Tupac Amaru Shakur nació el 16 de junio de 1971 en Harlem, Nueva York. Sus padres, Afeni Shakur y Billy Garland, eran miembros del Partido Pantera Negra, un movimiento revolucionario que luchaba por los derechos civiles de la comunidad afroamericana. Este entorno radical influyó profundamente en la vida y obra de Tupac.
De joven, Tupac demostró un talento excepcional para las artes escénicas. Asistió a la Escuela de Artes de Baltimore, donde estudió teatro, poesía y ballet. Allí conoció a Jada Pinkett, una amiga cercana que más tarde se convertiría en una destacada actriz de Hollywood.
En 1991, Tupac comenzó su carrera musical como corista del grupo de rap Digital Underground. Su talento rápidamente le permitió lanzar su primer álbum en solitario, 2Pacalypse Now, en 1991. Este disco causó controversia debido a sus letras cargadas de mensajes sociales y políticos.
En 1993, Tupac lanzó su segundo álbum, Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z., que incluía éxitos como I Get Around y Keep Ya Head Up. Este álbum consolidó su lugar en la industria musical y le otorgó un estatus de estrella.
A medida que su carrera musical crecía, Tupac también incursionó en el cine, protagonizando películas como Juice (1992) y Poetic Justice (1993) junto a Janet Jackson.
Tupac no estuvo exento de problemas legales. En 1994, fue acusado de abuso sexual y posteriormente sentenciado a prisión. Sin embargo, su influencia y popularidad no disminuyeron.
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Tuxedo Lyrics[Intro: Lil Wayne]
I ain't Aaron Rodgers 'cause I'm still on that pack, nigga
Still got 12 on my motherfuckin' back, nigga
Came home from jail, they was tryna send me back, nigga
I just called my nigga Donald Trump and that was that, nigga
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Fuckin' all night long when I wake up, I could barely walk
Money callin' me, I said, "Hello?" That shit said, "Can we talk?"
Don't care who these rappers are, they shit sound like salad bars
Countin' so much money, I'ma need a hand massage
I sip that sip like that sip Frappuccino
I wore a tuxedo to cook up a kilo
I'm in the kitchen lookin' like Al Pacino
Whippin' Aquafina 'til it's Pellegrino
Shout out the C.O. that gave me some pussy in jail
On the d-low, she one, double zero
Shout out thе freak ho that I gave the lеad role
But this is a b-roll, lowkey had me emo, fuck
[Chorus: Lil Wayne & Euro]
I ain't a killer but you pushin' me
I smoke your lil ass like some kushery
I burn your lil ass like a DVD
I caught my lil' ho with a EBT
I think this ho thinking 'bout havin' ten of me
Ten of me, ten of me, ten of me
She want some company, she want some misery
She want some Tiffany's, bitch, you a Heffany
I know the bad times won't ever replace the good (The good)
I got some new money comin' in, gotta make room (Check)
[Verse 2: Euro]
Instead of me holdin' a trophy, I'd rather my brothers
I got a homie who stay in the field on the mound
Had a hell of a splitter but now he inside and he totin' a cutter
They put a lil' thing on the side that go clickin'
And make it go, "Brr", smoother than butter and I'm always tellin' myself
"Just 'cause he showin' me love, it do not mean they love us"
I'm takin' my time and can nobody rush us
Said she got a man with a whole lot of rules
And she breakin' em all so I'm doin' her justice
Don't leave me alone, I never did trust us
Too many eyes on the team like I'm sendin' a text with no auto-correct, uh, uh
Say she a virgin until she get fucked like a slut on the jet
I only come to collect, I'ma go through all the threat without makin' a threat
Shit is a movie, it's lookin' like Tubi and I'm seein too many flaws in your set
Still on road and I came off tourin' and I ain't shit but I'm still important
I don't judge and I do no courtin', it ain't nothin' left when I take my portion
We gon' die enormous, playin' no games and I still be scorin'
Ain't shit pretty, my bitch is gorgeous, now that man in the mirror ain't normal
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
I ain't a killer but you pushin' me
I smoke your lil ass like some kushery
I burn your lil ass like a DVD
I caught my lil' ho with a EBT
I think this ho thinking 'bout havin' ten of me
Ten of me, ten of me, ten of me
She want some company, she want some misery
She want some Tiffany's, bitch, you a Heffany
I know the bad times won't ever replace the good (The good)
I got some new money comin' in, gotta make room (Yeah)
[Outro: Lil Wayne]
I ain't Aaron Rodgers 'cause I'm still on that pack, nigga
Still got twelve on my motherfuckin' back, nigga
Came home from jail, they was tryna send me back, nigga
I just called my nigga Donald Trump and that was that, nigga