Chorus The lord has taken you away To see a brighter day You know we miss you Tupac. Repeat Chorus 3 more times Dear God I wonder can you save me The ghetto's got me losing my mind I'm going crazy. From shootouts with suckas my opposition collapses They got me rolling dice with my eleven I don't want a crap. With black fools gonna attack those and I hit their ass first Cause in the sea and in a sqeeze got me feeling like I'm cursed Have you forsaken either way got me actin like a villian With a million dollar dream, kill the sceam and scandelous ass women Im bending blocks and toting glocks on a daily operation And facing death around the corner if I let these suckas take me But I'm a ridah so im a ride 'til the wheels fall off And shove these bastards in the caskets, haul they asses off Though we barried ghetto soldiers who lie close at heart And separate from family members in the tears of support Wash your tears through the years knowing our love aint gonna cease Increase gun rates and poverty got us stuck on our knees Beggin the lord why have you cursed men with white collar and gun play About the projects with no money, still stuck on this one way Streets with no peace with myself let alone somebody else Savagely livin for the cabbage pulling AK's off my shelf. Its jealousy and envy that got Pac licked Most definitely Mr. Makaveli going be missed All eyes on a ridah, with ambitions that aint hard to find Got around and made a 5 out of a nickel and a dime And now the lord they love to shoot cops instead of niggas Hollar thug life and pour out a little liquor Well here's a jug of the thug passion just for you R and P, Killuminati, 21 gun salute. Chorus 3x Life is living hell busterated and jail cells Back against the world colliding heads with white males From state to Cali jail, why surrender if no bail You're zipping your lips because you fail if you tell Packing the shit on your side because you're too scared to die You want peace on the streets but instead you're strappin the nine Dead brothers fallin behind got a cemetery and line He's getting barried for dying, for a minute I was worried and crying You're lying flat on your back, it was a stream of a blood bath Escape from my thug staff, and ventured the wrong path Die in the bay, but I still got props for LA Rest in peace Makaveli meet you at the front gate Even though we never kicked it, god lift it, man you was hella gifted In this rap game, aint it a shame, but I bet we wont forget your name You remain to be the most influential, on top of instrumentals Stories so real but so resentful, To the hard times, the hard crimes, was the death of Makaveli And hunger aint the pain I'm feeling up in my belly right now My stomach keeps turning, visions of murder got my blood burning And best believe them suckas gonna get what they deserving Makaveli, AKA Tupacalysa, I reminisca, you carrying a clips and talkin shit a Keepin up with the bad boy, in a bad boy, but a bad boy, Carrying all them feelings towards us, was always ready to go to war I never knew ya, but in my heart I wanted to meet cha Sort of like a teacher, guys will preacha, watch you be the reaker I miss your video the way you spit the realest lyrics I also feel it when I hear it makes my mic go wicked I cannot fix it, the love that you brought to a nation Keepin' it real with the reputation, fire up the insulation Don't ask any questions, I'm gonna keep your mind steady guessin Is that another hardcore rapper trying to start some messin I'm not affiliated with the drama on the streets I'm only a G when you messing with my family One love goes out to the deceased who die by my peace a We all will miss a, the man they call Tupacalysa The lord has taken you away Such a gloomy day in this game I guess ill see you next lifetime, yeah Cause life goes on Chorus 2x (w/ male) Chorus 3x (fade out on 3rd time)
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