слова песни 2Pac - God Bless The Dead
2pac:
Rest in peace to my mothaf**ka Biggie Smalls
That's right boy, it's goin on
Right here, Thug Life
God bless the dead
God bless the dead & buried ni**a
Don't worry if you see God first tell Him s**t got worse
I ain't mad, I know you're representin the crew
And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt & a brew
f**k the world, pain was a part of the game
If you a baller, money went as quick as it came
My role models gone or they locked in the pen
Straight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind
The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie
Sayin s**t don't stop, ni**a, no pity
We all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams
Money makin mothaf**kas plot scandalous schemes
In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind
I was addicted to tryin, never meant to do time
My epitaph will read "Was the last of Gs
Kicked the s**t to make the white man bleed
God bless the dead"
Chorus - 2pac:
God bless the dead
God bless the dead
God bless the dead
2pac:
Man, ain't nobody promised me a thang
I been caught up in this game
Ever since I was a little motherf**ka wantin to hang
I can see 'em in my head, pow
Memories of my ni**a but he dead now
Lookin back in my yearbook all the years took
Half my peers, they're stretched for years
And if I die will they all shed tears
Two to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear
Paranoid got me lookin in the mirror
Behind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time
See I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice
f**k the police & all the courts same way they f**ked us
And why the hell am I locked in jail
They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell
In my mind I can see it comin
And all the time it's a plot to keep a ni**a runnin
By keepin gun & never run unless I'm comin at ya
Cry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter
God bless the dead
Chorus
2pac:
Rest in peace to all the motherf**kas that pa*sed too early
All the young motherf**kas that was took in they prime
Real motherf**kin Gz, this one is for you
Yo Stretch, Biggie
Stretch:
Yo Big this is to you my ni**a
Springfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz
Sendin they respect, know I mean?
You my ni**a for life, forever
You're always gonna be with a ni**a
No matter what, don't forget that
I pray before I go to sleep
"Dear God save my place before I start to eat, cause times is hard
So i'm dropping to my knees, oh why, why you had to
take my ni**a with the rock-a-bye
You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin a ton
ni**as terrified of comin from the young gun
Hearin that they did it outta fear don't amaze me
But it's mind blowin, so I'm flowin goin crazy
Slick forgot the gun, but he didn't run like a punk
He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk
For spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big
Now ya bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did
Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin you, yes
The teflon's bout to rip through your f**kin vest
Guess who? I'll make a mess of your crew quick
The spirit Biggie Smalls and the ??? clique, yeah
God bless the dead
God bless the dead
God bless the dead
God bless the dead