Foreword. Tupac, c u in heaven / Nikki Giovanni
The rose that grew from concrete. The rose that grew from concrete
In the depths of solitude
When ure heart turns cold
What is it that I search 4
The fear in the heart of a man
Nothing can come between us. Nothing can come between us
Things that make hearts break
I know my heart has lied before
March 1st : the day after April
Genesis (the rebirth of my heart)
The tears in Cupid's eyes
Just a breath of freedom. Just a breath of freedom
Government assistance or my soul
"U r ripping us apart!!!"
A river that flows forever
Can u c the pride in the panther
Tears of a teenage mother
Liberty needs glasses. Liberty needs glasses
In the event of my demise.