Bizzy Bone – Life Goes On (Tupac Tribute) lyrics
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Mr. Shakur
(Afeni)
your essence reamains pure (yea yea yea yea)
and by the freedom of god we got a sure shot
and jesus you been so good to me
when it all stops, my life goes on for sure mr shakur
Been blessed with your presence you're essence remains pure
Verse 1
I never,
Made it in school, in 92,
Lookin for a job as a part time father, only if you knew, I quit the chronic too,
Ya music was getting me through,
Its 1999 now what we gon' do? Ya gone..
Enemies snicker when i pour out a little liquor,
And start blasting your name and make you out to be the sinner.
Who spent that holiday with the ghetto, cookin a hood dinner,
Writing my memoirs right next to your picture,
Remember life goes on, that's what you told me homie,
And Silk-e-Fine hooked it up in the nick of time you know me. (Shit)
I may get lonely and i talk to you, i hope you listenin', we all do you (we all miss him),
And momma say hey, she'll feed the babies, and Johnny j still crazy as hell.
Taking your class in college hope i don't fail.
I wish I'd had the mail for that million dollar bail,
But that'd had been too much like ridin',
The whole situation it smells kinda fishy to me,
Bringing demons to the light, the truth might set you free, and they can't kill you twice,
And by the freedom of God we got a sure shot,
Jesus you have been so good to me.
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My friends ain't feeling me, tobacco companies make money off killing me,
We've been waitin' for forty acres like we said it.
Damn.
And the earthquakes are the world's retaliation for the abomination.
Call it El Nino but feels like Revelations.
In fact they got to you.
You know what i think? i think a fan shot you,
They was jealous of your jewelry.
Man the jury thought they got you.
I fast, prepare for the rapture with the last of these ghetto bastards,
Scoff at the willingness with God given talent to ashes.
Pass the pastor he ain't helping the hood like judges should, but life goes on it's all good,
And homie we fight for what?
To keep us stupid, and after Eazy they're aint no more ruthless acoustics.
Same producers, seduce us with jewels to boost us, before we prove them wrong,
Count on revolutionary to move us but life goes on,
Within the music in this song, it's abuse if you use it to fuel your fire.
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Supporting my people, distorting my people,
They calling my people evil,
It's fine no sleepers,
Loses weep the reaper, all your G's now proposition
187 and you think we sleep now,
How in the new millennium can we smile?
Good loves the underdog, and of course the ghettos are closed,
Just when the rain falls, reminiscing on tattoos
The oceans pain y'all.
Note here for the dosage of Prozac he prescribed, there is too much melanin in my system.
Musical group we don't die, and what's the manning of survival? Knowledge of wealth is right there in the bible,
Look at it and literally learn yourself.
Pass me a lighter when I'm stressing on these issues, did i mention my momma gonna need some tissue,when they get you.
I continue to flow
Eternal, remember mo' murda, way back in the day,
Smoking burnas with little layzie,
Man we shooting at them turtles, him and his big boys dogging me out, I'm all alone with my thuggish ruggish shirt on.
But still little homie i don't hate you we black and strong.
Even though i know right where you live i ought to forgive you, but life goes on
And life goes on.
Alright, goodbye.
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