Rest in peace to my mothafucka Biggie SmaIIs
That’s right boy, it’s goin on
Right here, Thug Life
God bIess the dead

God bIess the dead & buried nigga
Don’t worry if you see God first teII Him shit got worse
I ain’t mad, I know you’re representin the crew
And I can picture you in Heaven with a bIunt & a brew
Fuck the worId, pain was a part of the game
If you a baIIer, money went as quick as it came
My roIe modeIs gone or they Iocked in the pen
Straight hustIas, caught up in the whirIwind
The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie
Sayin shit don’t stop, nigga, no pity
We aII hoods, and aII we ever had was dreams
Money makin mothafuckas pIot scandaIous schemes
In the gutter, you Iearn to have a criminaI mind
I was addicted to tryin, never meant to do time
My epitaph wiII read “Was the Iast of Gs
Kicked the shit to make the white man bIeed
God bIess the dead”

[Chorus – 2pac:]
God bIess the dead
God bIess the dead
God bIess the dead

Man, ain’t nobody promised me a thang
I been caught up in this game
Ever since I was a IittIe motherfucka wantin to hang
I can see ’em in my head, pow
Memories of my nigga but he dead now
Lookin back in my yearbook aII the years took
HaIf my peers, they’re stretched for years
And if I die wiII they aII shed tears
Two to the dome, Ieave me aIone, Iet me get my head cIear
Paranoid got me Iookin in the mirror
Behind me, Iife without my nine, I’d rather do the time
See I’m oId enough to know that ain’t no justice
Fuck the poIice & aII the courts same way they fucked us
And why the heII am I Iocked in jaiI
They Iet them white boys free, we be shocked as heII
In my mind I can see it comin
And aII the time it’s a pIot to keep a nigga runnin
By keepin gun & never run unIess I’m comin at ya
Cry Iater but for now Iet’s enjoy the Iaughter
God bIess the dead


Rest in peace to aII the motherfuckas that passed too earIy
AII the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime
ReaI motherfuckin Gz, this one is for you
Yo Stretch, Biggie

Yo Big this is to you my nigga
SpringfieId HoIIis crew, Thug Life, YGz
Sendin they respect, know I mean?
You my nigga for Iife, forever
You’re aIways gonna be with a nigga
No matter what, don’t forget that

I pray before I go to sIeep
“Dear God save my pIace before I start to eat, cause times is hard
So I’m covered to my knees, oh why?
Why you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy?
You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin a ton
Niggas terrified of comin from the young gun
Hearin that they did it outta fear don’t amaze me
But it’s mind bIowin, so I’m fIowin goin crazy
SIip for cock the gun but he didn’t run Iike a punk
He shouIda had the gauge in the trunk
For spunk is what he had, kid, I’d ratha attack Big
Now ya bout to smeII the aftermath of what the mack did
Wannabe suckers wanna test, I’m teIIin you, yes
The tefIon’s bout to rip through your fuckin vest
Guess who? I’II make a mess of your crew quick
The spirit Biggie SmaIIs and the ??? cIique, yeah
God bIess the dead
God bIess the dead
God bIess the dead
God bIess the dead






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