Life Goes On

	 
[Refrain]
G                      D 
How many brothers fell victim to the streets 
        Em                           Em7 
Rest in peace young nigga, there's a heaven for a G 
     C                        Em 
Be a lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death 
    C                       D 
My nigga, we the last ones left
 
But life goes on 
[Strophe]
     G 
As I bail through the empty halls 
D 
Breath stinkin' in my jaws 
Em                       Em7 
Ring, ring, ring, quiet y'all, incoming call 
C                       Em 
Plus this my homie from high school, he gettin by 
C                    D 
It's time to bury another brother, nobody cry 
G                D 
Life as a baller, alcohol and booty calls 
Em                    Em7 
We used to do them as adolescents, do you recall? 
  C                          Em 
Raised as G's, loc'ed out and blazed the weed 
 C                          D 
Get on the roof let's get smoked out and blaze with me 
 G                             D 
Two in the morning and we still high assed out 
 Em                 Em7 
Screamin thug till I die before I passed out 
 C                  Em 
But now that you’re gone, I'm in the zone 
         C                      D 
Thinkin I don't wanna die all alone         
    
But now ya gone 
G             D 
And all I got left are stinkin memories 
Em                    Em7 
I love them niggas to death, I'm drinkin Hennessy 
C                       Em 
While tryin to make it last 
           C                           D 
I drank a fifth for that ass when you passed 
  
Cause life goes on
[Refrain]
 
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 
[Strophe]
 
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 
[Refrain]
 
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
[Strophe]
 
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 you’re gone 
 
You left your nigga on his own, how long we moan 
 
Life goes on