Life Goes On

2pac All Eyez On Me Life Goes On
Chorus: How many bothas fell victim to the steets rest in peace young nigga there's a heaven for a "G" be a lie if I told you that I never thought of deth my niggas, we the last ones left but life goes on... Chorus 2x As I bail through the empty halls breath stinkin in my draws ring, ring, ring, quiet y'all incoming call plus this my homie from high school he's gettin by it's time to bury another brother nobody cry life as a baller, alcohol and booty calls we used to do them as adolesence do you recall? raised as G's loc'ed out and blaze the weed get on the roof let's get smoked out and blaze with me two in the morning and we still high assed out screaming "thug till I die" before I passed out but now that you're gone I'm in the zone thinkin "I don't want to die all alone" but now you're gone And all I got left is stinkin memories I loved them niggas to death I'm drinkin Hennessy while trying to make it last I drank a fifth for that ass when you passed... cause life goes on Chorus 2x Yeah nigga I got the word as hell you blew trial and the judge gave you 25 with an L Time to prepare to do fair time won't see parole imagine life as a convict that's gettin old plus with the drama of lookin out for your babies mama taking risks while keeping cheep tricks from gettin on her life in the hood is all good for nobody, remember gaming on dumb hotties at chill parties? Me and you know through and through while sceamin on hits and getting tricks that maybe we can slide into, but now you're burried, rest nigga cause I ain't worried eyes blurried saying goodbye in the cemetary though memories fade, I got your name tated on my arm so we both ball till my dying days before I say goodbye, Kato, we're meant to rest in peace, Thug till I die Chorus 2x Bury me smiling, with g' in my pockets have a party at my funeral let every rapper rock it let the hoes that I used to know, from way before kiss me from my head to my toe give me a paper and pen so I can write about my life of sin a couple bottles of gin incase I don't get in tell all my people I'm a rider nobody cries when we die we out laws let me ride untill I get free, I live my life in the fast lane got police chasin me to all 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 brothas miss you while you gone you left a nigga on his own, how long we mourn life goes on... Chorus repeats Life goes on homie, gone on cause they passed away Niggas doing life, niggas doing 50 and 60 years and shit I feel you nigga trust me I feel you, you know what I mean? Last year, we poured our liquor for you, this year nigga life goes, we're gonna clock now, getting money, evade bitches, evade tricks, give players plenty of space, basicly just represent for you baby next time you see your niggas your gonna be on top nigga, Their gonna be like, "Goddamn, them niggas came up!" Thats right baby life goes on, and we up out this bitch Hey Kato, Mental, y'all niggas make sure it's poping when we get up there, don't front.

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