a black rose would grow.... Yet, even the roses were trembling....knowing him... Keeping a head up high,......higher...and higher Splashing with gasoline....to put out a fire... Turning a life into flames of a pyre Driving the lonely Strip............recklessly driving... Riding the shotgun..........gripping....and riding... Life blood was almost dead,....losing.....losing... .....dying..........and dying.... tears fall from cupid, bled.......... crying.....and crying..... Somewhere the fire's red........somewhere........somewhere ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bio of Tupac Shakur