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Big Daddy Kane told a story very similar to this with Pac. It was on this is 50 with Jack Thriller I believe.
I remember that story too. BDK wanted nothing to do with that type of situation either & got out.
Big Daddy Kane told a story very similar to this with Pac. It was on this is 50 with Jack Thriller I believe.
So I'm watching this Tupac documentary on forbezdvd.com the other day and they're interviewing that dude Kevin Powell and he's talking about the "rape" case
And he said something that I don't think I ever knew before and kind of made me look at Pac a little different
I always thought this chick accused Pac of rape because he fukked her and kicked her out of his hotel room or something
What really happened was Tupac passed the chick off to his homeboys and THEY raped her
As far as I'm concerned if you do some shyt like that you're just as culpable as the dudes that actually raped her
Like how stupid can you be?
This in addition to reaching for his gun while being robbed at gunpoint and participating in a gang assault in a Vegas casino of all places tells me that even if he didn't get shot in Vegas that night he was probably gonna end up back in jail or be killed at some point down the line
As intelligent as Pac was he made some terrible decisions and he wasn't gonna last long regardless of going to death row records
Yikesher shyt sounds believable to me
Ayanna Jackson' Story
I am the young woman that was sexually assaulted by Tupac Shakur and his thugs. I've read Kevin Powell's interview with Tupac ["Ready to Live," April], in which I was misrepresented. Up until this point I have only told my story under oath in court; nobody has heard my story, only his side, which is much different than what Tupac stated is the true story.
A friend of mine took me to Nell's, where he introduced me to [the men VIBE identified as] Nigel and Trevor, who later introduced me to their friend Tupac. When I first met Tupac, he kissed me on my cheek and made small talk with me. After a while, I excused myself and started to walk to the dance floor. When I felt someone slide their hands into the back pocket of my jeans, I turned around, assuming it was my friend, but was shocked when I discovered it was Tupac. We danced for a while, and he touched my face and his body brushed mine. Due to the small dance floor and the large number of people, we were shoved into a dark corner. Tupac pulled up his shirt, took my hand, traced it down his chest, and sat it on top of his erect penis. He then kissed me and pushed my head down on his penis, and in a brief three-second encounter, my lips touched the head of his penis. This happened so suddenly that once I realized what he was trying to do, I swiftly brought my head up. I must reiterate that I did not suck his penis on the dance floor. He pulled his shirt back down and asked me what I was doing later. I told him that I was going home because I had to go to work that day. Then, as people started surrounding him again, he grabbed my arm and said, "Let's get out of here, I'm tired of people stressing me." We exited Nell's, got into a white BMW, pulled up at the Parker Meridien, and went to his suite. We conversed, and he rolled up some blunts. We started kissing, and then we had oral and vaginal sexual intercourse several times.
He called my house a couple nights later and gave me his SkyPager number and told me he wanted to see me tomorrow. That evening after work, I paged him, and his road manager called me back and informed me that Pac really wanted to see me but he had a show to do in Jersey, so I should call a car service and take it to the Meridien and he would pay for the cab. Once I got to the hotel, I met Charles Fuller for the first time; he paid for the cab and led me upstairs. Inside the suite, Tupac, Nigel, and Trevor were seated in the living room, smoking weed and drinking Absolut. Tupac told me to come in and pointed to the arm of the sofa near him, and I sat down. After about 20 minutes, Tupac took my hand and led me into a bedroom in the suite. He fell onto the bed and asked me to give him a massage. So I massaged his back, he turned around, and I started massaging his chest.
Just as we began kissing, the door opened and I heard people entering. As I started to turn to see who it was, Tupac grabbed my head and told me, "Don't move." I looked down at him and he said, "Don't worry, baby, these are my brothers and they ain't going to hurt you. We do everything together." I started to shake my head, "No, no, Pac, I came here to be with you. I came here to see you. I don't want to do this." I started to rise up off the bed but he brutally slammed my head down. My lips and face came crashing down hard onto his penis, he squeezed the back of my neck, and I started to gag. Tupac and Nigel held me down while Trevor forced his penis into my mouth. I felt hands tearing my shoes off, ripping my stockings and panties off. I couldn't move; I felt paralyzed, trapped, and I started to black out. They leered at my body. "This bytch got a fat ass, she's fine." While they laughed and joked to one another, Nigel, Trevor, and Fuller held me in the room, trying to calm me down. They would not allow me to leave.
