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On the 13th of December, 1996, Tupak Shakur entered Heaven Free styling to the angels whom Found the beauty in a language Lost to them when trying to Understand mortals. The angels, amazed and petrified At the realness asked: " Who are you? Where did you come from?" And he flowed like a prophesy, What he spat was street life truth, And all the world was a ghetto. For a moment the angels were Concerned, but then the archangel Michael shook his hand and nodded, From then on Tupak was the first Thug Angel.
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Mar 9, 2016
Mar 9, 2016 at 6:48 PM UTC
Tupak Shakur in Heaven
On the 13th of December, 1996, Tupak Shakur entered Heaven Free styling to the angels whom Found the beauty in a language Lost to them when trying to Understand mortals. The angels, amazed and petrified At the realness asked: " Who are you? Where did you come from?" And he flowed like a prophesy, What he spat was street life truth, And all the world was a ghetto. For a moment the angels were Concerned, but then the archangel Michael shook his hand and nodded, From then on Tupak was the first Thug Angel.
R.I.P. Tupak
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Mar 9, 2016
Mar 9, 2016 at 6:48 PM UTC
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