This is a song about "Heart of the fighter"

Tupac, the nigga of truth, the nigga of heart, back when he was the real deal//

If you can't see a legend, i'mma make it clear: nigga i'm right here

Anything is possible, no matter how tall or how much the fighter weighs!

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

Your heart is as cold as the middle of december

If u believe that, nigga you is dumb as ever

Well ill show you the true heart of this mc

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

The wrenching of my guts, the breaking of my heart and watching my

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

After , many loved lost what a disaster , my heart left fractured , the meaning of

With my heart most of you fuckas just fakers in the making

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Inner city hippy with the heart of steel

Buzz it, like my very first day in here