Artist：2 pac

Songs Title：life goes on

How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz

Rest in peace young ni**a

Theres 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.....

How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz

Rest in peace young ni**a

Theres 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 yall

Incoming call

Plus this my homie from high school

Hes getting by

Its 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 gs

Loced out and blazed the w**d

Get on tha roof

Lets 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

Im in tha zone

Thinkin

I dont wanna die all alone

But now ya gone

And all I got left are stinkin memories

I love them niggas to death

Im drinkin hennessy

While tryin ta make it last

I drink a 5th for that a**

When you pass...

Cause life goes on

How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz

Rest in peace young ni**a

Theres 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....

How many brothas fell victims to tha streetz

Rest in peace young ni**a

Theres 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

And life goes on....

Yeah ni**a

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

Wont see parole

Imagine life as a convict

Thats getten old

Plus with tha drama

Were 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 schemeing on hits

And gettin tricks

That maybe we can slide into

But now you burried

Rest ni**a

Cause I aint 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, were meant to rest in peace

Thug till I die

Chorus

How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz

Rest in peace young ni**a

Theres a heaven for a g

Be a lie

If I told ya that I never thought of death

My ni**a

We tha last ones left

And life goes on....

How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz

Rest in peace young ni**a

Theres 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

Cause life goes on....

Bury me smilin

With gs 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 dont get in

Tell all my people Im 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 youre gone

You left your ni**a on his own

How long we mourn

Life goes on...

Chorus - repeats

How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz

Rest in peace young ni**a

Theres 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....

(sung overtop repeating chorus)

Life goes on homie

Gone on, cause they passed away

Niggas doin life

Niggas doin 50 and 60 years and sh*t

I feel ya ni**a, trust me

I feel ya

You know what I mean

Last year

We poured out liquor for ya

This year ni**a, life goes on

Were gonna clock now

Get money

Evade b**ches

Evade tricks

Give players plenty space

And basicaly just represent for you baby

Next time you see your niggas

Your gonna be on top ni**a

Their gonna be like,

Goddamn, them niggas came up

Thats right baby

Life goes on....

And we up out this b**ch

Hey kato, mental

Yall niggas make sure its popin when we get up there

Dont front.