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All Eyez Recognized His Pain
You started having premonitions once you transitioned into fame
Frequently mentioned death's transmissions calling out your name
Never refrained from conveying how pain haunted your spirit
Palpable and relatable were the words of your lyrics
A cleric couldn't spill it any better or clever
Talented thespian with chameleon endeavors
Survivor of five shot fire from going into Quad
They tried to slaughter but just made you go more hard
Charred scars caused an ailment of paranoia
Unsure of what door had foes coming for ya
Ninety-four tore your mental before the penal
Many turned against you at the sexual assault trial
Fake smiles of faux friends came to an end
As you slid through your bid in the FED pen
Then you began your stint with Death Row
Took pent up vents and allowed them to flow
In tow was more music than one disc could handle
All Eyez On Me CD is a classic on my rap mantle
You dismantled the game frame by lyrical frame
I Ain't Mad At You depicted you as a vic being slain
It's like your brain sustained thoughts of an early demise
A tortured soul who composed a poem called In The Event Of My Demise
You recognized that blue skies just weren't going to remain
Even when Above The Rim you dimmed the lights and created Pain
Frequently mentioned death's transmissions calling out your name
Never refrained from conveying how pain haunted your spirit
Palpable and relatable were the words of your lyrics
A cleric couldn't spill it any better or clever
Talented thespian with chameleon endeavors
Survivor of five shot fire from going into Quad
They tried to slaughter but just made you go more hard
Charred scars caused an ailment of paranoia
Unsure of what door had foes coming for ya
Ninety-four tore your mental before the penal
Many turned against you at the sexual assault trial
Fake smiles of faux friends came to an end
As you slid through your bid in the FED pen
Then you began your stint with Death Row
Took pent up vents and allowed them to flow
In tow was more music than one disc could handle
All Eyez On Me CD is a classic on my rap mantle
You dismantled the game frame by lyrical frame
I Ain't Mad At You depicted you as a vic being slain
It's like your brain sustained thoughts of an early demise
A tortured soul who composed a poem called In The Event Of My Demise
You recognized that blue skies just weren't going to remain
Even when Above The Rim you dimmed the lights and created Pain
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