I shall fear no man, but God
though I walk through tha valley of death
I shed so many tears
Please God walk with me...
back in Elementary, I thrived on misery
left me alone I grew up amongst a dying breed
as my mind couldn't find a place ta rest
untill I got that Thug Life Planted on my chest
tell me can ya feel me ?
I'm not liven in tha Past, Ya wanna last
Be tha first ta blast, remember Kato
no longer with us he's deseased
call on tha sirens, I seem him murdered in tha streets
now rest in peace
Is there heaven for a 'G' ?
remember me, so many homies in tha cemetary
shed so many tears
It is a sad life growing up in the ghetto. A defense against this is to become emotional numb with weed or alcohol or worse. And while Tupac did his share of this he was able to muster a depth of emotion when he needed. As he said in one of this interviews from Prison, “You don’t want to see what comes after me. Because they won’t have any compassion.” Looking on the scene today I believe this to be true. Again too we see the wondering where heaven comes for the downtrodden.
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