Life Goes On
"Life Goes On"
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
How many brothas fell victim to tha streetzRest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a 'G'be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of deathmy niggas, we tha last ones leftbut life goes on.....
As I bail through tha empty hallsbreath stinkin'in my jawsring, ring, ringquiet y'allincoming callplus this my homie from high schoolhe's getting byeIt's time to bury another brotha nobody crylife as a balleralchol and booty callswe usta do them as adolecentsdo you recall?raised as G'sloc'ed out and blazed the weedget on tha rooflet's get smoked outand blaze with me2 in tha morningand we still high assed outscreamin' 'thug till I die'before I passed outbut now that your gonei'm in tha zonethinkin''I don't wanna die all alone'but now ya goneand all I got left are stinkin' memoriesI love them niggas to deathi'm drinkin' Hennessywhile tryin' ta make it lastI drank a 5th for that asswhen you passed....cause life goes on
Yeah niggaI got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you25 with an Ltime to prepare to do fed timewon't see paroleimagine life as a convictthat's getten' oldplus with tha dramawe're lookin out for your babies mamataken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin on her...life in tha hood...is all good for nobodyremember gamin' on dumb hoties at chill partiesMe and youNo true a twowhile scheming on hitsand gettin tricksthat maybe we can slide intobut now you burriedrest niggacause I ain't worriedeyes bluriedsayin' goodbye at the cemetarytho' memories fadeI got your name tated on my armso we both ball till' my dying daysbefore I say goodbyeKato and Mental rest in peaceThug till I die
Bury me smilin'with G's in my pockethave a party at my funerallet every rapper rock itlet tha hoes that I usta knowfrom way beforekiss me from my head to my toegive me a paper and a penso I can write about my life of sina couple bottles of Ginincase I don't get intell all my people i'm a Ridahnobody cries when we diewe outlawslet me rideuntil I get freeI live my life in tha fast lanegot police chasen meto my niggas from old blocksfrom old crewsniggas that guided me throughback in tha old schoolpour out some liquorhave a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta diebut ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your goneyou left your nigga on his ownhow long we mournlife goes on...
[Chorus repeats to end][sung overtop repeating chorus]
Life goes on homiegone on, cause they passed awayNiggas doin' lifeNiggas doin' 50 and 60 years and shitI feel ya nigga, trust meI feel yaYou know what I meanlast yearwe poured out liquor for yathis year nigga, life goes onwe're gonna clock nowget moneyevade bitchesevade tricksgive players plenty spaceand basicaly just represent for you babynext time you see your niggasyour gonna be on top niggatheir gonna be like,'Goddamn, them niggas came up'that's right babylife goes on....and we up out this bitchhey Kato, Mentaly'all niggas make sure it's popin' when we get up theredon't front.