80's and 90's Imagines

Run tha Streetz

Tupac P.O.V

~Back in elementary, I thrived on misery

Left me alone I grew up amongst a dyin breed

Inside my mind couldn't find a place to rest

until I got that Thug Life tatted on my chest

Tell me can you feel me? I'm not livin in the past, you want to last

Be tha first to blast, remember Kato

No longer with us he's deceased

Call on the sirens, seen him murdered in the streets

Now rest in peace

Is there heaven for a G? Remember me~

I had tapped my pen against my temple. Damn I hate getting a fucking writers block. This shit rarely happens. I could easily write this shit in less that 20 minutes. Fuck it, I'll finish it later. I closed the notebook and threw it on the coffee table. Let me see what my baby is doing? I know she gonna have a pissy attitude but ima change that later on tonight.

Y/n P.O.V

You was cooking food a good ass breakfast.  In the midst of stirring your potatoes and tasting your eggs. Your telephone began ringing. You picked it up.

Y/n: What?

Pac: Well damn good morning to yo rude ass too.

You chuckled and turned off the grits.

Y/n: What do you fucking want?

Pac: Sorry baby i didn't come over last night.

Y/n: What the fuck were you doing?

Pac: I was with the homies last night. We had chilled in the studio last night working and then we went to a party.

Y/n: Of course you were hanging out with them.

You pulled the phone away from you hear and hung up. your phone rung four more times but you didn't anwser because you knew it was tupac. The food was done and you made your plate.

Soon as you sat down an was finna taste your eggs.

*Knock Knock*

Y/n: Go away!!!

Kim: Bitch if you don't open this door.

You laughed and got up an ran to the door to reveal your bestfriends Lil Kim and Tionne.