Legacy of a Thug (The Tu_Pac story)

Born into the struggle, in the heart of the pain
Mama fighting battles, fire in her veins
Pac grew up fast, learned the world was cold
Hustling through the streets, trying to break the mold
From the East Coast blocks to the Cali sun
He carried the weight, he was always on the run
A poet with a vision, anger in his eyes
Writing about the system and the hood's cries

From the projects to the booth, Pac stood tall
Speaking truth to power, giving voice to us all
Through the pain, through the fight, he never backed down
A soldier of the people, wearing his crown

It's a hard life, living as a thug
In a world that's broken, where there's no love
From the concrete rose, he bloomed so bright
Telling our stories in the darkest night
From "Brenda's Got a Baby" to "Keep Ya Head Up,"
Pac's words lifted us when the times were tough
He fought for respect, till the day he fell
But his spirit lives on, and his truth will never sell

He walked a tightrope between peace and war
Struggled with demons he couldn't ignore
In and out of courtrooms, locked in chains
Still dropping knowledge through the hurt and pain
"Me Against the World," Pac stood alone
But in the hearts of millions, he found his throne
"Dear Mama" to "Changes," his voice was pure
A voice for the voiceless, for those unsure

He rose from the ashes, still spitting flame
Every bar a weapon, every verse a name
Caught in the crossfire of the fame and the street
Pac stayed true, never facing defeat

It's a hard life, living as a thug
In a world that's broken, where there's no love
From the concrete rose, he bloomed so bright
Telling our stories in the darkest night
From "Brenda's Got a Baby" to "Keep Ya Head Up,"
Pac's words lifted us when the times were tough
He fought for respect, till the day he fell
But his spirit lives on, and his truth will never sell

The West Coast heat, the East Coast war
Torn between love and a battle for more
With Death Row's chains and Suge by his side
Pac rode fast, with nothing to hide
But in the streets, shadows started to creep
September nights where angels weep
A Vegas street, where the shots rang out
Took a king, left a world full of doubt

Though 2Pac's gone, his voice remains
Echoing through the struggle, through all the pain
"All Eyez on Me" still blazes loud
Pac's a legend now, standing proud
In every verse, in every song
His legacy of truth keeps pushing on
Gone too soon, but never erased
Pac's name forever embraced

It's a hard life