[Hook: 2Pac]
How many brothers fell victim to the streets
Rest in peace young n***a, there's a Heaven for a G
Be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of death
My n***as, we the last ones left
But life goes on!

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
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 brotha 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
Screamin' "thug till 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 ya gone
And all I got left are stinkin' memories
I love them n***as to death, I'm drinkin' Hennessey
While tryin' ta make it last
I drank a 5th for that ass when you passed
Cause life goes on

[Hook: 2Pac]

[Verse 2: 2Pac]
Yeah n***a 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
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 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 n***a cause I ain't worried
Eyes blurry sayin' goodbye at the cemetery
Tho' 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

[Hook: 2Pac]

[Verse 3: 2Pac]
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 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 n***as from old blocks from old crews
N***as 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 ya chose to go before me
And brothas miss ya while your gone
You left your n***a on his own
How long we mourn
Life goes on

Chorus *repeats to end*
(sung over repeating chorus)

Life goes on homie
Gone on, cause they passed away
N***as doin' life, n***as doin' 50 and 60 years and shit
I feel ya n***a, trust me, I feel ya
You know what I mean
Last year we poured out liquor for ya
This year n***a, life goes on
We're gonna clock now
Get money, evade bitches, evade tricks
Give players plenty space, and basically just represent for you baby
Next time you see your n***as, your gonna be on top n***a
They're gonna be like
"Goddamn, them n***as came up"
That's right baby, life goes on
And we up out this bitch
Hey Kato, Mental, y'all n***as make sure it's poppin' when we get up there
Don't front