"Somebody wake me I'm dreamin,
I started as a seed, the semen swimmin' up stream,
planted in the womb while screamin'
on top was my pops, my mama screamin' 'stop!'
from a single drop this is what they got.." -2Pac
. .While my mama was pregnant with me, the crooked po-lice held a gun to her womb
from there it was clear I was doomed in this White Man's World!
Born June 16th, 71, a baby full of melanin was trapped in the storm
Birthed into the Black Panther family, a young prince taught early on
to never confirm to the wicked mentality and brutal violence of my adversaries
Pop's left home, just a distant memory
therefore, it was on my mama, Afeni, to raise me into a man
Yet, it was soon out of her hands, as she was medicating with cocaine
So I hit the streets out doing my own thang
hangin' with the criminals and drug dealers
just a young impressionable soul
Tho it was cold and hard on the streets, the real homies made me feel like I was home!
instead of dealin' cane, I grabbed a pen and pad, jumping into the rap game
before I knew it, the whole world would chant my name --Tupac Amaru Shakur
My one mission, free mama of her addiction
while spreading my message throughout the nation
Pulsing through my heart pure greatness in the midst of facing oppression
A common lesson of my adolescence that they reject change
Put chains on our brain so we can't thank pass a bottle of liquor or brew
Tarnishing my name with claims that I'm wrongfully influencing the youth
as if they can't see the truth that lies behind the chalk lines
a brother that looks just like me and you SLAIN by the corrupted police
my head to the sky, I close my eyes and pray for a way to push pass this!
Trapped in the madness, I'm dashing fast. They want me to CRASH OUT!
Gotta watch my back!
Yet I'm not knowing they infiltrated my team
My own Comrades tried to do me in
In the pursuit of fifteen minutes of pleasure from a trick beggin' for a pic
got me tossin' rocks at the pen'
They attempt to slander my reputation with rape allegations
Now it seems my battles extend further than some racist pigs
I see the walls closing in
yet even when nihgas try to wet me up, hos try to set me up
I remain resilient
Hoping my message help the ghetto youth
open your eyes, see there's more to livin' than drugs and killin'
Tho we all come from a different mother, you're still a ken of mine
It don't matter if you're brown, black or white, we all come from 1 Nation
YOU ARE READING
To the Fallen Souljas & Sistas
Poesieturns out people can post provocative and sexual exploitations of women on here... showing everything but their decency... yet I cant post pics of people suffering and enduring inhumane unjust by this sick system we are oppressed by everyday?... wha...