Mr. Shakur, man, your remains pure
And by the freedom of God, we got a sure And Jesus, been good to me When it all stops, my life goes on for Mr. Shakur and blessed with Your essence remains pure
I made it in school in '92, lookin' for a job as a part-time father if you knew Pac, with the chronic thru your music Was gettin' me thru, it's 1999 now, we gone do, huh, ya oh Enemies 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 my memoirs right next to your picture, remember 'Life goes on', that's what you told me
And Sylk E Fine hooked it up in the nick of time you 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 crazy as hell
Takin' your in college, hope I don't fail I I had the mail for the million dollar bill But that'd be too much like the whole situation And it smells kind of fishy to me, bring the demons to the
The truth, it set me free, but they can't kill you twice By the of God, we have a sure shot And Jesus, You have been so to me
And by the freedom of God, we got a shot And Jesus, been good to me When it all stops, my goes on for sure Mr. Shakur and blessed with presence Your essence pure
Yo, my ain't feelin' me, tobacco companies make money off Of killin' me, we been waitin' for forty like we said it, damn And the earthquakes the world's retaliation, all the abomination 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, was jealous of your jewelry And the thought they got you, I fast, prepare for the rapture a [Unverified] for the ghetto bastards, walk in the wilderness With God given for ashes, pass the pastor, he ain't helpin'
The hood like judges should, but life on, it's all good And homie we fight for wood, to keep us stupid huh, and Eazy It ain't no more ruthless acoustics, same seduce us With to boost us, before we prove 'em wrong
Kinda revolutionary to move us, but goes on the music and the song It's if you use it to fuel your fire, huh
And by the of God, we got a sure shot And Jesus, You've been to me When it all stops, my life goes on for Mr. Shakur and with Your presence Your essence remains
Supportin' my people, my people, they callin' my people Evil is finders keepers losers the reaper, all you G's now 187, and you think we sleep now How in the new millennium we smile, God loves the underdog
And of course the ghettos are close, just when the rain Reminisce on tattoos, the oceans, pain here for the dosage of prozac he prescribed There's too much melanin in my system, musical group, we die
And the meaning of survival, knowledge of wealth is right in your Bible, look at the literal and learn yourself Pass me the lighter I'm stressin' on these issues Did I mention my momma gonna need tissue when they get you
I continue to flow eternal, remember Mo Murda way in the day Smokin' with lil' Layzie, man we shootin' at the turtle Him and his big boyz me out, I'm all alone With my Thuggish Ruggish shirt on, but 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 of God, we got a sure shot And Jesus, been good to me When it all stops, my goes on for sure Mr. and blessed with Your presence Your remains pure