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2 Pac - God Bless The Dead

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[Featuring Stretch]

2pac:
Rest in peace to my mothafucka Biggie Smalls
That\'s right boy, it\'s goin on
Right here, Thug Life
God bless the dead

God bless the dead & buried nigga
Don\'t worry if you see God first tell Him shit got worse
I ain\'t mad, I know you\'re representin the crew
And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt & a brew
Fuck the world, pain was a part of the game
If you a baller, money went as quick as it came
My role models gone or they locked in the pen
Straight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind
The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie
Sayin shit don\'t stop, nigga, no pity
We all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams
Money makin mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes
In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind
I was addicted to tryin, never meant to do time
My epitaph will read "Was the last of Gs
Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed
God bless the dead"

Chorus - 2pac:
God bless the dead
God bless the dead
God bless the dead

2pac:
Man, ain\'t nobody promised me a thang
I been caught up in this game
Ever since I was a little 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 all the years took
Half my peers, they\'re stretched for years
And if I die will they all shed tears
Two to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear
Paranoid got me lookin in the mirror
Behind me, life without my nine, I\'d rather do the time
See I\'m old enough to know that ain\'t no justice
Fuck the police & all the courts same way they fucked us
And why the hell am I locked in jail
They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell
In my mind I can see it comin
And all the time it\'s a plot to keep a nigga runnin
By keepin gun & never run unless I\'m comin at ya
Cry later but for now let\'s enjoy the laughter
God bless the dead

Chorus

2pac:
Rest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early
All the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime
Real motherfuckin Gz, this one is for you
Yo Stretch, Biggie

Stretch:
Yo Big this is to you my nigga
Springfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz
Sendin they respect, know I mean?
You my nigga for life, forever
You\'re always gonna be with a nigga
No matter what, don\'t forget that

I pray before I go to sleep
"Dear God save my place 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 blowin, so I\'m flowin goin crazy
Slip for cock the gun but he didn\'t run like a punk
He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk
For spunk is what he had, kid, I\'d ratha attack Big
Now ya bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did
Wannabe suckers wanna test, I\'m tellin you, yes
The teflon\'s bout to rip through your fuckin vest
Guess who? I\'ll make a mess of your crew quick
The spirit Biggie Smalls and the ??? clique, yeah
God bless the dead
God bless the dead
God bless the dead
God bless the dead
2 Pac & Makaveli|Hail Mary|Makaveli - The Don Killuminati Theory|||316
Makaveli in this Killuminati, all through your body.
The blows like a 12 guage shotty. Feel me.
God said he should send his one begotten son to lead
the wild in to the ways of the man.
Follow me.
Be my flesh, flesh and my flesh

Chorus

Come with me, Hail Mary, nigga run quick, see, what do we have
here now? Do you wanna ride or die? La la la la la la

I ain\'t a killa but don\'t push me
revennge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin pussy
Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words quoted
Peep the weakness in the rap game is shorted.
Bow down, pray to God hoping that he\'s listenin
Seein niggas comin for me, to my diamonds, when they glistenin
Now pay attention, Rest in peace father, I\'m a ghost in these killin
fields, Hail Mary catch me if I go, let\'s go deep inside the solitary
mindo of a mad man screams in the dark, evil lurks, enemies, se me flee
Activate my hate, let it break, to the flame
Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim, some say the game
is all corupted, fuck this shit, stuck, niggas lucky if we bust out
this shit, plus momma told me never stop until I bust a nut, fuck the
world if they can\'t adjust. It\'s just as well Hail Mary.

Chorus 2 times

Penitintuary is packed with promise makers
Never realize the precious time the bitch niggas be wastin
Instutionlized I live my life a product
Made to crumble, but to hardened to smile, were to crazy to be humble
We ballin catch be father please cause I\'m fallin, in the liquor store
Pass the Hennessy I hear ya callin
Can I get some more? Hail till I reach Hell, I ain\'t scared.
Momma checkin in my bedroom I ain\'t there.
I got a head wit no screws in it
what can I do one life to live but I got nothin to lose
Just me and you on a one way trip to prison
Sellin drugs we all wrapped up in this livin life as thugs
To my homeboys in Clinton Max, doin there deal,
Raise hell to this real shit and feel this
When they turn out the lights I\'ll be down in the dark
thuggin eternal through my heart
Now Hail Mary Nigga

Chorus 2x

Kastro

They got an APB out on my thug family
Since the Outlawz run these streets like these scandalous freaks
Our enemies die now, walk around half dead
Head down K blasted off Hennessy and Ty chronic mixed
Now I\'m twisted, blisted and high visions of me thug livin
gettin by forever lie, and I multiply survive by my thugs
When I die they won\'t cry unless they comin with slugs.

Young Noble

Peep the whole seen, and whatever goin on around me
Brain cloudy smoked out feelin rowdy
Ready wet the party up and whoever in that motherfucka
Nasty new slugger my heat seeks suckas on a regula
Mashin in a stolin Black ack Integera
Cock back sixty seconds till the draw that\'s when I deadin ya
Feet first ya gotta a nice gat but my heat\'s worse
From a thug to preachin preachin church
I gave you love now you eatin dirt
needin work and
I ain\'t the nigga to put you up on, cause word in born
When I was broke I had to hustle till dawn
That\'s when sun came up
There\'s only one way up, hold ya head stay up
To all my nigga\'s get ya pay and wait up

Kastro

If it\'s on then it;s on, we rate B-breaks
Outlaws on a paper chase, can you relate
to this shit I don\'t got, be the shit I gotta take
Dealin wit fate
Hoping God don\'t close the gate.

Repeat

Chorus and Verse

We\'ve been traveling on this wavy road, long time ??????
but we ride, ride it like a bullet
Hail Mary, Hail Mary

We won\'t worry everything with corine
We free like the bird in the tree
We won\'t worry everything with corine
Yes we free like the bird in the tree
We runnin from the penitintuary
This is the time for reliberty
Hail Mary, Hail Mary

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