2Pac – Life Goes On

Highly talented hip hop and rap rapper and songwriter, Tupac Shakur comes out with another amazing song titled “Life Goes On”.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 09 on his top charting album project called “All Eyez On Me” was officially released on 13 February 1996.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

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LYRICS

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

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

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

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!

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

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

How many brothers fell victim to the streets?

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