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Correct Life Goes On Lyrics
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Correct Life Goes On
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Mr. Shakur, man, your essence remains pure And by the freedom of God, we got a sure shot And Jesus, you've been good to me When it all stops, my life goes on for sure Mr. Shakur and blessed with your Presence, your essence remains pure I never made it in school in '92 Lookin' for a job as a part-time father Only if you knew Pac, with the chronic through Your music was gettin' me through, it's 1999 Now, what we gone do, huh, ya, oh Enemies snicker when I pour out a Little liquor, better not pass me your name And make you out to be the sinner Who spent the holiday with that ghetto Cookin' a hood dinner, writin' my memoirs Right next to your picture, remember "Life goes on", that's what you told me Homie and Sylk E Fine Hooked it up in the nick of time you know me-shit I may be lonely and I talk to you I hope you listening and we mob through you We all miss him and mommy say, hey She feed the babies, Johnny J still crazy as hell Takin' your class in college, hope I don't fail I wish I had the mail for the million dollar bill But that'd be too much like writin' the whole situation And it smells kind of fishy to me Bring the demons to the light The truth, it might set me free But they can't kill you twice By the freedom of God we have a sure shot And Jesus you have been so good to me And by the freedom of God, we got a sure shot And Jesus, you've been good to me When it all stops, my life goes on for sure Mr. Shakur and blessed with your Presence, your essence remains pure Yo, my friends ain't feelin' me Tobacco companies make money off of killin' me We been waitin' for forty acres like we said it Damn and the earthquakes with the world's retaliation All the abomination, call 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 your jewelry And the jury thought they got you I fast, prepare for the rapture with a [unverified] For the ghetto bastards Walk in the wilderness with God given talent for ashes Pass the pastor, he ain't helpin' the hood like judges should But life goes on, it's all good and homie we fight for wood To keep us stupid huh and after Eazy, it ain't no more Ruthless acoustics, same producers seduce us With jewels to boost us, before we prove 'em wrong Kinda revolutionary to move us, but life goes on Within the music and the song, it's abusive if you use it to fuel your fire And by the freedom of God, we got a sure shot And Jesus, you've been good to me When it all stops, my life goes on for sure Mr. Shakur and blessed with your Presence, your essence remains pure Supportin' my people, distortin' my people They callin' my people, evil is finders keepers Losers weep the reaper, all you G's now, proposition 187 And you think we sleep now How in the new millennium could we smile God loves the underdog and of course the ghettos are close Just when the rain falls, reminisce on tattoos The oceans, pain y'all Note here for the dosage of Prozac he prescribed There's too much melanin' in my system Musical group, we won't die And what's the meaning of survival Knowledge of wealth is right there in your bible Look at the literal and learn yourself Pass me the lighter when I'm stressin' on these issues Did I mention my momma gonna need some tissue? When they get you, I continue to flow eternal Remember Mo Murda way back in the day Smokin' burners with lil' Layzie Man we shootin' at the turtle Him and his big boyz doggin' me out, I'm all alone With my Thuggish Ruggish shirt on but still many I don't hate you, we black and strong Even though I know right where you live I forgive you and life goes on And by the freedom of God, we got a sure shot And Jesus, you've been good to me When it all stops, my life goes on for sure Mr. Shakur and blessed with your Presence, your essence remains pure
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