2Pac

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TUPAC - LIFE GOES ON
^Cborus
G How many brothers fell ^D victim to the streets
Rest in ^Em peace young nigga, there's a ^Em7 heaven for a G
Be a ^C lie, if I told ya that I ^Em never thought of death
My n ^C igga, we the last ones l ^D eft
But life goes on
^{Verse One}
As I ^G bail through the empty halls
^D Breath stinkin' in my jaws
^Em Ring, ring, ring, quiet y ^Em7 'all, incoming call
^C Plus this my homie from ^Em high school, he gettin by
^C It's time to bury ano ^D ther brother, nobody cry
^G Life as a baller, ^D alcohol and booty calls
^Em We used to do them as ^Em7 adolescents, do you recall?
Ra ^C ised as G's, loc'ed out and ^Em blazed the weed
G ^C et on the roof let's get sm ^D oked out and blaze with me
T ^G wo in the morning and we still ^D high assed out
S ^Em creamin thug till I ^Em7 die before I passed out
B ^C ut now that you're ^Em gone, I'm in the zone
Thinkin I ^C don't wanna die all al ^D one
But now ya gone
^G And all I got ^D left are stinkin memories
^Em I love them niggas to ^Em7 death, I'm drinkin Hennessy
^C While tryin to make it l ^Em ast
I drank a f ^C ifth for that ass when you p ^D assed
Cause life goes on
^Cborus
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 ya that I never thought of death
My nigga, we the last ones left
But 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 ya that I never thought of death
My nigga, we the last ones left
And life goes on
^{Verse Two}
Yeah nigga I got the word as hell
Ya blew trial and the 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 gettin old
Plus with the drama we're lookin out for your baby's mama
Takin risks, while keepin cheap tricks from gettin on her
Life in the hood is all good for nobody
Remember gamin on dumb hotties at chill parties
Me and you no true a two
While scheming on hits and gettin tricks
That maybe we can slide into
But now you buried
Rest nigga cause I ain't worried
Eyes blurried, sayin goodbye at the cemetery
Though memories fade
I got your name tatted on my arm
So we both ball till my dyin days
Before I say goodbye
Kato and Mental rest in peace
Thug till I die
^Cborus
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 ya that I never thought of death
My nigga, we the last ones left
And 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 ya that I never thought of death
My nigga, we the last ones left
Cause life goes on
^{Verse Tbree}
Bury me smilin, with G's in my pocket
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 coupla 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 the fast lane got police chasin 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 you're gone
You left your nigga on his own, how long we moan
Life goes on