2Pac - Life Goes On
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
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.....
[Verse One:]
As I bail through tha empty halls
breath stinkin'
in my jaws
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 nobody 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 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 drank a 5th for that ass
when you passed....
cause life goes on
[Chorus]
[Verse Two:]
Yeah nigga
I got tha word as hell
ya 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 gettin on her...
life in tha hood...
is all good for nobody
remember gamin' on dumb hoties 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 burried
rest nigga
cause I ain't worried
eyes bluried2Pac - Life Goes On - http://motolyrics.com/2pac/life-goes-on-lyrics-swedish-translation.html
sayin' goodbye at the cemetary
tho' memories fade
I got your name tated on my arm
so we both ball till' my dying days
before I say goodbye
Kato and Mental rest in peace
Thug till I die
[Chorus]
[Verse Three:]
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
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 repeats to end]
[sung overtop repeating chorus]
Life goes on homie
gone on, cause they passed away
Niggas doin' life
Niggas doin' 50 and 60 years and shit
I feel ya nigga, trust me
I feel 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
y'all niggas make sure it's popin' when we get up there
don't front.
2Pac - life goes on (Swedish translation)
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 GBe a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of deathMy nigga, we the last ones leftBut life goes on
As I bail through tha empty hallsBreath stinkin' in my drawlsRing, ring, ring, quiet y'all, incoming callPlus this my homie from high school, he gettin' byIt's time to bury another brother, nobody cryLife as a baller, alcohol and booty callsWe used to do them as adolescents, do you recall?Raised as G's, Loc'ed out and blazed the weedGet on the roof let's get smoked out and blaze with me
Two in the morning and we still high assed outScreamin thug till I die before I passed outBut now that you are gone, I'm in the zoneThinkin' I don't wanna die all alone but now ya goneAnd all I got left are stinkin' memoriesI love them niggas to death, I'm drinkin' HennesseyWhile tryin' to make it lastI drank a fifth for that ass when you passed'Cause life goes on
How many brothers fell victim to the streets?Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a GBe a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of deathMy nigga, we the last ones leftBut life goes on
How many brothers fell victim to the streets?Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a GBe a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of deathMy nigga, we the last ones leftAnd life goes on
Yeah nigga, I got the word as hellYou blew trial and the judge gave you 25 with an LTime to prepare to do fed time won't see paroleImagine life as a convict that's getten' oldPlus with the drama we're lookin' out for your baby's mamaTaken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin' on herLife in the hood is all good for nobodyRemember gamin' on dumb hotties at chill parties2Pac - Life Goes On - http://motolyrics.com/2pac/life-goes-on-lyrics-swedish-translation.html
Me and you no true a twoWhile scheming on hits and gettin' tricksThat maybe we can slide intoBut now you burried, rest nigga 'cause I ain't worriedEyes bluried, sayin' goodbye at the cemetaryThough memories fade, I got your name tatted on my armSo we both ball till my dyin' daysBefore I say goodbyeKato and Mental rest in peaceThug till I die
How many brothers fell victim to the streets?Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a GBe a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of deathMy nigga, we the last ones leftAnd life goes on
How many brothers fell victim to the streets?Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a GBe a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of deathMy nigga, we the last ones leftCause life goes on
Bury me smilin' with G's in my pocketHave a party at my funeral, let every rapper rock it Let the hoes that I used to know from way beforeKiss me from my head to my toeGive me a paper and pen So I can write about my life of sinA couple bottles of gin incase I don't get inTell all my people I'm a RidahNobody cries when we die, we outlaws let me ride
Until I get freeI live my life in the fast lane, got police chasin' meTo my niggas from old blocks from old crewsNiggas that guided me through back in the old school Pour out some liquor have a toast for the homiesSee we both gotta die but you chose to go before meAnd brothers miss you while you are goneYou left your nigga on his own, how long we mournLife goes on
Life goes on, homieGone on 'cause they passed awayNiggas doin' lifeNiggas doin' 50 and 60 years and shit I feel ya nigga, trust me, I feel yaYou know what I meanLast year we poured out liquor for you This year nigga, life goes onWe're gonna clock now
Get money, evade bitches, evade tricksGive players plenty spaceAnd basically just represent for you, babyNext time you see your niggasYour gonna be on top niggaThey gonna be like, goddamn, them niggas came upThat's right, baby life goes onAnd we up out this bitchHey Kato, MentalY'all niggas make sure it's poppin' when we get up there