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The Story Behind Poetic Justice

Writer's POV

Alright, I know you all are waiting to hear everything about Poetic Justice—the full tracklist, the songs, the lyrics, all of it.

But let's take a step back for a second.

Because I think I missed one of the most important details of the story.

Why did Tupac name his album Poetic Justice?

What's the meaning behind it?

And before we even get to that, there's one crucial moment missing.

Did I forget to write about it?

Or did I just want to make you suffer with this massive cliffhanger?

(Insert evil laugh here.)

…

Just kidding.

Now, let's get serious.

From here on, the storytelling is about to get even better. Because while I don't know how to write rap, I do know how to tell a story.

And this album?

It's a story.

A story about justice.

A story about injustice.

A story that needs to be told.

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Album intro : ""

The album doesn't start with music.

It starts with an argument.

Two voices—heated, aggressive.

You can hear the tension, the anger.

Then, one of the voices becomes clear.

Tupac.

"Man, f* you, Jerry Heller! And f*** N.W.A!"**

First track : Unjustice

A door slams shut.

A car engine starts.

Then, the beat kicks in.

Not just a regular hip-hop beat.

It's cinematic.

You can hear the night, the city, the tension.

Tupac begins rapping—not just a song, but a scene, a real-life moment.

A Quiet Night in L.A.

It's a late night in Los Angeles.

Tupac is behind the wheel, driving alone.

The streetlights reflect off the windshield as he rolls through the city.

It's peaceful.

Or at least, it should be.

Then—

Red and blue lights flash in the rearview mirror.

A police siren wails.

Tupac looks up.

Another traffic stop.

Another routine encounter with the police.

Or so he thinks.

He pulls over, his heartbeat syncing with the beat of the track.

The car idles.

Tupac rolls down the window.

A cop steps up.

"License and registration."

Tupac hands it over.

Then, the cop stares at the name.

His expression changes.

"Wait… Tupac Shakur?"

The energy shifts.

It's no longer just a traffic stop.

Now, it's something else.

Another cop approaches.

They exchange glances.

One of them smirks.

"Step out of the vehicle."

Tupac hesitates.

"For what?"

No answer.

Just force.

They yank him out of the car.

The beat fades—replaced by raw sounds.

Grunts.

Fists connecting.

Tupac hitting the pavement.

He tries to defend himself, but the moment he moves—

A gun cocks.

One cop presses his knee onto Tupac's back.

Another points a pistol at his head.

"Stay down, motherf*er."

Silence.

Then, the beat creeps back in.

Darker.

Heavier.

Tupac's voice returns—stronger, angrier, but controlled.

And then—

He tells the world what happened.

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The Aftermath

Tupac raps about the lawsuit—

How he filed a $10 million case against the LAPD for excessive force.

How the case made headlines for one day—then disappeared.

How the two cops only got a few days' suspension before going back to work like nothing happened.

How the media didn't care.

How Black men getting beaten by police wasn't newsworthy—it was just normal.

He raps about the anger.

The helplessness.

The realization that, in America, justice isn't for everyone.

And that's when it clicks.

That's when you understand why the album is called Poetic Justice.

Because justice in America isn't real.

It's just a poem.

A story they tell people to make them feel safe.

But in reality?

There is no justice.

Just survival.

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The Final Words of the Track

Before the track ends, the music fades again.

A clip from an interview plays.

A reporter asks Afeni Shakur, Tupac's mother:

"How much did this incident change Tupac?"

Afeni pauses.

Then, she answers.

"It changed his whole worldview."

"Because almost every young Black man will experience this at least once in their life."

Her voice grows softer.

"There was one word that kept repeating in his mind after that night."

The music stops.

A heartbeat-like drum plays.

Afeni's voice echoes.

"Changes."

And just like that—

Track 1 ends.

The album Poetic Justice has just begun.

Second track " Changes "

The moment the first track, Unjustice, ends, the album doesn't give the listener time to breathe.

It jumps straight into the next song.

A soft piano melody begins to play.

It's different.

It's not angry.

It's reflective.

Then, a soulful voice comes in.

"Ooh, yeah…"

The beat kicks in.

And then—

Tupac starts rapping.

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Track 2: "Changes"

"I see no changes, wake up in the morning and I ask myself

Is life worth livin'? Should I blast myself?"

The words hit like a punch to the chest.

Tupac isn't just rapping.

He's questioning life itself.

He's speaking for every Black kid growing up in the struggle—for every person waking up to poverty, to violence, to hopelessness.

