All Eyez on Me Page #5

- Look at you, all Hollywood.

- I gotta get like you.

- Oh, you're Hollywood.

You're about to drop another

album, do another movie.

You know how I roll.

You know...

- Comin' up.

- Yeah, you a big shot now.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- How's your mom?

- Huh?

- How's your mom?

- Oh, she's straight.

She good.

She's strong, you know.

Should have been here.

I got stuff all over.

- I got you.

- You gonna hit me with that?

You supposed to come out,

but it's cool.

I'm gonna call one of my

church-gain' home girls

to come kick it with me

at the session.

You do that. Bye.

- Hey.

- Bye. What?

Just remember I love you, scrub.

I ain't no scrub.

We ride or die. Come on.

Yeah. Hey,

let me check somethin'.

Don't!

- Hey, Pac, what's up, man?

- Whassup?

- What's up, man?

- All right?

What's up, man? All right?

Good seein' you too, man.

What's up, y'all?

My baby.

Hey, baby.

How are you, Aunt Linda?

I'm good. Let me take

a look at you.

- Where's she at?

- She in the house.

Come on, I'll take you to her.

All that dancing tire you out?

What you mean, tire me out'?

I still got a couple

of moves left.

Sh*t.

I'm just messin' with you.

How you doin' though, Mama?

You good?

I'm just taking it...

one day at a time.

Trying to keep it all together.

You always got it together.

I'm good.

Setch is good.

I wouldn't be the man

I am without you.

Thank you.

Look at you.

I'm so proud of you.

Pac, they in there

talking about you on the TV.

Come on.

Those that produce

these type of records

have a responsibility.

The Vice President

knows your record.

It was fundamentally wrong.

I hope they have

recognized their mistake

and I hope in the future

that they will

exercise better responsibility

or concern...

Turn that off.

For what these records

will do on the street.

Baby...

I'm worried about...

Ain't nothin'

to be worried about.

Like all Black leaders,

you have a bullseye

on your back,

- and today it just got bigger.

- But I ain't no Black leader.

Not yet.

Your mama's right.

This is the same sh*t

that happened to Geronimo.

And how you not a Black leader?

The Vice President was just

talkin' about you on the TV!

Baby, you have to understand.

With the Panthers,

it wasn't that we had guns,

or black leather.

It was because of our message.

We were transforming minds!

They are gonna come after you

with everything you love!

They gonna give you the tools

that you need

to destroy yourself.

New York City, what's happenin'?

Yeah!

How y'all feeling tonight?

We are glad to be here.

I'm Atron Gregory,

and I'm the manager

of Tupac Shakur.

And you are officially

at the album release party

for Strictly 4 My N.l.G.G.A.Z.

Make some noise.

That's right. That's right.

That's right.

We wanna thank y'all especially

for the love and the support.

It's been quite a journey.

I'm proud to announce

that 2Pacalypse Now

is officially gold and

on its way to platinum.

Yeah!

We are hoping for

even bigger and better things

for Strictly

4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z., all right?

But without further ado,

I'm gonna bring out

the man of the hour,

Mr. Tupac Shakur!

Whassup, New York?

I said whassup, New York?

All right. All right.

It feels great to be back in

my city where I was born, man.

New York, baby!

- I love you!

- I love you!

I love you back.

So how many of y'all heard

what the Vice President

said about me'?

Cops kill innocent Black folk

every day

and Quayle's comin' after me?

Sh*t! Learn how

to spell "potato", motherf***er,

and then talk sh*t!

But I gotta thank Mr. Quayle.

'Cause you can't buy

that type of publicity.

Matter of fact,

I'm gonna send his ass

a thank you note with a CD.

Spell a couple of words wrong.

See if his dumb ass

get it right.

The motherfuckers been

comin' for me my whole life.

Ain't sh*t new.

But I got somethin' to say

to the motherfuckers, though.

You wanna know what I gotta

say to these motherfuckers?

I think I see my nigga

Biggie Smalls in the house!

You ready to

kill this sh*t, nigga?

Is Brooklyn in the house?

Yeah.

Drop that beat.

Where Brooklyn at?

Where Brooklyn at?

I ain't bred right

I've got a few screws loose

Dudes kill me

when they clap back

Hit me with the deuce deuce

You ain't killing nothing man

but your fans

I'm in the hood ducking

D and T's in the vans

The DTs cumin' around

tryin' to mess the plans

But I'll be in the hood

Working extra hard for scams

Cut two bricks made crew flip

That's a hundred grand

It's the worst game

HI be hustling, hand-in-hand

Sleek grand homie Man for man

We all home, too

You know the rules,

gram for gram. Uh!

One. two, three

and to the four

Snoop Doggy Dogg

and Dr. Dre is at the door

Ready to make an entrance

So back on up

'Cause you know we're

about to rip sh*t up

Give me the microphone first

So I can bust like a bubble

Compton and Long Beach together

Now you know you're in trouble

Ain't nuthin'

but a G thang, baby

Two loc'ed out niggas,

so we're crazy

Death Row is the label

that pays me

Yo, I could really

get used to this sh*t.

Nigga, you keep making joints

like Party and Bullshit,

you gonna have to.

Hey, look, but you can go

further, though. You feel me?

We got a big platform, man.

Use that sh*t to make change.

What you talkin' about?

Drop some knowledge on they ass.

Somethin' to put in they rods,

somethin' to make 'em think.

Men at some times

are the masters of our fates.

The fault, dear Brutus, is not

in our stars but in ourselves.

What's that, dude?

That's just

a motherfuckin' homie.

Shakespeare.

Sup, man, you trippin'.

But look...

This power sh*t is somethin'

you gotta be ready for.

Why you always talkin'

about this power sh*t, man?

What's up with that?

Man, I got niggas twice my age

writing me,

askin' me for advice.

There was a kid that was dyin'

and his last wish was to see me.

Of all the people

he could see in the world,

he wanted to see me.

And now somebody killed a cop

and they blame it on my lyrics.

That type of power.

That sh*t crazy.

Man, I just want enough power

to get people up off their asses

so they can go out there

and buy my album.

Hey, look. Check it out.

Let's get in here

and get to work.

Absolutely, homie.

God damn.

- What's up, Tron?

- Your phone broke?

Sh*t.

Oh, no, it's off.

God damn!

Somewhere we can talk

in private?

Huh?

This is from the lawyers.

The retainer's been depleted.

Unless we pay the balance,

they no longer represent us.

What about Above The Rim?

I called them twice.

The check ain't come in yet.

Okay, call...

Call them again, a'ight?

Maybe we should hold off on

sending funds

to your family and...

Hell, no. That's mandatory.

Is room service mandatory?

Are they mandatory'?

Good mornin'.

Shakur's private life

has drawn more attention

than his music.

The rapper has been arrested

10 times since 1991.

The release of his first album

came one month after

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