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2pac"life goes on"
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..... As I bail through tha empty halls Breath stinkin' in my draws 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 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 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, we're meant to rest in peace Thug till I die 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... 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
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2pac "No more pain"
Hey Devante... Nigga, don'tcha' know we're gonna sow up every bitch in tha country Me and you...up in tha same muthafucken room On tha same level...with this shit here...hahahaha...please ...No more Pain... That's right nigga And guard that shit boy My adversaries cry like hoes Fully eradicate my foes My lyrics explode on contact Gamin' you hos Who else, but Mama's only son Fuck phony niggas on the run Say my name, watch bitches cum Now fire when ready Stay watchin' Now figure Increase speed Make you muthafuckas bleed From your mouth quicker Plus all these niggas that you run with Be on some dumb shit Trick on the hos I ain't the one bitch Hollar my name and witness game official It's so sick Have every single bitch That came with you, on my dick Plus this alcohol increases the chance To be deceased I'm movin' you stupid bitches Vicious telekeniousis Am I reachin your brain ? Nigga How can I explain How vicious this thug muthafucka came When I die I wanna be a livin' legend Say my name Affiliated with this mind fuckin' game With no more pain I came to bring the pain Hardcore to the brain Let's go inside, my astroplane Line up my adversaries, blast on sight And fuck your boyfriend Bitch, I want some ass tonight You know my stilo Alazhay and chrystal, weed Sure you've heard of all the Freaky shit they say about me Plus all you Bustas is jealous Pull your gun out and blast I dare you niggas to open fire I'll murder that ass And disappear before the cops come runnin' My glocks spittin' rounds Niggas fallin' down clutchin' their stomach It's west side, death row Thug niggas on the rise Plus they shot my five times Real niggas don't die ! Can ya hear me ? Laced with this game I know you fear me Speak and seek what you want So cowards fear me My only fear of death Is reincarnation Heart of a solider With a brain to teach your whole nation And feelin' no more pain I came to bring the pain Hardcore to the brain Let's go inside, my astroplane Bury me, that's what they all say It's time to make a killin' Sure to make a million with Devante Bitch I know you want me What your mouth say ? Now, watch your eyez You don't wanna get with me That's a lie I got my hands on your hips No time to bullshit Freaky bitch, come give me kiss Tell niggas from other areas Brothas from here So obsessed with this money makin' There's nothin' we fear Now they label me a trouble-maker Cuz, I'm a ridah Death to you playa-haters Don't let my find ya Mama made me rugged Baptised the public Now you hard thugs, nigga don't you love it It's similar to multiple gunshots Retaliation is a must Wasn't to sure what you facin' So watch the guns bust You niggas will bleed Fuckin' with me You'll be deceased Never restin' in peace nigga With no more pain I came to bring the pain Hardcore to the brain Let's go inside, my astroplane
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