2 Pac Follow

[Chorus: Repeat 2X]

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 ya that I never thought of death

My nigga, 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 its my homie from high school, he gettin by

It's time to bury another brother, nobody cry

Life is a baller, alcohol and booty calls

We used to do them as adolecents, 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 'till I die before I passed out

But now that your gone, I'm in the zone

Thinkin 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 tryin to make it last

I drank a fifth for that ass when you passed....

Cause life goes on

[Chorus]

How many brothers fell victim to the streets

Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a G

Be a liar, if I told ya that I never thought of death

My nigga, 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 ya that I never thought of death

My nigga, we the last ones left

And life goes on

Yeah nigga I got the word as 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 getten' old

Plus with the drama we're lookin out for your baby's mama

Taken risks, while keepin cheap tricks from gettin on her

Life in the hood is all good for nobody

Remember gamin on dumb hotties at chill parties

Me and you no true a two

While scheming on hits and gettin tricks

That maybe we can slide into

But now you burried

Rest nigga cause I ain't worried

Eyes bluried, sayin goodbye at the cemetary

Though memories fade

I got your name tatted on my arm

So we both ball till my dyin days

Before I say goodbye

Kato and Mental rest in peace

Thug till I die

[Chorus]

How many brothers fell victim to the streets

Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a G

Be a liar, if I told ya that I never thought of death

My nigga, we the last ones left

And 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 ya that I never thought of death

My nigga, 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 before

Kiss me from my head to my toe

Give me a paper and 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 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 your gone

You left your nigga on his own, how long we mourn

Life goes on

[Chorus: Repeats to end]

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 ya that I never thought of death

My nigga, we the last ones left

But life goes on

[Sung over chorus]

Life goes on homie

Gone on, cause they passed away

Niggas doin life

Niggas doin 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 you

This year nigga, life goes on

We're gonna clock now

Get money, evade bitches, evade tricks

Give players plenty space

And basicaly just represent for you baby

Next time you see your niggas

Your gonna be on top nigga

They 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

Don't front