2Pac - We The Future ft. Ice Cube & The Game(DJ Kash Remix)

Sortie le vendredi 6 décembre 2019, la mixtape « 2Pac Legacy – My Legacy » est le 5ème projet de la communauté. La mixtape a été préparé majoritairement avec Echale Mojo Remix (DJ Espagnole) pour des remix et est en featuring avec les artistes Obie Trice, Casus Belli & Sky Jonez. Côté beatmakers ce sont Allrounda, Majestic, Makavelliix, MiquoBeats & FlavorB qui ont bien voulu collaborer avec nous. Ce projet aura eu plus d’un an et demi de préparation avec des titres exclusivement créer pour la mixtape. Le projet est produit par Florian Charlet et aussi en collaboration avec « Revelation » Johnson, un des cousins de Tupac et parrain de la communauté.

2Pac Legacy - My Legacy

14- One Nation (Ft. Biggie & Busta Rhymes)

Casualties Of War ft Smif N We

2Pac - Fright Night(128K).mp3

2Pac, Eminem & Foxy Brown - Snitches and Bitches 2014

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Hate In Ya Eyes 2015 Remix Over (Mack 10 Hate In Ya Eyes )

Angels in the Garden .mp3

© Jose Maldonado

Radio cracklin’, TV glarin’, AI starin’…
They feedin’ you dreams while they stealin’ your mind.
Wake up.

Wake up, wake up, they pullin’ the strings,
Radio ghosts in the night, TV kings.
AI whisperin’ sweet lies in your feed,
Open your eyes, break free, plant the seed.
Wake up, wake up, before it’s too late,
They own the code, they control your fate.
From the dial to the screen to the cloud in the sky,
Snap out the trance—WAKE UP OR DIE!

Back in the day, it was crackle and hiss,
One voice, one nation, sealed with a kiss.
FDR fireside, Hitler on the wave,
Masses marchin’ to the tune they gave.
Then the box glowed blue in the livin’ room dark,
Sitcom smiles hid the corporate shark.
Buy this, fear that, vote for the suit,
30-second spots plantin’ lies at the root.
Now it’s your phone—thumb scroll, soul sold,
Algorithm knows you better than you know your own goals.
Deepfake prez sayin’ peace while he loads the guns,
Tailored news feed got you fightin’ your sons.
They track every click, every tear, every fear,
Sell it back as “content” keepin’ you here.
Billions of puppets, no strings you can see,
But the code got you locked—set yourself free!

Wake up, wake up, they pullin’ the strings,
Radio ghosts in the night, TV kings.
AI whisperin’ sweet lies in your feed,
Open your eyes, break free, plant the seed.
Wake up, wake up, before it’s too late,
They own the code, they control your fate.
From the dial to the screen to the cloud in the sky,
Snap out the trance—WAKE UP OR DIE!

Picture this: your “friend” DMs a clip,
“Bro, you gotta see—world’s ‘bout to flip.”
AI wrote the script, face swapped in a blink,
You sharin’ the lie ‘fore you stop to think.
Election night? Nah, selection night,
Bots flood the timeline, left vs. right.
Your rage is the fuel, your likes are the coal,
They mine your mind, leave a black empty hole.
Every swipe, every “yes,” every heart you bestow,
Feeds the beast in the server, watch the power grow.
They don’t need tanks, don’t need chains on your wrist,
Just a push notification—resist or submit.
Grandma sharin’ fake cures, nephew in a cult,
All ‘cause the algo said “this is the result.”
But truth ain’t trending, facts don’t go viral,
Only fear and desire in the digital spiral.
So log off, look up, touch grass, feel sun,
The revolution starts when the scrollin’ is done.

Static… beep…
They know your dreams before you dream ‘em,
Sell ‘em back as ads while you stream ‘em.
Your thoughts ain’t yours, they pre-approved,
Every doubt, every hope—carefully moved.
Can you hear the hum?
That’s the hive mind drum.
Wake up.

WAKE UP, WAKE UP, THEY PULLIN’ THE STRINGS!
Radio ghosts in the night, TV kings!
AI whisperin’ sweet lies in your feed,
OPEN YOUR EYES, BREAK FREE, PLANT THE SEED!
WAKE UP, WAKE UP, BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE!
THEY OWN THE CODE, THEY CONTROL YOUR FATE!
From the dial to the screen to the cloud in the sky—
SNAP OUT THE TRANCE: WAKE UP OR DIE!

Wake up… wake up…
Turn it off.
Look around.
You still here?
Good.
Now fight.

Early Grave (Joey Nibs Diss)

Steelo Madhouze