Life Goes On Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

Em70

3

0

2

2

0

TUPAC - LIFE GOES ON

Chorus

GHow many brothers fell Dvictim to the streets

 Rest in Empeace young nigga, there's a Em7heaven for a G

 Be a Clie, if I told ya that I Emnever thought of death

 My nCigga, we the last ones lDeft

But life goes on

Verse one

 As I Gbail through the empty halls

DBreath stinkin' in my jaws

EmRing, ring, ring, quiet yEm7'all, incoming call

CPlus this my homie from Emhigh school, he gettin by

CIt's time to bury anoDther brother, nobody cry

GLife as a baller,D alcohol and booty calls

EmWe used to do them as Em7adolescents, do you recall?

 RaCised as G's, loc'ed out andEm blazed the weed

 GCet on the roof let's get smDoked out and blaze with me

 TGwo in the morning and we stillD high assed out

 SEmcreamin thug till IEm7 die before I passed out

 BCut now that you’re Emgone, I'm in the zone

 Thinkin IC don't wanna die all alDone

But now ya gone

GAnd all I got Dleft are stinkin memories

EmI love them niggas to Em7death, I'm drinkin Hennessy

CWhile tryin to make it lEmast

 I drank a fCifth for that ass when you pDassed

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 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

Verse two

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

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 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

Verse three

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