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Tupac's response to the recent brash of celebrities dying: an authoritative interpretative account

Celebrities Dyin

celebrities they be dyin
ain't no use in cryin
billy mays mops ain't dryin
michael jackson's songs flyin
off radios spun back we might
find ABCs and 1-2-3s and billy jean's jeans
beat queens and beat dreams
got nothing but the best respect
the old dayz got me feeling spent
I wish I could spend more time with ya
to be real more than a record deal

CHORUS
its hard to be a celebrity
take it from me
putting our lives on the line
hoping to get a little run
damn - you think you know me
you don't know shit
we burn up then we gone
just the same ol' song

we burn up we burn out X4

I was just a boy hustlin streets
bustin fat beats on summer days
without a care
angels stacked posters with bombastic racks
girl your bangin body got me wishin my name is Charlie
but you ain't see any niggaz ridin Harleys
shit - what you think of that
I got strapped just to watch my back
if you don't watch yo'self you get jacked
but really it is the drugs that do us in
we burnin
Dre knows how it is its just a biz
ain't no use sellin chronic getting mad cash
pushing Dr. Pepper on us
its just another day and niggaz gotta get paid

CHORUS X2

we burn up we burn out X4

I ain't never be gone
Machiavelli just too strong
leavin a footprint on the world
Jackson five times five triggers for the good
sellin albums and movies as it should be
the beat goes on and the beat goes on and
the beat goes on and the beasts catch on
there ain't no end to today
we just get played

CHORUS X2

we burn up we burn out X12

posted by Will at 9:27 PM

2 Comments:

Blogger Alana Noel Voth said...

Absolute brilliance.

But, seriously, drop the "by a middle-class white male." I think, yeah, pretty sure. This feels to me as if it comes from a sincere place. Not a joke. A real ode. I don't know. I'm at work right now and have only read the song once, but upon my first read, I was struck by your attempt at authenticity.

I got to think about this some more . . .

Peace,
A

Oh, P.S. Did you see your nomination? :-)

Oh, P.S.S. Write more about Daisy. Thanks!

9:57 AM PDT  
Blogger Will said...

Yeah, I've been tossing around ideas for how to title it... the thing is, the entire irony of the piece comes from the fact that it is me writing it... Someone other than Tupac that doesn't know him and is acting like I have some sort of authority to write what he thinks - which is what the poem is attacking. I need a new title, but I haven't quite found the words I want to use for it yet.

Yeah, I did see my nomination, and when I get some time I'll properly respond to it in a new post.

10:01 AM PDT  

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