One night in Miami At the Fontainebleau Hotel Meeting of the minds Began The topic of the industry And all its misery Took flight for us to fight We were tired of being Bullied Our meeting was secret Nobody knew our motives
X marks the spot Even though it was dark And this hell was hot 2pac was the inspirational general We were young soldiers As we fought on different planes To maintain When they only wanted to drain Our creativity While he was on Stage preaching I was reaching For humanity to take heed To our ghetto sound gospel The Messiah was amongst The ones who needed him The most So our spirits stayed close It was a time Where we were going to share The stage I was ready finally To see and hear My brother again We were going to represent THE MOST HIGH …together Having solidarity Praying for the conditions Of our people It never happened The powers that be Locked him down He still kept his head up Never dropped his crown Even though they caught him slipping’ He got out of rehab steady ripping Stereotypes and naysayers Trying to say he was deadbeat But he proved He was a great dad His crime was just killing beats With his lyrical skills of poetry The Most High gave him a sign Compelling him to have Bible study online Reached so many souls Different places but same goals My brother without the same mother Same father in heaven though So it hurt me to see his True legacy and his presence go The beat machine that once had The ultimate kingdom flow
