Mr. Shakur, man, essence remains pure
And by the freedom of God, we got a shot And Jesus, You've good to me When it all stops, my life on for sure Mr. Shakur and blessed with presence Your essence pure
I never made it in school in '92, lookin' for a job as a part-time if you knew Pac, with the chronic thru your music Was gettin' me thru, it's 1999 now, we gone do, huh, ya oh snicker when I pour out a little liquor
Better not pass me your and make you out to be the sinner Who spent the holiday with that ghetto, cookin' a dinner Writin' my memoirs right to your picture, remember 'Life goes on', what you told me homie
And Sylk E Fine hooked it up in the of time you know me-shit I may be lonely and I talk to you, I you listening And we mob thru you, we all him, and mommy say hey She feed the babies, Johnny J still crazy as
Takin' your class in college, hope I don't I wish I had the mail for the dollar bill But that'd be too much like writin' the situation And it smells kind of fishy to me, bring the to the light
The truth, it might set me free, but can't kill you twice By the freedom of God, we a sure shot And Jesus, You have been so to me
And by the freedom of God, we got a sure And Jesus, been good to me it all stops, my life goes on for sure Mr. Shakur and with Your presence essence remains pure
Yo, my friends ain't feelin' me, tobacco make money off Of killin' me, we been waitin' for forty acres we said it, damn And the earthquakes with the world's retaliation, all the it El Nino, but it feels like revelation, huh, and Pac they got to you
You don't think, I think a fan shot you, they was jealous of jewelry And the jury they got you, I fast, prepare for the rapture With a for the ghetto bastards, walk in the wilderness With God talent for ashes, pass the pastor, he ain't helpin'
The hood like judges should, but life on, it's all good And we fight for wood, to keep us stupid huh, and after Eazy It ain't no more ruthless acoustics, same producers us With jewels to boost us, before we prove 'em
Kinda revolutionary to move us, but goes on the music and the song It's abusive if you use it to your fire, huh
And by the of God, we got a sure shot And Jesus, been good to me When it all stops, my life on for sure Mr. Shakur and blessed with Your Your essence remains
Supportin' my people, distortin' my people, they callin' my Evil is keepers losers weep the reaper, all you G's now 187, and you think we sleep now How in the new millennium could we smile, God loves the
And of course the ghettos are close, when the rain falls Reminisce on tattoos, the oceans, y'all Note here for the of prozac he prescribed There's too much in my system, musical group, we won't die
And what's the meaning of survival, knowledge of wealth is There in your Bible, look at the literal and yourself Pass me the lighter when I'm stressin' on these Did I my momma gonna need some tissue when they get you
I continue to flow eternal, Mo Murda way back in the day Smokin' burners with lil' Layzie, man we at the turtle Him and his big boyz me out, I'm all alone my Thuggish Ruggish shirt on, but still many
I don't hate you, we black and Even though I know right you live I forgive you and goes on
And by the freedom of God, we got a shot And Jesus, You've good to me When it all stops, my life on for sure Mr. Shakur and blessed Your presence Your essence pure