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06-17-05, 02:42 PM
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DaTrus Is A Bitch!
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From Glory To Dust
IP: 3A45 611B
As The Parallel Patterns of Worls Collide I Speak From Heaven.. I Preach The Truth To The Hearts of Those Who Listen To Revrens. Still Noticed As One of The Greatest From Followers of Hip-Hop.. Undoubtfully..Since I've Left..Its Lost It Taste and Flip-Flopped.. But Still They Praise Me Through Metaphors and Shouts So Crazy.. Froom Beanie Sigel, Game, 50 Cent, Eminem To LiL Wayne and Baby.. From B.I.G. To BIG L I Speak Words of Wisdom Through These Lyrics.. and Praise To The Lord That They Take It In When They Hear It.. From MLK To Malcom-X..Their Words Influenced My Intense Emotion.. From The East to West..Thug Love Is What Set off Coast Comotions.. My Mother A Black Panther..Who Taught Me Black on Black Love.. and To Not Hate For The Past Sins but To Accept The White Dove.. Look Beyond The Apparent..Take Time To Think Beyond The Square.. and When Things Appear In Reach..They're Further Than They Appear.. So I Spent My Life-Span..Drifting Through The Years of Gods-Hand.. Trying Desperatly To Convert My Destiny..But Its Merily Gods-Plan.. Can't Escape The Struggle..Even Though I'm On Top I'm Rock-Bottom.. Mad Money but Lonesome Still Through This Shit Called Rock-Stardom.. The Pressure Builds and The Controversy Starts To Tear Me Apart.. I'm Hurting Friends For Fame..Showing That I Have A Cold-Heart... I'm Letting My Family and Friends Down..Disgracing My Home-Town.. I Can't Stay Home-Bound..I Keep Telling Myself Deathrows My Home-Now.. From Publicity To Endorsements..From Street Gangs To Reinforcements.. From Undergroud To Going Corporate..I'm Aware of How Very Fortunate.. But Still I Took It For Granted..In My Mind I Couldn't Understand It.. Of Why When I Reached For God He Looked Away Then Closed His Hands and.. Left Me To Die..In The Mist of My Life With A Kid and Divorced Wife.. Through My Lifes Strifes..I'm Left In The Hands of This Surgical Knife.. But Through The Gust of Fates Winds..God Told Me To Let Go and Trust.. Twelve Shots..and At That Moment My Life Turned From Glory To Dust.. RIP Tupac Shakur ~R~ |
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