God Bless The Dead Lyrics - 2pac- Greatest Hits - 2pac

2pac: 

Rest in peace to my mothafucka Biggie Smalls 

That's right boy, it's goin on 

Right here, Thug Life 

God bless the dead 

God bless the dead buried nigga 

Don't worry if you see God first tell Him shit 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 

Fuck 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 shit don't stop, nigga, no pity 

We all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams 

Money makin mothafuckas 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 shit to make the white man bleed 

God bless the dead" 

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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 motherfucka wantin to hang 

I can see 'em in my head, pow 

Memories of my nigga 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 

Fuck the police all the courts same way they fucked 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 nigga 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 

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Chorus 

2pac: 

Rest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early 

All the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime 

Real motherfuckin Gz, this one is for you 

Yo Stretch, Biggie 

Stretch: 

Yo Big this is to you my nigga 

Springfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz 

Sendin they respect, know I mean? 

You my nigga for life, forever 

You're always gonna be with a nigga 

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 covered to my knees, oh why? 

Why you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy? 

You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin a ton 

Niggas 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 

Slip for cock 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 fuckin 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