Finally, I got to the elevators, which had a panel of mirrors. Once I caught sight of myself, I sank down on the floor and started to cry. They came out, picked me up, and brought me back into the suite. Tupac was lying on the couch. In my mind I'm thinking, "This motherfukker just raped me, and he's lying up here like a king acting as if nothing happened." So I began crying hysterically and shouting, "How could you do this to me? I came here to see you. I can't believe you did this to me." Tupac replied, "I don't have time for this shyt. Get this bytch out of here."
The aforementioned is the true story. It was not a setup, and I never knew any of the thugs he was hanging with. Tupac knows exactly what he did to me. I admit I did not make the wisest decisions, but I did not deserve to be gang-raped.
I see some people in here having real convoLol @u trying to have adult conversation/reasoning on the coli..
Some people are just here for clowning
True but you gotta admit pac moved pretty reckless even for a young dudeYou know he died at 25 right..
True but you gotta admit pac moved pretty reckless even for a young dude
Before and after going to the row
I remember that story too. BDK wanted nothing to do with that type of situation either & got out.
The main difference is I was really just joking,you on the other hand seem serious
But if you want to get serious,young men jumping up and down on a bed,dikk falling could be considered hyphy behavior....Whereas nikkas walking in your room while you mid foreplay,uninvited btw,grabbing azz with the face is considered creepy behavior all over the globe
The only difference is ol girl in the BDK situation didn't get raped,if she did you could easily say BDK put himself in a bad situation...Matter of fact BDK invited himself into a bad situation after warning them how a gang of nikkas and an uncomfortable chick could lead to a rape charge,u could argue its even more stupid then what Pac did....If ol girl would've got raped you sure she would've blamed random DU roadies?or might she have blamed Big Daddy Kane?She could've easily assumed Kane smashed and told them it was a green light if they came in and raped her.
Them being the most famous nikka in the room is a pretty important similarity
His conscience could be more clean than Pacs,but that doesn't make the situation he put himself in that much less potentially bad.
From what I've read, Pac didn't call her back that 2nd time.Jacque Agnant did that
Jackson claimed that Pac left his pager number and that she then paged Pac first but he couldn't come due to the fact he had a show. He had her call a cab to the hotel and he would pay for it. Pac claimed that he thought she was acting like a slut but he would still smash regardless. However, Pac never raped her it was Jack and his boys, and their intentions were to fukk her regardless of how she felt about it. Pac's mistake was "leaving" the room with them wolves, but if I was in his situation I wouldn't talk shyt nor step up to Haitian Jack of all people. He was in a rock and a hard place, but she went after Pac (for the $$) and not Jack and his boys who actually raped her.yeah, that was pac side of the story
which i dont believe IMO he was lying
both sides of their stories are consistent with her coming to his sutie with all them there , she sitting on pac chair , then pac taking her into the room
if jac was da nikka who called her - why would he let pac hit 1st
plus why would pac hit it again if he felt she wasnt attractive & her body was kinda dumpy
this niggs is i rapper doing tv & movies -
Biggie wasn't there when that girl got raped, and he wasn't down with Pac when he was hanging out with Big Daddy Kane (this was Pac's Digital Underground years). If that is what you're referring to.Can anyone confirm the story that Biggie was there, saw what was about to go down and left because he wanted no parts of it?
I'm talking about in NY. They were still cool then. And this was before Quad studios. I know I read that on here somewhere... Might be hearsay though. I will see if I can find the thread again.Biggie wasn't there when that girl got raped, and he wasn't down with Pac when he was hanging out with Big Daddy Kane (this was Pac's Digital Underground years). If that is what you're referring to.
BTW
this vid- is further evidenced that this young women ms jackson was problay telling the truth