Lyrical Breakdown of 2Pac - Pac's Life - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• Lyric Overview: Witness how 2Pac weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "2Pac - Pac's Life" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that 2Pac employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Uh oh, uh oh Oh, oh They ain't ready for this Uh huh LT Hutton, Snoog Dogg, T.I. It's that new Pac yall Uh oh, let's get it, Oh! Pac's Life (Yeah, uh huh) Everybody talk about Pac's Life (And you ain't even know the homie) But what do you know about Pac's Life? (What you know about Pac's Life?) Yeah Everybody talk about Pac's Life (Outlaw, Outlaw, yeah) Started with five shots, niggaz plottin' to kill em' Never figured that, that same nigga'd sell five million Hit the charts like a madman nothin' but hits Court cases got a nigga facin' multiple digits Dodgin cop cars look at how we come so far Picture high school dropout rollin' the double R House full of happiness weed and drink Way out sortin' trouble tryna find me king Never pictured livin' longer than my twenty-first Thought I'd be locked down, cracked out or in the dirt And though it hurt's to see the change It comes with the fame Why we gossip in the silly games To all the motherfuckers speakin down on me - This is the night, Why is everybody caught up in Pac's Life To all ya'll niggaz, conversatin' on my life Mind your motherfuckin' business! Pac's Life (Yeah, uh huh) Everybody talk about Pac's Life (And you ain't even know the homie) But what do you know about Pac's Life? (What you know about Pac's Life?) Yeah Everybody talk about Pac's Life (Outlaw, Outlaw, yeah) When we first hung out together, I met you with the homie We had no intentions of becoming homies But at no time at all, you became my dog You showed me how to roll blunts, we used to bounce and ball I was living on Bush in the pent house suites Had my lil' cousin Daz hook you up with some beats It was Outlaw, Dogg Pound, Death Row Records, man we tore up the town Snoop Dogg and Dr. Dre and now we got Pac, it felt like a drizzeam Remember when I told Suge to put you on the tizzeam And you know that I was true Cause I took the focus off of me to put 'All Eyez On you' And we became the most hunted together, '2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted' And our relationship was genuwine Wanna know how I know about Pac's Life? Cause was a friend of mine Pac's Life (Yeah, uh huh) Everybody talk about Pac's Life (And you ain't even know the homie) But what do you know about Pac's Life? (What you know about Pac's Life?) Yeah Everybody talk about Pac's Life (Outlaw, Outlaw, yeah) Ey, what's happenin Pac' yeah I know we never got to meet But we know all the same people so we got the speed You taught me first -- fate nigga can't stop a G And all that shit you went through meant alot to me Watchin you lockin up with him, was a shame to see You know crack in the business did the same thing to me I get along with real niggaz, it's a lane to be Talkin' loud outta pocket tryna bang wit' me Well so I'm pullin' out my pocket, let it rain ya' see Now they all in the court room, blamin' me See we lived the same life and represent the same struggle Power to the real nigga and death to the sucker Money over bitches get to know em' before you love em' Death before dishonor never talk to army trouble Live by the same rules, so my wrist's tattooed With the same sorta' dude, with the same short fuse Pac's Life (Yeah, uh huh) Everybody talk about Pac's Life (And you ain't even know the homie) But what do you know about Pac's Life? (What you know about Pac's Life?) Yeah Everybody talk about Pac's Life (Outlaw, Outlaw, yeah)