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-The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows they propel it
-Let these words be your earth and moon
-You consume every message
-As I lead this army make room for mistakes and depression
-And with that being said my nigga, let me ask this question:
-
-When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
-When shit hit the fan (one two, one two)
-When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
-When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
-
-The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows they propel it
-Let these words be your earth and moon
-You consume every message
-As I lead this army make room for mistakes and depression
-And with that being said my nigga, let me ask this question:
-
-When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
-When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
-Want you look to your left and right, make sure you ask your friends
-When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
-
-Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
-Could I let you down easily, is your heart where it need to be?
-Is your smile on permanent? Is your vow on lifetime?
-Would you know where the sermon is if I died in this next line?
-If I'm tried in a court of law, if the industry cut me off
-If the government want me dead, plant cocaine in my car
-Would you judge me a drug-head or see me as K. Lamar
-Or question my character and degrade me on every blog
-Want you to love me like Nelson, want you to hug me like Nelson
-I freed you from being a slave in your mind, you're very welcome
-You tell me my song is more than a song, it's surely a blessing
-But a prophet ain't a prophet til they ask you this question:
-
-When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
-When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
-Want you look to your left and right, make sure you ask your friends
-When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
-
-The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows they propel it
-Let my words be your earth and moon you consume every message
-As I lead this army make room for mistakes and depression
-And with that
-
-Do you believe in me? How much you believe in her?
-You think she gon' stick around if them 25 years occur?
-You think he can hold you down when you down behind bars hurt?
-You think y'all on common ground if you promise to be the first? Can you be immortalised without your life being expired?
-Even though you share the same blood is it worth the time?
-Like who got your best interest?
-Like how much are you dependent?
-How clutch are the people that say they love you?
-And who pretending?
-How tough is your skin when they turn you in?
-Do you show forgiveness?
-What brush do you bend when dusting your shoulders from being offended?
-What kind of den did they put you in when the lions start hissing?
-What kind of bridge did they burn?
-Revenge or your mind when it's mentioned?
-You wanna love like Nelson, you wanna be like Nelson
-You wanna walk in his shoes but you peacemaking seldom
-You wanna be remembered that delivered the message
-That considered the blessing of everyone
-This your lesson for everyone, say
-
-When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
-When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
-Want you look to your left and right, make sure you ask your friends
-When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
-
-The voice of Mandela, hope this flow stay propellin'
-Let my word be your Earth and moon
-You consume every message
-As I lead this army make room for mistakes and depression
-And if you riding with me, nigga
-
-I been wrote off before, I got abandonment issues
-I hold grudges like bad judges, don't let me resent you
-That's not Nelson-like, want you to love me like Nelson
-I went to Robben's Island analysing, that's where his cell is
-So I could find clarity, like how much you cherish me
-Is this relationship a fake or real as the heavens be?
-See I got to question it all, family, friends, fans, cats, dogs
-Trees, plants, grass, how the wind blow
-Murphy's Law, generation X, will I ever be your X?
-Floss off a baby step, mauled by the mouth of
-Pit bulls, put me under stress
-Crawled under rocks, ducking y'all, it's respect
-But then tomorrow, put my back against the wall
-How many leaders you said you needed then left 'em for dead?
-Is it Moses, is it Huey Newton or Detroit Red?
-Is it Martin Luther, JFK, shoot or you assassin
-Is it Jackie, is it Jesse, oh I know, it's Michael Jackson, oh
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-When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
-When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
-That nigga gave us "Billie Jean", you say he touched those kids?
-When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
-
-The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows they propel it
-Let my word be your earth and moon you consume every message
-As I lead this army make room for mistakes and depression
-And if you riding with me nigga, let me ask this question nigga
-
-[Kendrick Lamar:]
-"I remember you was conflicted
-Misusing your influence
-Sometimes I did the same
-Abusing my power, full of resentment
-Resentment that turned into a deep depression
-Found myself screaming in the hotel room
-I didn't wanna self destruct
-The evils of Lucy was all around me
-So I went running for answers
-Until I came home
-But that didn't stop survivor's guilt
-Going back and forth trying to convince myself the stripes I earned
-Or maybe how A-1 my foundation was
-But while my loved ones was fighting the continuous war back in the city, I was entering a new one
-A war that was based on apartheid and discrimination
-Made me wanna go back to the city and tell the homies what I learned
-The word was respect
-Just because you wore a different gang color than mine's
-Doesn't mean I can't respect you as a black man
-Forgetting all the pain and hurt we caused each other in these streets
-If I respect you, we unify and stop the enemy from killing us
-But I don't know, I'm no mortal man, maybe I'm just another nigga"
-
-Shit and that's all I wrote
-I was gonna call it
-Another Nigga but, it ain't really a poem, I just felt like it's
-something you probably could relate to. Other than that, now that I
-finally got a chance to holla at you, I always wanted to ask you about a
-certain situa--, about a metaphor actually, you spoke on the ground.
-What you mean 'bout that, what the ground represent?
