Monday, April 11, 2005
 
Life goes on.... Tupac Shakur R.I.P. A.T.

How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz
Rest in peace young niggathere'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.....

ring, ring, ring

quiet y'all

incoming call
plus this my homie from high school
he's getting by
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
loc'ed out and blazed the weed
get on tha roof
let's get smoked outand 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'

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

I got tha word as hell
ya blew trial and tha judge gave you
25 with an L
time to prepare to do fair time
won't see paroleimagine life as a convict
that's getten' old

Me and you
No true a two
while schemeing on hits
and gettin tricks
that maybe we can slide intobut 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

You know what I mean
last yearwe poured out liquor for ya
this year nigga, life goes on
we're gonna clock now

make sure it's popin' when we get up there
don't front.



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