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  • Текст песни Dirty Art Club ft. Zame - Life goes on

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    How many brothas fell victim

    to tha streetz
    Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a 'G'
    be a lie, If I told ya that I never

    thought of death
    my niggas, we tha last ones left
    but life goes on.....

    Verse One:

    As I bail through tha empty halls
    breath stinkin'
    in my draws
    ring, ring, ring

    incoming call
    plus this my homie from high school
    he's getting bye
    It's time to bury another

    brotha nobody cry
    life as a baller
    alchol and booty calls
    we usta do them as adolecents
    do you

    raised as G's
    loc'ed out and blazed the weed
    get on tha roof
    let's get smoked out

    and blaze with me
    2 in tha morning
    and we still high assed out
    screamin' 'thug till I die'

    before I passed out
    but now that your gone
    i'm in tha zone
    'I don't wanna die all

    but now ya gone
    and all I got left are stinkin' memories
    I love them niggas to death

    drinkin' Hennessy
    while tryin' ta make it last
    I drank a 5th for that ass
    when you passed....

    life goes on


    Verse Two:

    Yeah nigga
    I got tha word as hell
    ya blew

    trial and tha judge gave you
    25 with an L
    time to prepare to do fed time
    won't see parole

    life as a convict
    that's getten' old
    plus with tha drama
    we're lookin out for your babies mama

    taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin on her...
    life in tha hood...
    is all good for nobody

    remember gamin' on dumb hoties at chill parties
    Me and you
    No true a two
    while scheming on hits

    and gettin tricks
    that maybe we can slide into
    but now you burried
    rest nigga
    cause I ain't

    eyes bluried
    sayin' goodbye at the cemetary
    tho' memories fade
    I got your name tated on my

    so we both ball till' my dying days
    before I say goodbye
    Kato, we're meant to rest in peace

    Thug till I die


    Verse Three:

    Bury me smilin'
    with G's in my pocket

    have a party at my funeral
    let every rapper rock it
    let tha hoes that I usta know
    from way before

    kiss me from my head to my toe
    give me a paper and a pen
    so I can write about my life of sin
    a couple

    bottles of Gin
    incase I don't get in
    tell all my people i'm a Ridah
    nobody cries when we die

    let me ride
    until I get free
    I live my life in tha fast lane
    got police chasen me
    to my

    niggas from old blocks
    from old crews
    niggas that guided me through
    back in tha old school
    pour out

    some liquor
    have a toast for tha homies
    see we both gotta die
    but ya chose to go before me

    brothas miss ya while your gone
    you left your nigga on his own
    how long we mourn
    life goes on...

    Chorus *repeats to end*
    (sung overtop repeating chorus)

    Life goes on homie
    gone on, cause

    they passed away
    Niggas doin' life
    Niggas doin' 50 and 60 years and shit
    I feel ya nigga, trust me

    I feel ya
    You know what I mean
    last year
    we poured out liquor for ya
    this year nigga, life goes

    we're gonna clock now
    get money
    evade bitches
    evade tricks
    give players plenty space

    and basicaly just represent for you baby
    next time you see your niggas
    your gonna be on top nigga

    their gonna be like,
    'Goddamn, them niggas came up'
    that's right baby
    life goes on....

    we up out this bitch
    hey Kato, Mental
    y'all niggas make sure it's popin' when we get up there

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