(verse) in the shadows of the past, where legends softly breathe, tupac amaru shakur, born to challenge, born to seethe, a name crafted from the threads of resistance and might, incan legacy, where serpents weave through the night. the "a tale of olden times, tupac's life, a reflection of those ancient chimes. his mother's spirit, her will, her fierce, unwavering fight, crafted a name, a legacy, to break the dark of night. "tupac, " quechua's whisper, a royal, shining glow, guiding him through hardships, a hero's path to sow. from the echoes of the past, tupac amaru ii's call, his rebel soul, a spirit bold, uniting hearts and all. incan serpents, amaru's breath, weaving through the lore, in mesoamerican temples, where spirits touch the core. teotihuacan's whispers in ancient stones of might, cosmic balance, order's dance, in the serpent's light.