To Tupac: The Realest Shit I Ever Wrote
To celebrate the day of your birth
I think of all that you meant to me and this earth
I followed you since I was a lil nigga
Your rhymes meant more to me when I got bigga
At first I thought it was about havin fun and gettin down
Thought it was all about girls and gettin around
But there was so much more that you had to say
Get back at everyone that crossed you and make them pay
You were the "Rose That Grew From Concrete"
I would give anything to be at your feet
Just to learn from you and see the world through your eyes
That's why your music touched me and made me realize
Whenever I hear your music I wish you were still here
If you were still around all of hiphop would fear
Cause you wouldn't have let it get so played out
Niggas making money off you still, yo they sold out
It hurts to think about what more could have been
All of us in the world living in our lives of sin
You were the inspiriation that kept me going
I close my eyes and I picture you rollin'
There's nothing I can do to bring you back quicker
And you know Imma always pour out a l'il likka
but I guess I should end it on that note...
this be the realest shit I ever wrote...
I miss you nigga...
by,
Tim Bassett
June 16, 2004
