LIFE GOES ON
tUPAC
aMARU sHAKUR
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...
