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Death Of A Gangster As I Will Not Cry Essay

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Fire in my eyes, I will not cry. Living the life of a gangster as I watch time fly by, only wanting the best, I will find a way to make it further than the rest. Poverty, Equality, Respect is all I want to see. I will be the greatest even if the white people don’t want me to be. Seeing the struggle only one mother, taking care of a child, no food, no water, watch I change the dial. Doing what I know and what I can, I will make a stand. Not just for me, but you too, I see the youngsters as my nephew. Or niece, I will be here to keep peace, forty millimeter strapped to me. It shot fast did you see? Just here to tell my story about the world while still trying to catch a couple of girls. The rich sit back and take shots, trying to throw my community under rug. In the hood weed is our drug. I am Tupac Shakur, and I changed the rap game by being a poetic gangster. In my first couple of lines of my song “Changes”, I rapped "I 'm tired of bein ' poor and even worse I 'm black, my stomach hurts, so I 'm lookin ' for a purse to snatch," in these lines I exemplify how many black people in America live in poverty and are not given as many opportunities as the white man. For us to do right we have no choice but to become convicts just to get by. We had to turn to jacking old women for a couple of dollars just to get a cheeseburger and fries to eat. I continued this when I proclaimed "Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares? One less hungry mouth on the welfare." I then went

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