"We talk a lot about Malcolm X and Martin Luther King, Jr., but it's time to be like them, as strong as them. I don't want to be a role model. I just want to be someone who says, "This is who I am and this what I do."
-- 2Pac, bio for Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z., 1993
I had to write a 2Pac tribute story for my job. It was one of the hardest assignments I had to write ever. For two weeks, I couldn't bang out a sentence on my computer keyboard explaining why 2Pac was/is such a beloved rap icon. Otherwise typing, "2Pac is dead," I was coming up blanks. I was having a serious mental block.
I mean, what can be said about 2Pac that hasn't already been said or documented? To be honest, I was never a HUGE fan of 2Pac. After Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z., I most loved the late rap icon's singles more than his entire albums. "Dear Mama," "So Many Tears," "When My Homies Call," "Hail Mary," "Keep Ya Head Up," "Holler If You Hear Me," "California Love," "I Ain't Mad at Cha" and "Changes" were just some of my favorite 2Pac joints.
2Pac was all things to many people: He's an ex-con, a charasmatic actor, an activist, a misoygnist, a lyricist, a son, a brother, a revolutionary.
For me, 2Pac was a great rapper who died way before his time. A man who wasn't afraid to speak his mind. Now, don't get it twisted, I'm not exalting 2Pac to G.O.A.T. status -- dead or alive.
I just simply loved the man's music. Period.
2Pac is a beloved artist who will be sorely missed.
And on the 10th Anniversary of 2Pac's untimely death, the only thing I can say about 'Pac is . . .
I ain't mad at cha.
Rest In Peace. God Bless The Dead.
3rd Eye Open poet/MC hardCore did a better job explaining 2Pac's legacy, read his 2Pac tribute right HERE.