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[Chorus: x2]How many brothers fell victim to the streetsRest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a 'G'Be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of deathMy niggas, we the last ones leftBut life goes onAs I bail through the empty hallsBreath stinkin'In my jawsRing, ring, ringQuiet y'allIncoming callPlus this my homie from high schoolHe's getting byeIt's time to bury another brother nobody cryLife as a ballerAlcohol and booty callsWe used to do them as adolescentsDo you recall?Raised as G'sLoc'ed out and blazed the weedSongtexteGet on the roofLet's get smoked outAnd blaze with me2 in tha morningAnd we still high assed outScreamin' 'thug till I die'Before I passed outBut now that your goneI'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 deathI'm drinkin' HennessyWhile tryin' ta make it lastI drank a 5th for that assWhen you passedCause life goes on[Chorus]Yeah niggaI got the word as hellYa blew trial and the judge gave you25 with an LTime to prepare to do fed timeWon't see paroleImagine life as a convictThat's getten' oldPlus with the dramaWe're looking out for your babies mamaTaken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from getting on herLife in the hoodIs all good for nobodyRemember gamin' on dumb hoties at chill partiesMe and youNo true a twoWhile scheming on hitsAnd getting tricksThat maybe we can slide intoBut now you buriedRest niggaCause I ain't worriedEyes bluriedSayin' goodbye at the cemeteryTho' memories fadeI got your name tated on my armSo we both ball till' my dying daysBefore I say goodbyeKato and Mental rest in peaceThug till I die[Chorus]Bury me smilin'With G's in my pocketHave a party at my funeralLet every rapper rock itLet the hoes that I used to knowFrom way beforeKiss me from my head to my toeGive me a paper and a penSo I can write about my life of sinA couple bottles of GinIncase I don't get inTell all my people I'm a RidahNobody cries when we dieWe outlawsLet me rideUntil I get freeI live my life in the fast laneGot police chasing meTo my niggas from old blocksFrom old crewsNiggas that guided me throughBack in the old schoolPour out some liquorHave a toast for tha homiesSee we both gotta dieBut ya chose to go before meAnd brothers miss ya while your goneYou left your nigga on his ownHow long we mournLife goes on[Chorus: x3]Life goes on homieGone on, cause they passed awayNiggas doin' lifeNiggas doin' fifty and sixty years and shitI feel ya nigga, trust meI feel yaYou know what I meanLast yearWe poured out liquor for yaThis year nigga, life goes onWe're gonna clock nowGet moneyEvade bitchesEvade tricksGive players plenty spaceAnd basically just represent for you babyNext time you see your niggasYour gonna be on top niggaTheir gonna be like,'Goddamn, them niggas came up'That's right babyLife goes onAnd we up out this bitchHey Kato, MentalY'all niggas make sure it's popin' when we get up thereDon't front.
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"Life Goes On" as written by Charles B. Simmons, Joseph B. Jefferson, Tupac Shakur
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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