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2pac - life goes on lyrics

how many brothas fell victim to tha streetz
rest in peace young n-gg-, there’s a heaven for a ‘g’
be a lie, if i told ya that i never thought of death
my n-gg-s, we tha last ones left
but life goes on…

as i bail through tha empty halls
breath stinkin’
in my draws
ring, ring, ring
quiet y’all
incoming call
plus this my homie from high school
he’s getting bye
it’s time to bury another brotha n-body cry
life as a baller
alchol and booty calls
we usta do them as adolecents
do you recall?
raised as g’s
loc’ed out and blazed the weed
get on tha roof
let’s get smoked out
and blaze with me
2 in tha morning
and we still high -ssed out
screamin’ ‘thug till i die’
before i p-ssed out
but now that your gone
i’m in tha zone
thinkin’
‘i don’t wanna die all alone’
but now ya gone
and all i got left are stinkin’ memories
i love them n-gg-s to death
i’m drinkin’ hennessy
while tryin’ ta make it last
i drank a 5th for that -ss
when you p-ssed…
cause life goes on

chorus

verse two:

yeah n-gg-
i got tha word as h-ll
blew trial and tha judge gave you
25 with an l
time to prepare to do fed time
won’t see parole
imagine life as a convict
that’s getten’ old
plus with tha drama
we’re lookin out for your babies mama
taken risks, while keepin’ cheap tricks from beatin on her…
life in tha hood…
is all good for n-body
remember gamin’ on dumb hotties at your party
me and you
no true a two
while scheming on hits
and gettin tricks
that maybe we can slide into
but now you burried
rest n-gg-
cause i ain’t worried
eyes blurry
sayin’ goodbye at the cemetary
tho’ memories fade
i got your name tated on my arm
so we both ball ’til my dying days
before i say goodbye
kato and mental rest in peace
thug till i die

bury me smilin’
with g’s in my pocket
have a party at my funeral
let every rapper rock it
let tha hoes that i usta know
from way before
kiss me from my head to my toe
give me a paper and a pen
so i can write about my life of sin
a couple bottles of gin
in case i don’t get in
tell all my people i’m a ridah
n-body cries when we die
we outlaws
let me ride
until i get free
i live my life in tha fast lane
got police chasen’ me
to my n-gg-s from old blocks
from old crews
n-gg-s that guided me through
back in tha old school
pour out some liquor
have a toast for tha homies
see we both gotta die
but ya chose to go before me
and brothas miss ya while your gone
you left your n-gg- on his own
how long we mourn
life goes on…

life goes on homie
gone on, cause they p-ssed away
n-gg-s doin’ life
n-gg-s doin’ 50 and 60 years and sh-t
i feel ya n-gg-, trust me
i feel ya
you know what i mean
last year
we poured out liquor for ya
this year n-gg-, life goes on
we’re gonna clock now
get money
evade b-tches
evade tricks
give players plenty sp-ce
and basically just represent for you baby
next time you see your n-gg-s
your gonna be on top n-gg-
their gonna be like,
‘godd-mn, them n-gg-s came up’
that’s right baby
life goes on…
and we up out this b-tch
hey kato, mental
y’all n-gg-s make sure it’s popin’ when we get up there
don’t front.

- 2pac lyrics

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