Get it the get up lift the trix up and switch up
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I'll mourn you 'til I join you 'cause I'll keep in touch
I hope you hear me, now in God we trust
And a part of his heart right here in Venice
I hope you hear me, now in God we trust
Even yourself predicted that last night in Vegas
This shit hurts 'cause we went from poor to rich
We were here ah, ha, rapist they shout
Spit the emos over demos thinken ladies and lemos
A little time ticked by, my ho and I got rocked
So I'm lookin' in her eyes while they walkin' me through
We'll mourn, that's what we'll do
You done smiled and said nigga help me get on my clothes
Was a dream smokin' and drinkin' [unverified]
You're supposed to see a lot more than this
It was 90 on the P.E. tour when we mashed down
I'm a mourn you til I join you
Thinkin' Pac hard head what the hell I'm a do
Back then I was taken stashes quick who holdin'
Dear God, times are changing and the weather got hot
Male groupies got dissed and got the hell out of dodge
I wanna praise you and drop off a message to Pac
They fucked up by givin' you too much time to think
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Over the past year a lot of niggas went pop drop
They let you out, you called us up we came as thugs again
So I thank you for my life and all that I got
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I heard gats were brandished, my nigga once again damaged
Nigga, I miss ya this thug, gonna miss ya 'til I'm wit cha'
Even all the prayers can't bring you back to us
The thug luv back up the act up
Just know I'm gonna mourn you 'til I join you
I hope you hear me, now in God we trust
Said you wouldn't rest until you saw a mill
So we got over that, you held up got locked
We was two lil' niggas, both skinny and broke
Shock G and Hakeem would call and fuss
Tours over we were out yeah, and you called with the news
Think of all the times that I rolled wit mine
Ya'll was talkin' shit that ya'll didn't know a damn thang 'bout
You beat his ass then you spit in his face
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I hope you hear me, now in God we trust
We would laugh at the jacks over six packs and yacks
They brought you up, locked you up when you did above the rim
'Cause they know we all kicked up dust
Stealin' backstage passes to hit ho's and coliseums
I hope you hear me, now in God we trust
Ain't never take no shit and Tupac never took no ass
Called you back up, you told me pack up
Both rodies, now homies out the hood on the scene
Even all the prayers can't bring you back to us
Fuck the judge, fuck the court and every bitch that lied
Even all the prayers can't bring you back to us
Shit and can't nobody dis my nigga, mothafuck that I miss my nigga
You was over in New York to film this movie called Juice
Me and you and Stretch could shack up
Yeah the chain remains plus you a part of my link
I remember your release and we met up in L.A. [unverified]
You was a wild motherfucker who could never sit still
Think I missed my baby, don't leave after surgery
Even all the prayers can't bring you back to us
I hope you hear me, now in God we trust
M.O.B. and fuckin' thug of the year
Now we in these savage ages
I'll mourn you 'til I join you 'cause I'll keep in touch
And Big Stretch punched him out his shoes
'Daddy wouldn't pick up our race"
So we kicked it as they stayed and I asked what you need
Puttin' hash with the weed wit a mixture of liquor
That's when every piece of bud I was rolen was stolen
You remember when the cabby said
I'm a mourn you 'til I join you
My lady waking me up yelling Treach, Pac got shot
After that, you blew up a made nigga platinum plus
Nigga, I felt you
You did the humpty with the U, I did the walk wit the queen
Happy if we scrap pennies for smokes
We can't kick it, you ain't wit us is the shit I can't figure
[Unverified] the flip up make them lift they shit up
I'll mourn you 'til I join you 'cause I'll keep in touch
You was going through your stress while your enemies laughed
You say a pound for comin' nigga and a hit of some weed
Addicted to drama a soldier with a nation of thugs
I was sitten here lookin' at your picture my nigga
Damn I wish they knew how much you loved New York
I'll mourn you 'til I join you 'cause I'll keep in touch
[Unverified] they had you caged when I stopped
I'm gonna keep your name on the streets
I remember on the set from the trailer feens stole your jewels
They was blinded when the good shined through, they were on you
At the [unverified] gettin' blazed hand me down with the hay
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Fuck the press, fuck the world, life goes on when you die
I'll mourn you 'til I join you 'cause I'll keep in touch
I'm ya true motherfucker thug nation alert
Even all the prayers can't bring you back to us
Keep his name on the street 'til ya lay in the dirt
Doesn't even seem like 7 years passed
We was back an' forth burough to projects for forts
At the same time you was both loved and feared
Even all the prayers can't bring you back to us
Soon as I get there, I find Afeni urgin' me
You ain't got to worry about how long I'm gonna mourn ya
I'll mourn you 'til I join you 'cause I'll keep in touch
So I asked you not to go over and over God knows
