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LIFE GOES ON 2Pac Shakur How many brothers fell victim to the streets rest in peace young nigga There's a heaven for a 'g' Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death my niggas we're the last ones left Life Goes On.... As I bail through the empty walls breath stinking in my draws ring, ring, ring quiet y'all incoming call plus this my homey from high school he's getting bye It's time to bury another brother nobody cry life as a baller alcohol and booty calls We use to do them as adolescents do you recall? Raised as G's loc'ed out and blazed the weed Get on the roof let's get smoked out and blaze with me 2 in the morning and we're still high assed out screaming 'thug till I die' before I passed out but now that you're gone I'm in the zone thinking 'I don't wanna die alone'. But now you're gone and all I got left are stinking memories I love them niggas to death I'm drinking Hennessy while trying to make it last I drank a 5th for that ass when you passed.. Life goes on.. How many brothers fell victim to the streets rest in peace young nigga There's a heaven for a 'g' Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death my niggas we're the last ones left Life Goes On.... Yeah nigga I got the word it's hell you blew trial and the judges gave you 25 with an L time to prepare to do fair time won't see parole Imagine life as a convict that's getting old plus with the drama we're looking out for your baby's mama taking risks, while keeping' cheap tricks from getting on her life in the hood is all good for nobody remember gaming on dumb hoties at chill parties me and you no true a two while scheming on hits and getting tricks that maybe we can slide into but now you're buried Rest nigga cause I ain't worried eyes blurry saying goodbye at the cemetary though memories fade I got your name tattoted on my arm So we both ball till' my dying day before I say goodbye Kato and Mental rest in peace Thug till I die Bury me smiling' with g's in my pocket have a party at my funeral let every rapper rock it let the hos that I use to know from way before kiss me from 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 arider Nobody cries when we die We're outlaws let me ride until I get free I live my life in the fast lane got police chasing me.. To my niggas from old blocks from old crews niggas that guided me through back in the old school pour out some liquor have a toast for the homies see we both gotta die but you chose to go before me and brothers miss you while your gone you left your nigga on his own how long we mourn life goes on...
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