There will never be another who had the voice to inspire. Seems like everytime you touched a pen or pad, you spoke from your heart. While everyone was saying the same thing, you were different in your delivery and style. You're poetry was unique on how it related to people. Thug life was revolutionary in what it meant. Liberty and justice. No judgment in covers, but to look at ourselves and understand it's no color to killing, drug abuse, child neglect; miseducation of mind and body. That everyone breathes the same, should have the same freedoms. Man, the day you died, left many possibilities you could've done. But, look at at your light as it continues to shine. You're music still bumping, blunts still smoked in your honor. There'll never be another who could inspire like you. Rest in Pac. You're missed."
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