Mr.Shakur your fame
your essence remains
pure, (yea yea yea yea)
And by the freedom of God, we got
a sure shot
And Jesus you been good to me,
when it all stops
My life goes on for sure Mr. Shakur
And bless with your presence, your
essence remains pure
And I never, made it in school, in 92 looking for
a job as a part-time father
Only if you knew, I quit the chronic through your
music, was getting me into it, its 1999 now,
what we gon do
You owe, and then we sick, when I pull out a
lot little liquor, remember when i blast in your
name in, make you have to beat us, sayin "who
sent they holiday with tha ghetto, we could a
had dinner, writing my memoirs right next to
your piture, remember life goes on, that's what
you told me homie, in silky fire hood, hooked it
up, and a nick of time you know me (share)
I maybe lonely and I talk to you, I
hope you listen and we all do you, we
all miss em, and mummy say hey did
you feed the babies, Johnny J still
awake, it was hell, taking a class in
college hope I don't fail, and I wish I,
had the mail for the million dolla bill,
that will be too much like run guy, oh
situations they smell kind the fishy to
me, bring the demons to the lighten
up room, might set me free, but they
can get your twice.
By the freedom of God, we got a sure
shot and Jesus you have been so
good to me
Be the freedom of God, we got a sure
shot
And Jesus you been good tome,
when it all stops
My life goes on for sure mr. Shakur
And bless with your presence, your
essence remains pure
Be the freedom of God, we got a sure
shot
And Jesus you been good tome,
when it all stops
My life goes on for sure mr. Shakur
And bless with your presence, your
essence remains pure
Give me a cigarette, where's they feelin me, to
the black hood company is like my knee off is
killing me, we've been waiting for 40 acres like
we say (yea)
And a earthquake, but the words retaliation nor
the abomination. calling out "in your, what it
feels like revelation". (Huh)
And but they copy you (you) think I think a friend
shot you, they was jealous of your jewellery and
the jury thought they got you, I find you their, but
they rap you with a nabs, with a ghetto pass,
smoking the wilderness with ruggy until it turn to
ashes, half the pack they aint helping the hood,
like church it should, my life goes on its all good,
and bombing we fight the hood, to keep us
stupid (Huh) and after Easy E their aint no more
real acoustic, Satan's but nuisance, seduced
us wit jokes to pose us, before we prove em
wrong, kind of revolutionary to move us, my life
goes on, within the music in the song, it's a
beaut, if you use it tobuilt you vibe. (Huh)
And by the freedom of God, we got
a sure shot
And jesusyou been good to me,
when it all stops
My life goes on for sure Mr. Shakur
And bless with your presence, your
essence remains pure
And by the freedom of God, we got
a sure shot
And jesusyou been good to me,
when it all stops
My life goes on for sure Mr. Shakur
And bless with your presence, your
essence remains pure
So quarter my people, disorder my people, and
follow my people, even let's finders' keepers,
losers weep to reap all you cheat now composition
180's, how the hell you think we sleep now, our
new millennium could we spout. I love the
underdogs and of course that ghetto that glow,
just when the rain fall, remanent till that turned
to ashes pain y'all, more fot the dosage and
looks like he was right, its too much mililililinin in
my sister, music oh proof we don't die, and
what's the meaning of survival, now let your
world is like their in your bible look at literal and
you'll learn (yourself)
Pass me the light on when I'm stressing on this
issues, did I mention my mama gonna need
some tissues, when they get you.
I continue to flow eternal, mumumumurda, when
back in the days smoking burnaz with little
layze, man we shootin at the turtle, him and
hes big boys talking me out, I'm all alone wit my
thuggish ruggish shirt on, who's still mad ate me,
many don't hate chu we black and strong,
even tought I know right where you live I
forgive and life goes on and life goes on. [uh]
[uh] guba guba