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Frank Alexander, Former Bodyguard of Our World’s Greatest Legend… Tupac Shakur, Has passed away
It is always difficult for us to report sad news, and we try our best to avoid it in this difficult world we live in. But Frank’s Story is one that we Must NEVER Forget.
Frank Alexander has been seen in various Documentaries on Pac since his untimely passing in 1996. Frank carried a Heavy Heart ever since 2Pac passed, feeling personally responsible for not being there, or not taking the proper precautions to protect his life, given the circumstances, in Las Vegas on that fateful day of September 7th 1996.
Frank was one who knew there were circumstances around that evening, that could have prevented Pac’s passing, and made sure the Public knew the Truth of what really happened that night…. Regardless of what Death Threats or Means of Intimidation May have Come
We all know Pac loved him, and Frank wished he could do anything to turn back the Clock and save our World’s Greatest Revolutionary.
I recently spoke with Pac’s Childhood friend Ray Luv about it, and he told us “This Is A Hard Loss… And it Hits Close to Home. He Always felt Personally Responsible for not being there for Pac, and it was Something He Never Truly Got Over… He Will Be Greatly Missed“.
Frank we thank you for your Service to Pac in his Life, and your Loyalty to him even after his Death.
And we can all Lift up Prayers, because you both are now Celebrating your Legacies Together in Thugz Mansion.
“Just Think Of All The People That You Knew In The Past
That Passed On.. They In Heaven, Found Peace At Last”
- “Thugz Mansion” – Tupac Shakur
Garry “Prophecy” Sun for SunOfHollywood.com
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Celebrate The Life... Regret And Mourn The Loss
Today Marks the 15 Year Anniversary of when Christopher Wallace, A.K.A. The Notorious B.I.G. A.K.A. Biggie Smalls was gunned down in front of the Petersen Automotive Museum off Fairfax and Wilshire in Los Angeles.
Wallace was attending the Vibe Magazine Soul Train Music Awards After-Party on Saturday Night, March 9th, 1997 when he was gunned down by an unknown assailant, who drove off into the night…. putting an end to the East Coast / West Coast Beef that culminated in the most tragic losses in Hip-Hop History… including Tupac’s Murder in Las Vegas after a Mike Tyson fight at the MGM Grand on September 7th, 1996.
And just as Dexter Isaac wrote a letter from jail admitting his responsibility for shooting Tupac at the Times Square Studios in 1994 on the 15 year anniversary of his death… Today, Retired Los Angeles Police Detective, Greg Kading announced that he knows who pulled the trigger in Biggie’s murder… The man in question is also deceased, dying from gunshot wounds.
For the sake of my safety, considering everybody knows my whereabouts at all times… I will not go any further into these claims and allegations.. you can search them all out yourself as many other sites have posted this information.
In the end, no amount of murder or case solving, or evidence or finger pointing will ever bring back our 2 Greatest Hip-Hop Artists of All Time, Tupac Shakur and Christopher Wallace.
In the end, our lesson to take from this is the fact that life is precious… and each individual and unique life happens only once, and once it is gone, it is gone for good.
R.I.P. B.I.G.
Garry “Prophecy” Sun for SunOfHollywood.com
Pac Is Lookin Down On Us Smilin'... Just As He Has Always Been
Convicted Felon Dexter Isaacs has released a statement from prison, confessing to be the shooter of Tupac’s Infamous 1994 shooting at Quad Studios in Times Square, New York City.
This was the infamous robbery/shooting which left Tupac with 5 bullet holes, and one grazing his head and testicle. This shooting is what later sparked the historic East Coast / West Coast Beef which led to the slaying of both Tupac Shakur, who was shot in Las Vegas on September 7th, 1996 and later dying on September 13th, and the death of Christopher Wallace in Los Angeles on March 9th, 1997 in front of the Petersen Automotive Museum. Tupac consistently referred to the shooting incident as being an orchestrated hit, involving Biggie, Puffy, Bad Boy Entertainment, Andre Harrell, Little Shawn of Junior Mafia and “Stretch” a man later found to be an FBI Informant.
Tupac’s murder, who would have been 40 years old tomorrow, June 16th, and Biggie’s remain a mystery. But according to Dexter Isaacs, he was paid a measly $2,500 for the hit on Tupac in 1994 by Jimmy “Henchman” Rosemond, President of Henchmen Entertainment.
Rosemond’s legal team has denied the allegations, but Isaac’s statement reads:
“I want to apologize to his family [Tupac Shakur] and for the mistake I did for that sucker [Jimmy Henchman], I am trying to clean it up to give [Tupac and Biggie’s] mothers some closure.”
I guess he finally realized he was part of what led to the demise of quite possibly the greatest Hip-Hop Artist and one of the most powerful minds and souls of all time.
Let’s hope these events lead to more discovery of what really happened nearly 15 years ago, taking away the lives of the greatest we will ever know in Hip-Hop.
Tupac also gave reference to this shooting in his song “Only God Can Judge Me”
I hear the Doctor standin’ over me, Screamin I can make it
Got a Body full of Bullet-holes layin’ here naked… Still I
Can’t Breathe, something’s evil in my IV
Cause Everytime I breathe, I think they killin’ me
I’m havin’ nightmares, homicidal fantasies
I wake up stranglin’, Danglin my bedsheets
I call the nurse cause it hurts to reminisce
How did it come to this? I wish they didn’t miss.
Somebody help me, tell me where to go from here
Cause even Thugs cry, but do the Lord care?
Try to remember but it hurts
I’m walkin’ through the cemetery talkin to the dirt
I’d rather die like a man, than live like a coward
There’s a Ghetto up in Heaven and it’s Ours, “Black Power!”
Is what we scream as we dream in a paranoid state
and our fate is a lifetime of hate
Dear Mama can ya save me?
And fu@k Peace cause the streets got our babies, We gotta eat
No more hesitation, each and every black male’s trapped
And they wonder why we’re suicidal, runnin’ round strapped
Mister Police, please try to see
That it’s a Million Motherfu@kers stressin’ Just like me
Only God Can Judge me