"I'm tired of bein' poor and, even worse, I'm Black

My stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch"

The system isn't built for them to survive.

So they do what they have to do.

The world calls them criminals.

But did they ever have a choice?

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The Reality of America

Then, the verse shifts to the real enemy.

The system.

"Cops give a damn about a negro

Pull the trigger, kill a nigga, he's a hero"

One less problem for society.

One less hungry mouth on welfare.

The government doesn't want to help Black communities—they just want them gone.

"First ship 'em dope and let 'em deal to brothers

Give 'em guns, step back, watch 'em kill each other"

Tupac exposes the truth—the cycle of destruction wasn't an accident.

It was designed.

Planned.

Executed.

And when someone tries to fight back?

"It's time to fight back," that's what Huey said

Two shots in the dark, now Huey's dead"

Huey Newton—the co-founder of the Black Panther Party.

Murdered.

Because he dared to stand up.

The system doesn't change.

Because it was never meant to.

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The Pain of Change

Tupac doesn't just talk about racism.

He talks about us.

How Black people are forced to fight each other instead of coming together.

"We gotta start makin' changes

Learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant strangers"

He dreams of going back to simpler times—when people weren't divided, when kids could just be kids.

But…

"Things change, and that's the way it is."

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The Hook: The Harsh Truth

"That's just the way it is…"

The chorus hits.

Soft, yet heartbreaking.

It's the truth everyone knows but doesn't want to accept.

"Things'll never be the same."

No matter how much you fight, no matter how much you try—

"That's just the way it is."

And it hurts.

Because even when you believe in change—

The world tells you it's impossible.

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Verse 2: The Root of the Problem

Tupac isn't done.

He takes the message even deeper.

"I see no changes, all I see is racist faces

Misplaced hate makes disgrace to races"

Racism isn't just about skin color.

It's about division.

Making people hate each other for no reason.

But where does it start?

"Take the evil out the people, they'll be actin' right

'Cause both Black and white are smokin' crack tonight"

The system doesn't just destroy Black people.

It destroys everyone.

Poverty.

Drugs.

Violence.

It's a war.

But instead of fighting the real enemy, people fight each other.

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A Dream That Feels Impossible

Tupac knows change can happen.

But he also knows it won't be easy.

"And although it seems heaven-sent

We ain't ready to see a Black president"

He knows America isn't ready for real change.

Because change means breaking the system.

And the system doesn't want to be broken.

"It ain't a secret, don't conceal the fact

The penitentiary's packed and it's filled with Blacks"

It's all connected.

The prisons.

The drugs.

The violence.

The government wants to keep people trapped—because as long as they're fighting to survive, they can't fight for change.

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Verse 3: The Final Message

Tupac's voice shifts.

It's not just frustration anymore.

It's a call to action.

"We gotta make a change

It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes"

He's tired of the excuses.

Tired of waiting.

Tired of hearing the same problems with no solutions.

"Let's change the way we eat

Let's change the way we live

And let's change the way we treat each other"

It's not just about laws.

It's about how we live every day.

Because if we don't change, nothing else will.

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The Final Verse: Survival

Tupac brings it back to reality.

"And still I see no changes, can't a brother get a little peace?"

Even if you try to change—the world still fights back.

Poverty still exists.

War still exists.

And instead of fighting poverty, the government fights drugs—

"So the police can bother me."

It's all a game.

And Tupac sees through it.

"And as long as I stay Black, I gotta stay strapped"

Not because he wants to.

But because he has to.

Because in America—

Being Black means being a target.

And if you don't protect yourself—

You don't survive.

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The Sound of Reality

As the song reaches its end, Tupac raps about revenge.

About the reality that in the streets—violence only leads to more violence.

And that's when it happens.

The beat slows.

A gunshot.

"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat,"

And the song fades.

Not with hope.

Not with resolution.

But with the sound of the cycle continuing.

Because even with all his words—

Even with all his wisdom—

Some things never change.

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March 29th, 1990 – The Reaction

The album is only two tracks in.

But already—

The world is shook

It's too real.

Too raw.

It's not just a song.

It's a mirror.

And when people look into it, they see themselves.

The pain.

The struggle.

The truth.

And the industry?

They weren't ready.

Because for the first time—

Hip-hop wasn't just entertainment.

It was a revolution.

To be continued…

Author

Due to me release the 4 chapter together it missed up my stock chapter because I need to work harder to catch up to my previous number of stock chapter. So now I am releasing 4 chapter when we get 200 power stone without giving power stone to myself.

I mean I am biggest fan of my own writing story. Goo look at it 😂

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