QUOTE (snoopnick @ May 21 2009, 08:25 PM)
Again, have you actually listened to his music? Nearly every one of his albums had tracks advocating social and cultural reform, but of course, you would never hear about them if you never bothered to open your mind.
T.H.U.G.L.I.F.E (which I'm guessing is why you refer to him as a "thug") was a code of ethics he created for the U.S. ghettos in efforts to curb growing gang violence and was modeled from Huey P Newton and the Black Panthers.
And his image is subjective, depending on how much you actually know about the person, which most Tupac detractors, like yourself, don't bother to learn about.
Do I think Tupac was on par with a Malcom or a King? No. But did he have the ideas, the following, and the potential? Yes, definitely. You're reasoning to say he didn't seems to stem from ignorance of his personal character and disdain for the hip-hop culture rather than listening to facts.
Out on bail fresh outta jail, California dreamin
Soon as I stepped on the scene, I'm hearin hoochies screamin
Fiendin for money and alcohol
the life of a west side playa where cowards die
and its all war
Only in Cali where we riot not rally to live and die
In L.A. we wearin Chucks not Ballies (that's right, uh)
Dressed in Locs and khaki suits and ride is what we do
Flossin but have caution we collide with other crews
Famous cause we program worldwide
Let'em recognize from Long Beach to Rosecrans
Bumpin and grindin like a slow jam, it's west side
So you know the row won't bow down to no man
Say what you say
But give me that bomb beat from Dre
Let me serenade the streets of L.A.
From Oakland to Sactown
The Bay Area and back down
Cali is where they put they mack down
how progressive. what part of this song, one of his most popular, is uplifting? The half he doesn't rap is worse. Image is what you create, and he chose to be a part of this. I don't remember the last time King rapped being a Georgia playa, or Malcolm X told bitches where he puts his mack down. Do i need to put more lyrics up here. Get your shit together, make heroes out of heroes, not rappers and sports stars.
Finger tips on the hips as I dip, gotta get a tight grip, don't slip
Loose lips sink ships, it's a trip
I love the way she licks her lips, see me jocking
Put a little twist in her hips cause I'm watching
Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn
Now we all alone, why the lights on?
Turn 'em off, time to set it off, get you wet and soft
Something's on your mind, let it off
You don't know me, you just met me, you won't let me
Well if I couldn't have it (silly rabbit) why you sweating me?
It's a lot of real G's doing time
Cause a groupy bit the truth and told a lie
You picked the wrong guy baby if you're too fly
You need to hit the door, search for a new guy
Cause I only got one night in town
Break out or be clown, baby doll are you down?
I get around
How about groupie bitches?