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Hey Zack Sup Gee Wheres Pac P Pac died I arrived 1994 war They bleach my skin An create og an hoover Rappers dying with rhymes But I was crucified Zack died So 2s Alive Im in my prime Set back 50 Fountain youthing My youngins Murders shooters Drug dealers Ex convicts Tryna make a living Tatted **** I spoke 1st They dissapear a ***** Crackafied Daily i die Still my pride Bullet to the head Numerous nations Worlds greatest Ferrior weapons Alien technology **** zee Am i cloned Explain these dreams Lucid walking Woke before waking Wake me World dying for the making So ill be taken Taking
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Feb 23, 2024
Feb 23, 2024 at 8:26 PM UTC
"LETTER TO PAC" BY: Z
At your denial you were at your creative all-time-best as you added vivid detail that distracted and buried the facts beneath a story that captured our imagination rather than releasing the truth of the situation and risking the shame of a truer declaration lying a few lines beneath your masterly woven but ultimately deceptive late night conversation. And you left us none the wiser.
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Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 2:22 AM UTC
Denial