- After Mileena gets out of prison for "accidentally" running over her husbands mistress. She soon fights to see her 9 year old son who grew up not knowing what really happened to his mom, but only knows she wasn't there most of his life.
But that...
"One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain." -Bob Marley ✨
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"Damn that's hot." Mileena said moving her head to the beat.
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"You like it?" Tupac said cutting the beat off. "Hell yea, you ain't write anything yet?" Mileena asked.
Tupac shrugged. "A little." Mileena looked at him. "Let me hear it." Tupac sighed and grabbed his journal. "It's not alot." "I don't care." She shrugged leaning into her seat.
They've always had their problems.. but music and their son brought them together no matter what. Tupac started the beat over and cleared his throat.
'Cause all I see is, murder murder, my mind state Preoccupied with homicide, tryin' to survive through this crime rate Dead bodies at block parties, those unlucky bastards Gunfire now they require may be closed casket Who can you blame? it's insane what we dare do Witness an evil that these men do, bitches in, too In fact they be the reasons niggas get to bleedin' Pull the fuckin' fire when I leave em, you shoulda seen em Hostile hoes catch elbows negroes disposed of And snitches get dealt with, with no love Body bags of adversaries that I had to bury I broke the law and they jaw, all in the same flurry But never worry, they'll remember me through history Causin' motherfuckers to bleed, they'll label me a-"
He paused it then shrugged. "That's all I got." Mileena bit her lip. "Outlaw." Tupac looked up at her. Mileena nodded and grabbed a pen and paper. "Outlaw, outlaw, outlaw."
Tupac smiled then Mileena started writing fast. "I got it, look-" She pressed play and read the lyrics on her sheet of paper.
'Before I close my eyes I fantasize I'm livin' well When I awake and realize I'm just a prisoner in hell Just as well, cause in my cell I'm keepin' pictures of these bastards Excercisin', visualizin', everyone inside a casket Picture me blasted, surrounded by niggas in masks Sent with the task to harass and murder my ass-'
Tupac opened his mouth cutting her off.
'Will I last? heaven or hell? freedom or jail? Shit's hard, who can you tell? and if we fail? High speeds, and thai weed on the freeway When will they learn to take it easy? uh Drive-by's and niggas die, murder without a motive'
Mileena stood up and started dancing making Tupac laugh his ass off.
After they finished the song they sat back and chilled for a while. "Were you writing when you was locked up?" Tupac asked blowing smoke out his nose.
