Tupac Shakur


In the Event of My Demise


In the event of my Demise

when my heart can beat no more

I Hope I Die

For A Principleor A

Belief that I had Lived 4

I will die Before My Time

Because I feel the shadow's Depth

so much I wanted 2 accomplish

before I reached my Death

I have come 2 grips

with the possibility

and wiped the last tear from my eyes

I Loved All who were Positive

In the event of my Demise

Langston Hughes Poetry


"Night Funeral in Harlem "

Night funeral
In Harlem:
Where did they get
Them two fine cars?
Insurance man, he did not pay--
His insurance lapsed the other day--
Yet they got a satin box
for his head to lay.
Night funeral
In Harlem:
Who was it sent
That wreath of flowers?
Them flowers came
from that poor boy's friends--
They'll want flowers, too,
When they meet their ends.
Night funeral
in Harlem:
Who preached that
Black boy to his grave?
Old preacher man
Preached that boy away--
Charged Five Dollars
His girl friend had to pay.
Night funeral
In Harlem:
When it was all over
And the lid shut on his head
and the organ had done played
and the last prayers been said
and six pallbearers
Carried him out for dead
And off down Lenox Avenue
That long black hearse done sped,
The street light
At his corner
Shined just like a tear--
That boy that they was mournin'
Was so dear, so dear
To them folks that brought the flowers,
To that girl who paid the preacher man--
It was all their tears that made
That poor boy's
Funeral grand.
Night funeral
In Harlem.


Tupac: Ghetto Gospel Lyrics

Ghetto Gospel:

If I could recollect before my hood dayz
I would sit in bliss and reminis on the good dayz.
I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to'em
They stressed and goin under.
We never really went through that Cause we was born
Today things change, it's a shame
They blame it on the youth cause the truth look strange
For them it;s worse, we come from a world that;s cursed
And it hurts.
Cause any day they;ll push the button.
And y;all condemned like malcom x and uncle bob
They died for nothin.
Make the people teary, the world looks dreary
But when you wipe your eyes you see it clearly.
There's no need for you to fear me.
If you take the time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me.
It ain't about black or white, both doin I hope you see the light before it's ruined
My ghetto gospel

It's ok, it's ok, it's ok
My ghetto gospel
Tell me do you see that old lady she ain't sad
Living out a bag, in rags, loving the things she has
Over there see that lady, the cracks got her crazy.
And she's gonna give birth to a baby?
I shouldnt let it phase me.
We out of the projects
Jumped into another form of slavery.
And even now I get discouraged.
I wonder if its tooken all back will I still keep the courage.
I refuse to be a role model.
I keep control on the hoes and take out my old bottle.
I make mistakes, I learn from everyone.
And when its said and done, ill be called a better one.
If I strecth you dont stretch.
Never forget, god is gonna finish with me yet.
I feel his hands on my brain.
When I write ryhmes, i go blind, and let the lord do this thing. But am I any less holy, I
choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies
And then world peace, we tried and failed
Now there's war in the streets
My ghetto gospel

I remember grandmas hands use to hold me
Mold me, I never forget the things she told me
Brothas a butt, and played the big shot
But you know grannys are the only other thing lil ghetto kids got.
Mom's work, and pop's burried.
Drop me off at granny's, left without a heart cause she's worried
And ghetto grannys are like books.
We got some many crooks, so many granny's gettin shook.
And gettin trapped in a nursing home.
Times is hard, and even worse alone
And how could you be so cold,
Youll get your turn, as soon as you turn old.
All they ask of every person,
Is for a brotha to figure whats on his mind when he's cursin.
9 out of 10 youll find them problems.
Time to take listen and see what you can do to solve them. Cause every body needs a little help
On the way of relying on ones self.
And think about it, why 2pac hit you with a little ghetto gospel My ghetto gospel

I wake up stone cold gangsta main
See ya gave me ghetto gospel, i thank you main
Use to roll in the back and do drugs a lot.
Now im bangin the tracks, slangin ryhmes I got.
In this world of greed tryin to succeed on my beliefs.
Now I lay me down to sleep, lord can you hear me speak.
Can you forgive me for my sins
If I had it all to do again, id still play to win I hope the lord can understand me.
A mans gotta do what he can for his family.
And pay the price of being hellbound.
But i ratha see hell later than see hell now.
And the devil aint got nothin on the president.
Cut back and keep us trapped in our residence.
And be like animals in cages.
We can rant and rave about slavery for ages.
Or we can stop makin awful
And hitem with a lil ghetto gospel My ghetto gospel.

