Bizzy Bone Life Goes On Tupac Tribute Lyrics

Life Goes On Tupac Tribute 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..