Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Goes On, artist - 2Pac The Savior. Date of issue: 14.09.2017
Song language: English
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, but life goes on |
| As I bail through the empty halls, breath stinkin' in my jaws |
| Ring, ring, ring — quiet, y’all, incomin' call |
| Plus this my homie from high school, he gettin' by |
| It’s time to bury another brother, nobody cry |
| Life as a baller: alcohol and booty calls |
| We used to do 'em 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 |
| Two in the morning and we still high, assed out |
| Screamin', «Thug 'til I die!» |
| before I passed out |
| But now that you’re gone, I’m in the zone |
| Thinkin' I don’t wanna die all alone, but now you gone |
| And all I got left are stinkin' memories |
| I love them niggas to death, I’m drinkin' Hennessy |
| While tryin' 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 it’s hell |
| You 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 gettin' old |
| Plus with the drama, we’re lookin' out for your baby’s mama |
| Takin' risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin' on her |
| Life in the hood is all good for nobody |
| Remember gamin' on dumb hotties at yo' party |
| Me and you, no truer two, while schemin' on hits |
| And gettin' tricks that maybe we can slide into |
| But now you buried — rest, nigga, 'cause I ain’t worried |
| Eyes blurry, sayin' goodbye at the cemetery |
| Though memories fade |
| I got your name tatted on my arm |
| So we both ball 'til my dyin' days |
| Before I say goodbye |
| Kato and Mental, rest in peace! |
| Thug 'til 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, 'cause life goes on |
| Bury me smilin' 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 befo' 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 Outlawz, let me ride |
| Until I get free |
| I live my life in the fast lane, got police chasin' 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 you while you gone |
| You left your nigga on his own; |
| how long we mourn? |
| 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, but 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 you, nigga, trust me, I feel you |
| 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, we gon' be on top, nigga |
| You gon' 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 |