Life Goes On
Tupac ShakurVersion1
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TUPAC - 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
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 gettin 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
Two in the morning and we still high assed out
Screamin thug till I die before I passed out
But now that youre 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
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
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 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 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 buried
Rest nigga cause I ain't worried
Eyes blurried, sayin goodbye at the cemetery
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
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
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 coupla 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 youre gone
You left your nigga on his own, how long we moan
Life goes on
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Readable chord sheet for Life Goes On by Tupac Shakur
[Em7]0 3 0 2 2 0 TUPAC - LIFE GOES ON [G]How many brothers fell [D]victim to the streets Rest in [Em]peace young nigga, there's a [Em7]heaven for a G Be a [C]lie, if I told ya that I [Em]never thought of death My n[C]igga, we the last ones l[D]eft But life goes on As I [G]bail through the empty halls [D]Breath stinkin' in my jaws [Em]Ring, ring, ring, quiet y[Em7]'all, incoming call [C]Plus this my homie from [Em]high school, he gettin by [C]It's time to bury ano[D]ther brother, nobody cry [G]Life as a baller,[D] alcohol and booty calls [Em]We used to do them as [Em7]adolescents, do you recall? Ra[C]ised as G's, loc'ed out and[Em] blazed the weed G[C]et on the roof let's get sm[D]oked out and blaze with me T[G]wo in the morning and we still[D] high assed out S[Em]creamin thug till I[Em7] die before I passed out B[C]ut now that youre [Em]gone, I'm in the zone Thinkin I[C] don't wanna die all al[D]one But now ya gone [G]And all I got [D]left are stinkin memories [Em]I love them niggas to [Em7]death, I'm drinkin Hennessy [C]While tryin to make it l[Em]ast I drank a f[C]ifth for that ass when you p[D]assed 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 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 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 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 buried Rest nigga cause I ain't worried Eyes blurried, sayin goodbye at the cemetery 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 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 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 coupla 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 youre gone You left your nigga on his own, how long we moan Life goes on