The Life As Shay Report:
Las Vegas, NV- September 13, 1996 was the date…fast forward to today, almost 20 years after the shooting death of Tupac “2Pac” Shakur, the first cop on the scene, Chris Carroll of the Las Vegas Metro Police Department, reveals Pac’s final moments.
This story is that much more dear to me, because not only was I brought up as the child of a huge Pac fan, I grow-up on his music and place him as the greatest, most intellectual poetic rapper of our time…BUT adding to that- On the day that this story broke, I rolled over in bed checked instagram and a picture of Pac was the first thing I saw. It’s so crazy, because I even had the urge to repost the picture of him with the hashtags “it’s a sign” and “California love.” This was BEFORE the story had been released to the public and BEFORE I had a chance to catch wind of the news. How ironic is that?
My opinion on the release of Pac’s final words is as such…Why now? If you allowed this man to rest in peace for nearly 20 years without revealing his final words and moments alive, why now? It seems to be a self righteous purpose behind it. Carroll claims that he waited because he did not want Pac to be immortalized for his final words to him AKA “The Police”…”F-CK YOU!”
After reading Carroll’s interview with VegasSeven.com, all I could think was in those final moments Pac must have truly felt that “It’s Just Me Against the World.”
Below find snippets from Carroll’s featured interview with VegasSeven.com
“I grab the car door and I’m trying to open it, but I can’t get it open,” he says. “[Knight] keeps coming up on my back, so I’m pointing my gun at him. I’m pointing it at the car. I’m yelling, ‘You guys lay down! And you, get the fuck away from me!’ And every time I’d point the gun at him, he’d back off and even lift his hands up, like ‘All right! All right!’ So I’d go back to the car, and here he comes again. I’m like, ‘Fucker, back off!’ This guy is huge, and the whole time he’s running around at the scene, he’s gushing blood from his head. Gushing blood! I mean the guy had clearly been hit in the head, but he had all his faculties. I couldn’t believe he was running around and doing what he was doing, yelling back and forth.”
“So I grabbed him with my left arm, and he falls into me, and I’ve still got my gun in the other hand,” he continues. “He’s covered with blood, and I immediately notice that the guy’s got a ton of gold on – a necklace and other jewelry – and all of the gold is covered in blood. That has always left an image in my mind. . . After I pulled him out, Suge starts yelling at him, ‘Pac! Pac!’ And he just keeps yelling it. And the guy I’m holding is trying to yell back at him. He’s sitting up and he’s struggling to get the words out, but he can’t really do it. And as Suge is yelling ‘Pac!,’ I look down and I realize that this is Tupac Shakur.”
“And then I saw in his face, in his movements, all of a sudden in the snap of a finger, he changed,” he says. “And he went from struggling to speak, being noncooperative, to an ‘I’m at peace’ type of thing. Just like that. . . He went from fighting to ‘I can’t do it.’ And when he made that transition, he looked at me, and he’s looking right in my eyes. And that’s when I looked at him and said one more time, ‘Who shot you?’. . . He looked at me and he took a breath to get the words out, and he opened his mouth, and I thought I was actually going to get some cooperation. And then the words came out: ‘Fuck you.’ After that, he started gurgling and slipping out of consciousness.”
“As soon as he got to the hospital, he went into surgery and was heavily sedated, and I guess he went into a coma and really never came out of that, until they took him off of life support…So that moment I talked to him was his last real living moment where he was speaking. I talked to the cop who rode in the ambulance with him. He said Tupac never came out of it, and he never said anything at the hospital. There was nothing else.”