2 Pac - God Bless The Dead Lyrics
Featuring Stretch]2pac:Rest in peace to my motha*****a Biggie SmallsThat's right boy, it's goin onRight here, Thug LifeGod bless the deadGod bless the dead & buried niggaDon't worry if you see God first tell Him shit got worseI ain't mad, I know you're representin the crewAnd I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt & a brew***** the world, pain was a part of the gameIf you a baller, money went as quick as it cameMy role models gone or they locked in the penStraight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwindThe other day, I thought I seen my homeboy BiggieSayin shit don't stop, nigga, no pityWe all hoods, and all we ever had was dreamsMoney makin motha*****as plot scandalous schemesIn the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mindI was addicted to tryin, never meant to do timeMy epitaph will read "Was the last of GsKicked the shit to make the white man bleedGod bless the dead"Chorus - 2pac:God bless the deadGod bless the deadGod bless the dead2pac:Man, ain't nobody promised me a thangI been caught up in this gameEver since I was a little mother*****a wantin to hangI can see 'em in my head, powMemories of my nigga but he dead nowLookin back in my yearbook all the years tookHalf my peers, they're stretched for yearsAnd if I die will they all shed tearsTwo to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clearParanoid got me lookin in the mirrorBehind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the timeSee I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice***** the police & all the courts same way they *****ed usAnd why the hell am I locked in jailThey let them white boys free, we be shocked as hellIn my mind I can see it cominAnd all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runninBy keepin gun & never run unless I'm comin at yaCry later but for now let's enjoy the laughterGod bless the deadChorus2pac:Rest in peace to all the mother*****as that passed too earlyAll the young mother*****as that was took in they primeReal mother*****in Gz, this one is for youYo Stretch, BiggieStretch:Yo Big this is to you my niggaSpringfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGzSendin they respect, know I mean?You my nigga for life, foreverYou're always gonna be with a niggaNo matter what, don't forget thatI pray before I go to sleep"Dear God save my place before I start to eat, cause times is hardSo 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 tonNiggas terrified of comin from the young gunHearin that they did it outta fear don't amaze meBut it's mind blowin, so I'm flowin goin crazySlip for ***** the gun but he didn't run like a punkHe shoulda had the gauge in the trunkFor spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack BigNow ya bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack didWannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin you, yesThe teflon's bout to rip through your *****in vestGuess who? I'll make a mess of your crew quickThe spirit Biggie Smalls and the ??? clique, yeahGod bless the deadGod bless the deadGod bless the deadGod bless the dead