Hughes "Weary Blues"

Weary Blues

1 Droning a drowsy syncopated tune,
2 Rocking back and forth to a mellow croon,
3 I heard a Negro play.
4 Down on Lenox Avenue the other night
5 By the pale dull pallor of an old gas light
6 He did a lazy sway ....
7 He did a lazy sway ....
8 To the tune o' those Weary Blues.
9 With his ebony hands on each ivory key
10 He made that poor piano moan with melody.
11 O Blues!
12 Swaying to and fro on his rickety stool
13 He played that sad raggy tune like a musical fool.
14 Sweet Blues!
15 Coming from a black man's soul.
16 O Blues!
17 In a deep song voice with a melancholy tone
18 I heard that Negro sing, that old piano moan--
19 "Ain't got nobody in all this world,
20 Ain't got nobody but ma self.
21 I's gwine to quit ma frownin'
22 And put ma troubles on the shelf."
23 Thump, thump, thump, went his foot on the floor.
24 He played a few chords then he sang some more--
25 "I got the Weary Blues
26 And I can't be satisfied.
27 Got the Weary Blues
28 And can't be satisfied--
29 I ain't happy no mo'
30 And I wish that I had died."
31 And far into the night he crooned that tune.
32 The stars went out and so did the moon.
33 The singer stopped playing and went to bed
34 While the Weary Blues echoed through his head.
35 He slept like a rock or a man that's dead.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

TUPAC/ HUGHES

Tupac/ Hughes

Gospel comes to mean some form of truth or absolute truth, then “Ghetto Gospel”
could most likely mean truth or truths coming from the “Ghetto”, or poor neighborhood,
a reality within a poor community. Good news or positive attitude, even through the most
trying situations of places.
Langston Hughes poem is a narrative about the dearth of an average man in a community,
who, although his life may have been unimportant to the people outside his circle, had a sad
reality within him. The poem describes situations that occur in poorer communities,
reminding us of some or many struggles while the character lived, “ insurance man……”,
and even sadder at his funeral where the priest was paid a mere five dollars and his
his girlfriend had to spring for it, and that the only thing that made the funeral grand were
the tears of all who beheld it. The tone of the poem is very sad, without overly analyzing the
mans years before his death. In Tupac’s song on the other hand, he relays to his audience
the same emotional state, but goes on to describe his own flaws, and shortcomings that
caused him grief. He sets to show cause for his misery, where Langston only describe the
aftermath of a sad life. As sad as both poems are, ultimately there is an undertone of hope,
perherps in life.
Generally it could mean that, in a universal sense, leaving one form of trouble to enter
another. Almost like “from frying pan into fire”. Tupac comments how, whether in poor
communities or not, our own follies and shortsightedness in situation that lead us from bad
to worse.
Langston Hughes treatment of death has the typical tone of one’s perception of death, very
sad yet with the undertone that it is expected that it is the natural procession of life, people
gathered to the funeral and burial, for some , a chance to say goodbye to someone, for others, i.e. pallbearers, business as usual and note, gives the reader the almost anticipated response; “life goes on” so does death. Tupac on the other hand, knowing the inevitability of death at least wants a memorable death to accomplish something, and to be someone upon death and be remembered. He has come to grips with the end; he just wants it under his condition. One can say that Langston’s poem is emotionally neutral yet sad depiction of something that happens indefinitely to each and all, but has a sense of normality “business as usual again”. Tupac’s treatment of death in his poem is almost a race or challenge as if he is saying I know I am going to die, but it is going to be my way. Yet he gives in and is accepting of it. Langston, sad, but expected it as a natural process. Tupac, accepting that if all goes to plan, defiant till the end, yet as if he knew he would die. Langston Hughes embraced the broad spectrum of African-American experiences in his poetry. He demonstrated the variances of different approaches and methods, while still concentrating on his position concerning the lives of common black people. This poem has great significance for its purpose, while also containing vast differences in structure, format, and poetic devices used.

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