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letra de dead or alive - sunlight2003

intro:
yo, biggie and pac, the legends of hip hop, what made rap into what it is today, so sad, but their legacies -will- live on, that’s for sure…

verse:
let’s not go separately we’ll talk about both of these legends
the only two people who never hit a dead end
but the world had some critics and considered their lyrics dahmer
but love them or hate them, no one predicted ballistic trauma
let’s start with pac, 2pac shakur; he knew how to rock the mic
without him, lyrics today wouldn’t even know thug life
but that night, 11:10pm, las vegas, nevada
september 13th, 1996, unfair, you didn’t have armour
if that red light changed, it would’ve ended different overall
but that intersection on the corner of flamingo and koval
you were shot once in the arm, once in the thigh and twice in the chest
died at 4:03 from respiratory failure and cardiopulmonary arrest
i think about the difference, what if you shot
and now i’m recalling the events, 2pac
now he’s notorious, you all know that biggie had entendres
his lyrics were b.i.g., los angeles, california
march 9th, 1997, wilshire, boulevard
you sitting in the p-ssenger seat of the car
he whips down his window and draws a 9 mil’
you were shot 4 times in the chest it made you stop still
12:45am, the time of the incident
1:15am, you were pr-nounced dead
it was a big drama, your loose and easy flow is easily known
people be showing me your lyrics i swear by now that i’ve seen ‘em all
now biggie smalls, christopher wallace, 2pac shakur
you two will never be forgotten, the way that you rocked the world
but you stopped the nation; we still got a few good spitters left
slim, kendrick, jay-z, dre, 50 cent, royce, tech
but the new type of rap that people love is just mumbling
lil yachty, 21 savage, migos don’t even cut it
i think that if you’re gonna do something, you gotta do it good
don’t matter if you’re white, black, purple or from the hood
just understand that fans come from talent, not money
they put out an album, drink, smoke and party till it’s sunny
for a week, they get no sleep, no time for writing raps
that’s not rap, i push myself daily to hit the pad
but it sucks that we’ve lost two of the greatest in the game
and because of your fame i bet you i’ll always remember your name
but hip hop’s not finished, it’s still the hype
it’ll never be finished, dead or alive…

- sunlight2003

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