Dear Pac

Dear Pac,

(Written: September 2002)

(For Tupac Amaru Shakur)

You were the rose that grew from concrete

But it seems some doesn’t care

But still you are that rose out of the concrete

and I know you still there

A lot of people will bless your resurrection

and pour out a lil’ liquor for you

But when you will come back again What’cha gonna do? What’cha gonna do with your life?

Because a lot of people thing your lost now

Lost and died in the heart on that September night

when you were only 25...!

You blessed ‘Thug Life’ as the holy ghost

But through that…

It went wrong and now you became Amerikaz most!

Now you wanted to change your life from a thug

to a real Man

I keep believe in you because I’m a real fan

and I keep the faith in you

Until the end of time

That’s why I say this to you

and write for you this rhyme…

Peace

Geschreven door

Manjula

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Auteur: Manjula
Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia
Gepubliceerd op: 26 december 2006
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