| Lyrics: | 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 u 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 that ghetto, we could a had dinner, writing
my memoirs right next to your picture, remember life goes on, that's what u told me homie , in silky
fire hood, hooked it up, and a nick of time u 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 have a sure shot and Jesus you have been so good to
me
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 2x
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 freind 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 acoustics, 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 to built your
vibe. (Huh)
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 (bless) with your
presence, your essence remains pure (oh) 2x
So quarter my people, disorder my people, and
follow my people, even lets finders' keepers, losers weep to reap all u 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 for 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 layzie, 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 at me, many I don't hate chu we black and strong, even though I know right where you
live I forgive and life goes on and life goes on. [uh] [uh] guba guba
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.. |
