Life Goes On

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(T. Shakur, J. Jackson)

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--Chorus x2--

How Many brothas fell

Victim to tha streetz

Rest in peace young nigga

there's a Heaven for a G

be a lie

If I told ya that I never thought of Death

my niggas

we tha last ones left but life goes on

Life goes on!

As I bail through tha empty halls

breath stinkin' in my draws

ring, ring, ring

quiet ya'all

incoming call

plus this my homie from high school

he's getting bye

It's time to worry

another brotha

nobody cry

life as a baller

alchol and booty calls

we usta do them as adolecents

do you recall ?

raised as G's

loked 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 assed out

screamin' thug till I die before I passed 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 niggas to death

I'm drinkin' Hennessy

while tryin ta make it last

I drink a 5th for that ass

when you pass

cause life goes on

--Chorus x2-- How Many brothas fell

Victim to tha streetz

Rest in peace young nigga

there's a Heaven for a G

be a lie

If I told ya that I never thought of Death

my niggas

we tha last ones left

but life goes on

Yeah nigga...I got tha word as hell

ya blew trial and tha judge gave ya 25 with an L

time to prepare to do

fair 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 gettin on her...

life in tha hood

is all good for nobody

remember gamin' on dumb hotties at your parties

Me and you no true a two

while schemeing on hits

and gettin tricks

that maybe we can slide into

but now you burried

rest nigga cause I ain't worried

eyes blurried

sayin' goodbye at the cemetary

tho memories fade

I got your name tattered on my arm

so we both ball till my dying days

before I say goodbye

Kato, my mentor to rest in peace

Thug till I die

--Chorus x2--

How Many brothas fell

Victim to tha streetz

Rest in peace young nigga

there's a Heaven for a G

be a lie

If I told ya that I never thought of Death

my niggas

we tha last ones left

and life goes on

Bury me smilin'

with G's in my pocket

have a party at my funeral

let every rapper rock it

let tha hos 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

incase I don't get in

tell all my people I'm a Ridah

nobody 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 niggas from old blocks from old crews

niggas 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 nigga on his own

how long we mourn

life goes on

--Chorus over the following words--

Life goes on homie

gone on, cause they passed away

Niggas doin life

Niggas doin 50 and 60 years and shit

I fear ya nigga, trust me

I fear ya

You know what I mean

last year

we poured out liquor for ya

this year nigga life goes on

we're gonna clock now

get money

evade bitches

evade tricks

give players plenty space

and basicaly 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'

that's right baby

life goes on

and we up out this bitch

hey Kato, Mental

ya'all niggas make sure things are popin

when we get up there

don't front

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