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  • Текст песни 2Pac ft Stacey Smallie, Nanci Fletcher - Life Goes On

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    [Hook]
    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 you that I never thought of death
    My niggas, 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 you that I never thought of death
    My niggas, we the last ones left, but life goes on

    [Verse 1]
    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 brother, 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
    Screaming "thug till I die" before I passed out
    But now that you're gone, I'm in the zone
    Thinking 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 trying to make it last
    I drank a fifth for that ass when you passed
    Cause life goes on

    [Hook]
    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 you that I never thought of death
    My niggas, 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 you that I never thought of death
    My niggas, we the last ones left, and life goes on

    [Verse 2]
    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 getting old
    Plus with the drama we're looking out for your baby's mama
    Taken risks, while keeping cheap tricks from getting on her
    Life in the hood is all good for nobody
    Remember gaming 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 saying goodbye at the cemetery
    Though 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]
    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 you that I never thought of death
    My niggas, 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 you that I never thought of death
    My niggas, we the last ones left, but life goes on

    [Verse 3]
    Bury me smiling 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 you chose to go before me
    And brothers, miss ya while your gone
    You left your nigga on his own. How long we mourn?
    Life goes on

    [Hook]
    How many brothers fell victim to the streets?

    [Outro]
    Life goes on homie
    Gone on, cause they passed away
    Niggas doing life, niggas doing 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 playa haters plenty of space, and basically just represent for you baby
    Next time you see your niggas, you're gonna be on top, nigga
    They're 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 poppin' when we get up there man
    Don't front
    Life goes on
    Hold me no more hold me no more
    Yes it do yes it do yes it do

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    В следующий раз, когда вы увидите своих нигеров, вы будете на высоте, ниггер
    Они будут типа: «Черт возьми, эти ниггеры пришли»
    Правильно, детка, жизнь продолжается, и мы вытаскиваем эту суку
    Привет, Като, Ментал
    Вы, ниггеры, убедитесь, что он появляется, когда мы поднимаемся туда, чувак
    Не впереди
    Жизнь продолжается
    Не держи меня больше не держи меня
    Да, да, это так, да, это так

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