-
-[2Pac:]
-The ground is gonna open up and swallow the evil
-
-[Kendrick Lamar:]
-Right
-
-[2Pac:]
-That's how I see it, my word is bond. I see - and
-the ground is the symbol for the poor people, the poor people is gonna
-open up this whole world and swallow up the rich people. Cause the rich
-people gonna be so fat, they gonna be so appetising, you know what I'm
-saying, wealthy, appetising. The poor gonna be so poor and hungry, you
-know what I'm saying it's gonna be like… there might be some cannibalism
-out this mutha, they might eat the rich
-
-[Kendrick Lamar:]
-Aight
-so let me ask you this then, do you see yourself as somebody that's
-rich or somebody that made the best of their own opportunities?
-
-[2Pac:]
-I
-see myself as a natural born hustler, a true hustler in every sense of
-the word. I took nothin', I took the opportunities, I worked at the most
-menial and degrading job and built myself up so I could get it to where
-I owned it. I went from having somebody manage me to me hiring the
-person that works my management company. I changed everything I realized
-my destiny in a matter of five years you know what I'm saying I made
-myself a millionaire. I made millions for a lot of people now it's time
-to make millions for myself, you know what I'm saying. I made millions
-for the record companies, I made millions for these movie companies, now
-I make millions for us
-
-[Kendrick Lamar:]
-And through your different avenues of success, how would you say you managed to keep a level of sanity?
-
-[2Pac:]
-By
-my faith in God, by my faith in the game, and by my faith in "all good
-things come to those that stay true." You know what I'm saying, and it
-was happening to me for a reason, you know what I'm saying, I was
-noticing, shit, I was
-punching the right buttons and it was happening. So it's no problem, you
-know I mean it's a problem but I'm not finna let them know. I'm finna
-go straight through
-
-[Kendrick Lamar:]
-Would you consider yourself a fighter at heart or somebody that only reacts when they back is against the wall?
-
-[2Pac:]
-Shit,
-I like to think that at every opportunity I've ever been threatened
-with resistance, it's been met with resistance. And not only me but it
-goes down my family tree. You know what I'm saying, it's in my veins to
-fight back
-
-[Kendrick Lamar:]
-Aight well, how long you think it
-take before niggas be like, we fighting a war, I'm fighting a war I
-can't win and I wanna lay it all down
-
-[2Pac:]
-In this country a
-black man only have like 5 years we can exhibit maximum strength, and
-that's right now while you a teenager, while you still strong or while
-you still wanna lift weights, while you still wanna shoot back. Cause
-once you turn 30 it's like they take the heart and soul out of a man,
-out of a black man in this country. And you don't wanna fight no more.
-And if you don't believe me you can look around, you don't see no loud
-mouth 30-year old muthafuckas
-
-[Kendrick Lamar:]
-That's crazy,
-because me being one of your offspring of the legacy you left behind I
-can truly tell you that there's nothing but turmoil goin' on so I wanted
-to ask you what you think is the future for me and my generation today?
-
-[2Pac:]
-I think that niggas is tired of grabbin' shit out the stores and next time it's a riot there's gonna be, like, uh, bloodshed for real. I don't think America
-know that. I think American think we was just playing and it's gonna be
-some more playing but it ain't gonna be no playing. It's gonna be
-murder, you know what I'm saying, it's gonna be like Nat Turner, 1831,
-up in this muthafucka. You know what I'm saying, it's gonna happen
-
-[Kendrick Lamar:]
-That's
-crazy man. In my opinion, only hope that we kinda have left is music
-and vibrations, lotta people don't understand how important it is.
-Sometimes I be like, get behind a mic and I don't know what type of
-energy I'mma push out, or where it comes from. Trip me out sometimes
-
-[2Pac:]
-Because the spirits, we ain't even really rappin', we just letting our dead homies tell stories for us
-
-[Kendrick Lamar:]
-Damn
-
-I wanted to read one last thing to you. It's actually something a good friend had wrote describing my world. It says:
-
-"The caterpillar is a prisoner to the streets that conceived it
-Its only job is to eat or consume everything around it, in order to protect itself from this mad city
-While consuming its environment the caterpillar begins to notice ways to survive
-One thing it noticed is how much the world shuns him, but praises the butterfly
-The butterfly represents the talent, the thoughtfulness, and the beauty within the caterpillar
-But
-having a harsh outlook on life the caterpillar sees the butterfly as
-weak and figures out a way to pimp it to his own benefits
-Already surrounded by this mad city the caterpillar goes to work on the cocoon which institutionalizes him
-He can no longer see past his own thoughts
-He's trapped
-When trapped inside these walls certain ideas take roots, such as going home, and bringing back new concepts to this mad city
-The result?
-Wings begin to emerge, breaking the cycle of feeling stagnant
-Finally free, the butterfly sheds light on situations that the caterpillar never considered, ending the internal struggle
-Although the butterfly and caterpillar are completely different, they are one and the same."
-
-What's your perspective on that?
-Pac? Pac?
-Pac?!
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