Life Goes On (Nu-Mixx)

[Chorus] 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 you that I never thought of death My niggas, 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 you that I never thought of death My niggas, we the last ones left, life goes on [Verse 1] As I bail through the empty halls, breath stinkin' in my jaws Ring, ring, ring — quiet, y'all, incomin' 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 'em 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 'til 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 you 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 [Chorus] 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 you that I never thought of death My niggas, 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 you that I never thought of death My nigga, we the last ones left, and life goes on [Verse 2] Yeah nigga, I got the word it's hell You 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 yo' party Me and you, no truer two, while schemin' on hits And gettin' tricks that maybe we can slide into But now you buried — rest, nigga, 'cause I ain't worried Eyes blurry, sayin' goodbye at the cemetery Though memories fade I got your name tatted on my arm So we both ball 'til my dyin' days Before I say goodbye Kato and Mental, rest in peace! Thug 'til I die! [Chorus] 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 you that I never thought of death My niggas, 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 you that I never thought of death My nigga, we the last ones left, 'cause life goes on [Verse 3] 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 befo' 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 Outlawz, 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 gone You left your nigga on his own; how long we mourn? Life goes on [Chorus] 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 you that I never thought of death My niggas, 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 you that I never thought of death My nigga, we the last ones left, but life goes on [Outro over Chorus] Life goes on, homie Gone on, 'cause they passed away Niggas doin' life Niggas doin' 50 and 60 years and shit I feel you, nigga, trust me, I feel you You know what I mean? Last year we poured out liquor for ya This year, nigga, life goes on, we're gonna clock now Get money, evade bitches, evade tricks Give playa haters plenty of space And basically just represent for you, baby Next time you see your niggas, we gon' be on top, nigga You gon' be like, "Goddamn, them niggas came up!" That's right, baby, life goes on And we up out this bitch Hey, Kato! Mental! Y'all niggas make sure it's poppin' When we get up there, man, don't front