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I am Tupac.

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Reads 235,405
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Parts 120
Time 10h 15m

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You know Tupac right? Wrong, you don't. You don't know his life.
You don't know what he went through.
You only know his name.
Which is Tupac.
Well, how about this. How about I give you taste and something to remember. Im gong to tell you Tupac's life. As his representative., I find it only right that I tell you his story. Now, Read on... 
By the way, this story will be told from his P.O.VAll Rights Reserved

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