some lyrics and a poem. plz comment and vote.

In memory of tupac.

Tupac dawg, why you dead?
You was always on top of what the east coast said,
Tupac dawg why you gone?
Hip Hop today just feels so wrong,
Tupac dawg why'd you have to leave?
You made an entire generation of blacks believe,
Tupac dawg now your nothing but a name,
And rap will never ever be the same,
Tupac dawg rest in peace,
Your name will always be on the lips of the streets
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MY Life.

I got my friends,I got my weed this is all i really need
I'm token and i pass it before i start choken
we need to roll another joint so pack it to the point.
now just sit back and laydown tell the morning comes around.

Im livin in the country selling an ounce a key
there's no place this quiet so its easy to refine it.
So many trees to hide it witch puts me at ease
the time has come to smoke it so lets just sit back and toke it.
the papers are all gone so we wip out the bong
fill the bowl to the top smoken it all but we aint gunna stop.

I got my friends,I got my weed this is all i really need
I'm token and i pass it before i start choken
we need to roll another joint so pack it to the point.
now just sit back and laydown tell the morning comes around.

I'v been on my own for some time now and im handeling it well
but there has bin times were im down and it feels like hell.
So i say pull my self together and it helps but not forever
i need a little bit of support so i can get up an deport.
When i get to the studio and go in to start singing
the room feels like it's caving in and my ears start ringing.

I got my friends,I got my weed this is all i really need
I'm token and i pass it before i start choken
we need to roll another joint so pack it to the point.
now just sit back and laydown tell the morning comes around.

When im in the mood ill go and hop on one of my boats
and sit in the middle of the water writing words in my notes.
But before i go back to my place and go to bed to pass out
im going to get out my fishing rod and catch some trout.
But even when the time comes for me to go back
no one, not even my friends will give me any slack.

please vote and comment i would like som feed back the poem about tupac should be the most liked. and the short song called *my life* its not really my life just couldent think of a name.