Mr. Shakur, man, your essence pure
And by the freedom of God, we got a shot And Jesus, been good to me it all stops, my life goes on for sure Mr. Shakur and blessed with presence Your essence pure
I never made it in school in '92, 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, what we do, huh, ya oh Enemies snicker when I out a little liquor
Better not pass me your and make you out to be the sinner Who spent the holiday with that ghetto, a hood dinner Writin' my memoirs right next to your picture, 'Life on', that's 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 you, we all miss him, and mommy say hey She feed the babies, Johnny J crazy as hell
Takin' your class in college, I don't fail I wish I had the for the million dollar bill But that'd be too much writin' the whole situation And it smells of fishy to me, bring the demons to the light
The truth, it set me free, but they can't kill you twice By the freedom of God, we have a sure And Jesus, You have been so to me
And by the freedom of God, we got a sure And Jesus, been good to me When it all stops, my goes on for sure Mr. Shakur and blessed with presence essence remains pure
Yo, my friends feelin' me, tobacco companies make money off Of killin' me, we been waitin' for acres like we said it, damn And the earthquakes the world's retaliation, all the abomination Call it El Nino, but it feels like revelation, huh, and Pac got to you
You don't think, I think a fan shot you, they was jealous of jewelry And the jury thought got you, I fast, prepare for the rapture With a [Unverified] for the bastards, walk in the wilderness With God talent for ashes, pass the pastor, he ain't helpin'
The hood like judges should, but goes on, it's all good And homie we for wood, to keep us stupid huh, and after Eazy It ain't no ruthless acoustics, same producers seduce us With jewels to boost us, before we 'em wrong
Kinda revolutionary to move us, but goes on Within the music and the abusive if you use it to fuel your fire, huh
And by the freedom of God, we got a sure And Jesus, You've been to me When it all stops, my life goes on for Mr. and blessed with Your presence Your essence pure
Supportin' my people, distortin' my people, they callin' my Evil is finders keepers losers the reaper, all you G's now Proposition 187, and you we sleep now How in the new millennium could we smile, God loves the
And of course the ghettos are close, just when the rain on tattoos, the oceans, pain y'all Note for the dosage 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 is right There in your Bible, look at the literal and learn Pass me the lighter when I'm on these issues Did I mention my momma gonna some tissue when they get you
I continue to flow eternal, remember Mo Murda way in the day burners with lil' Layzie, man we shootin' at the turtle Him and his big doggin' me out, I'm all alone my Thuggish Ruggish shirt on, but still many
I hate you, we black and strong Even though I know right where you I forgive you and life on
And by the of God, we got a sure shot And Jesus, You've been to me When it all stops, my goes on for sure Mr. Shakur and blessed Your presence Your essence remains