#tupaclives

[mamigangsta]

[timmurleyart]

Chili 2pac. 🌶🖤❤️🎤🌟

[makafuckinveli]

[bluepurpledot]

keep your head up - tupac

[unprophetee]

[plantwz]

[badgalaari]

tupac shakur

[fakyumoruk]

[trapwords]

[eyeamsevn]

A few years after I moved down to ATL, I started working for a really good but now defunct property management company named Archstone(This was 2001 and it had been acquired by Lehman brothers so when the 08 mortgage bubble burst, so did Lehman brothers and Archstone along with it. But I digress). Anyway, one of my coworkers was a guy from Lafayette Louisiana named Kenneth Glaude. He was a little older than me and was a hip hop head(and the dude was straight hilarious) so based off of that we hit it off really good off the rip. We'd work, laughing and talking music all day. I had just started dating a girl from New Orleans(Danielle) and he would hip me to Louisiana cuisine, he'd drive to Lafayette and I'd give him cash to stop in New Orleans and buy some boudin to bring back for me, or he'd go to Houston to pick up mix cassettes of artists from Houston's local rap scene, DJ Screw, Mike Jones, Screwed Up Clique, Slim Thug, Lil Keke, Big Pokie, Lil Flip, T. Ferris and Swishahouse, all of the cats who were coming up at the time. So many cats that I can't even remember. Sure I knew about UGK, The Geto Boys, Rap a Lot, J Prince, Suave House, Tony Draper and all of that but that was about it, this cat knew it all about the next wave of Houston rap so I knew Houston's rap scene was gonna pop long before the rest of the country did. I was listening to all of the newest and hottest Houston had to offer at the time thanks to my co-worker. He taught me about sittin on a slab, swangin, candy paint, chopped and screwed music, boppers....all of that. Anyway, he lived on the property we worked at so sometimes we'd spend lunch at his apartment or after work we'd sit in the living room, listen to tapes, vibe out and he'd break down who was who rapping, who produced what, what part of Houston they were from...basically break down the entire back story of all of these new artist and producers. When you walked into his apartment the first thing you noticed when you entered his living room was a giant 10" by 14" picture of him and Tupac framed and hanging over his fireplace. Finally(after hanging out there a dozen or so times) I asked him..."Say bruh, when you meet Tupac?" Well, story was that the pic was taken outside of a convenience store in Atlanta on Roswell road. He and his friend were going in and Pac was standing at a pay phone outside of the store smoking a cigarette making a call. They lose it!!!! This was shortly after the movie Poetic Justice had hit the big screen and it was a hit. He said Pac was real cool, finished his call and just started kicking it with my friend and his buddy. My friends buddy had a big crush on Janet Jackson so he asks Pac how was it kissing Janet in which Pac replied..."Just like kissing any other(let's just say he used the word "woman"...but you can imagine what word Pac really used). He said his friend really ain't like it when Pac said that. Well, at the time my friends mother had just died and he told Tupac...."Bruh, you need to write a song about appreciating your momma. I just lost mine and when your momma dies life ain't the same. You start thinking about all the times you took her presence for granted."...he said Pac was like..."Yeah? Hmmm..." and kinda grabbed his chin like he was in thought about it. Then, his friend had a disposable camera in the car that had a few shots left and they took pictures with Tupac and left. And that's how that picture came about...then he said about a year after that picture was taken one day he was driving down Peachtree street when he heard Tupac's Dear Momma on the radio.

True story.

[timmurleyart]

Tupac Tuesday. ☝🏽🎤🌟

[bumba-clot]

[plasticartier]

[rappersdigestmedia]

Watch "DEATH ROW RECORDS MOMENTS COMPILATION" on YouTube

[unprophetee]

[worldlsad]