God Bless the Dead (1998 Greatest Hits) [Edit]

Rest in peace, my ****, Biggie Smalls

That's right, boy

It's going on right here, thug life

God bless the dead

God bless the dead and bubby

Don't worry if you see God first, tell him shit got worse

I ain't mad, I know you representing the crew

And I can picture you in Heaven with a ****

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 a pen, straight hustlers

Brought up in the whirlwind

The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie

Saying, shit don't stop ****, no pity

We all hoods and all we ever had was dreams

Money making ****, pot scams and schemes

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind

I was addicted to drugs, never meant to do time

My epitaph will read was the last of Gs

Kick the ****

God bless the dead

That's right, that's right

God bless the dead

You don't stop

God bless the dead

God bless the dead

Man, ain't nobody promise me a thing

I been caught up in this game ever since I was a little ****

Wanting to hang, I could see it in my head, pow

Memories of my **** but he dead now

Looking back in my yearbook, all the years took

Half my peers, it 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

Paranoia got me looking in the mirror

Behind me, life without my nine, I rather do the time

See, I'm old enough to know that there ain't no justice

**** in all the courts, same way they ****ed 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 coming

And all the time it's about to keep a **** running

I keep a gun and never run unless I'm coming at ya

Cry later, but for now let's just enjoy the laughter

God bless the dead

That's right

God bless the dead

Yeah

God bless the dead

They passed too early

All these young **** that was took in they prime

God bless the dead

Real **** Gs, this one is for you

Yo Stretch, Bill

Yo Big, this is to you, Springfield Hollis crew

Thug life, YGs telling they respect, know what I mean?

For life, forever, you always going to be ****, no matter what

Don't forget that

I pray before I go to sleep, dear God

Say my prayers before I start to eat 'cause times is hard

So I'm dropping to my knees, oh why?

Why you had to take my **** with the rock-a-bye

You had to take a good one, a ghetto 'hood son

Uzi weighing a ton, **** terrified to come up from the young gun

Hearing that they did it out of fear don't amaze me

But his mind blown, so I'm flowing, going crazy

Slipped, forgot the gun but he didn't run like a punk

He should have had the gauge in the trunk

But spunk is what he got, kid would rather attack big

Now you 'bout to smell the aftermath of what the MAC did

Wanna be suckers, wanna test?

I'm telling you, yes, this teflon's about to rip through your **** vest

Guess who will make a mess of your crew quick

The spirit of Biggie Smalls and the Thugadon clique, yeah

God bless the dead

God bless the dead

God bless the dead

God bless the dead