2Pac Shakur

Tupac Shakur

Ladies and gentlemen— boys and girls
Everybody get your bling, your diamonds and pearls
All the bitches— the richest and also the poor
Put your hands together for Mr. Tupac Shakur
God bless the dead to the greatest rapper
Who puts these other rappers far away in the crapper
2pac was as dapper as a snapper
He keeps chicks like sweets in a wrapper
How long will they mourn me? 2pac asks us
Until the end of time said my friend Damascus
His middle finger told the whole world to fuck it
This is the man that brought you Poetic Justice
He was equally loved… and equally hated
Can’t hate on this nigga because this nigga made it
None of today’s rappers have got shit on him
Especially on his Hollywood success on Above The Rim
Bruce Hornsby applauded him for making “Changes”
The song touched the minds of adolescent strangers
All of his songs playing see a lot of smile exchanges
A lot of people sing his songs in different tones and ranges
’96 was the year that 2pac was troublesome
Since his death; all the kids are no longer cumbersome
Fans from L.A. to Italy and also to Lewisham
No-one loves 2pac more than my boy Lucian
2pac to this day makes the today’s rappers look like clowns
Like how he was back in Digital Underground
As I’m writing this poem— I still picture him rollin’
With a blunt and some Henny still chilling with his homies
Tupac Shakur was the Ghetto Samaritan
He’s still untouchable because there’s no-one in comparison
May no man disrespect his glorious legacy
Because his style was unique like a recipe

Copyright © 2010 René Olivierre all rights reserved (Taken from the book “Artistry—The HeART of a Conscious Poet”) written by René Olivierre and published by The Olivierrean Experience (T.O.E.)