[Hook: 2Pac] 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 niggas, we the last ones left But life goes on! [Verse 1: 2Pac] As I bail through the 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 by It's time to bury another brotha nobody cry Life as a baller, alcohol and booty calls We used to do them as adolescents, do you recall? Raised as G's, loc'ed out and blazed the weed Get on the roof, let's get smoked out and blaze with me 2 in the morning and we still high assed out Screamin' "thug till I die" before I passed out But now that you're gone, I'm in the 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 fifth for that ass when you passed Cause life goes on [Hook: 2Pac] [Verse 2: 2Pac] Yeah nigga I got the word is 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 Taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin on her Life in the hood is all good for nobody Remember gamin' on dumb hotties at yo' parties Me and you, no truer two While scheming on hits and getting tricks that maybe we can slide into But now you buried Rest nigga cause I ain't worried Eyes blurry sayin' goodbye at the cemetery Tho' memories fade I got your name tatted 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 [Hook: 2Pac] [Verse 3: 2Pac] 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 a pen so I can write about my life of sin A couple bottles of gin in case 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 chasing 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 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 over repeating chorus) Life goes on homie Gone on, cause they passed away Niggas doin' life.
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 bluried 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.