Life Goes On

[Chorus Kokane (Snoop Dogg)]

Life Goes on (Life, Life, Life, Yeah)

Life Goes on (Life, Life)

[Snoop Dogg]

Lil Tone, Lil Loc Half Dead ken folk

Papa Loc, gun smoke, beer bottles & dope

Remines twist shit blaze it up and spit this real shit

For the homies that R.I.P

Don't trip on crip we keep ya'll alive

Meech dogg bigg Ernest, Fred dogg 3 times

Like bub Scarface, T-Loc 1 & 2

Big 40 mick dogg this ones for you

Sammy Parker we ain't forgot about you O.G. cuzz

I'mma show these niggas how it's supposed to be done

G-Bo gator, you know I ain't no hater

I'mma holla at you later

Tic toc don't stop big East slap rock

Remember Boot, Murf & Dale - I miss the homies a lot

D-O-Dubb you the realest nigga I feel it dogg

Man my love ones I miss yall (miss yall)

[Chorus: Kokane (Snoop Dogg)]

Life Goes on (Life, Life, Life)

Life Goes on (Life, Remember, Remember Ya'll)

Remember tha G'z that were, here now there gone

Life goes on (Life, Life, Life)

[Snoop Dogg]

Pancake Lil man, Lil Tray & Jay dogg

God bless ya'll souls and listem may ya'll

Kids live a long life, live a strong life

Not the wrong life, let em live they own life

G'dub, Jeff hogin we keep it rollin

Pancho loc & my homeboy Nollan

Big blue from the rear block

You keep it real wit a nigga since the pop loc, you bought me soda pop

My nigga cartoon, Lil Noock & Pete Both from the north

We meet in 7th grade on the B-Ball court

Just like the homie Demon Loc

Damn too many of my homies got smoked

Before I lost 2Pac I lost my Grand Pa

Tha Raw dogg, I called him pa pa, aah naw

Not Reverend Harris too

Dear God, tell me what our church gone do

[Chorus]

[Snoop Dogg]

If you think that's bad, well that ain't all

I gotta give a couple of shouts out to my doggz

Eazy E

Roger Troutman & The Notorious, B.I.G

My Big Homeboy Mooch you know I love your moms to death

In Heaven she rest

H.D. - Mary was your pride & Joy

& Warren G ya'll my Mutha Phukkkin homeboyz

He lost Ola Mae the same way

See I be lookin at yall, & wantin to touch my momma everyday

I don't know what I'm goin through but I'm there for you

See on some real shit homie I care for you

Rough times, Rough Rhymes, Heart-ache

Man I ease the pane with a glass of bacarda

But how could I, & why should I

Cause on the real folks it's hard to say good-bye (good-bye)

[Chorus]