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Låttexter: 2Pac. Until The End Of Time. Good Life.

[Incomprehensible]

I was so money orientated, initiated as a thug
Fiendin' for wicked adventures, ambitious as I was
Picture a nigga on the verge of livin' insane
I sold my soul for a chance to kick it and bang

Now, tell if I'm wrong
But sayin, "Fuck the world", got you deeper in my songs
Drinkin' 'til I earl, spendin' money 'til it's gone
It's the good life, maybe niggaz got it goin' on

Now, maybe if I died and came back, wouldn't have to slang crack
Addicted to the game, so obviously we came strapped
Please forgive me for my wicked ways, fuck a bitch
Bad boy niggaz eat a dick a day, bumpin' this

Lord, have mercy it's a slaughter
So wicked that my tracks is wettin' niggaz like it's water
I learned my lessons as a thug in these wicked ass hood fights
But I'm a baller, now, nigga, I live the good life

This is the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb niggaz that trust them hoes
Found a way to stack money, guaranteed to rise
And live the good life 'cause thug niggaz don't die, see

We live the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb niggaz that trust these hoes
Found a way to stack money, guaranteed to rise
And live the good life 'cause thug niggaz don't die

No one knows what the, future holds
But you ha, ha, listen close
They say reach in yo' heart and you'll find your mind
Every day in the streets, got my foresight blind
My after time is narrow, peepin' down the barrel of a foe
Just a nigga or a killer, I don't know so

Who makes the call, will I fall a victim like the rest?
Slug in the chest, one in the dome and make sure I'm gone
Send me home all alone in these cold streets
In desperation constantly drinkin' and I can't sleep

Neck deep strugglin' tryin' to survive
Some wanna die I wanna stay alive, eyes on the prize
Let me modify this whole region
I declare this sucker duckin' season, give me the reason

Why I should change, into a softie
After living so loftily
It cost me my soul, out of control in a Devil's world
Me, my niggaz, and my girl, livin' the good life

We live the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb niggaz that trust these hoes
Found a way to stack money, guaranteed to rise
And live the good life 'cause thug niggaz don't die

We live the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb niggaz that trust these hoes
Found a way to stack money, guaranteed to rise
And live the good life that's 'cause thug niggaz don't die

I spend my days and nights not knowin' if, strays in flight
Gon' finally catch me, it's the good life, can you hear me?
Clearly over the edge, soon as I wake up
Last night, we off the hook, doin' way too much
But it's the fast lane only, big dealin', big ceiling
All for the money, some kill some squeal

All for the money, most ain't even real
But we still call 'em homies, now, what the fuck is that?
Fake love, fake thugs are, all in the game
I watch 'em all plot and fall while we come up and gain

Outlaw never surrender is the call when you hear us comin'
Better start to get to runnin' 'fore my click get to gunnin'
Still in the midst of all the stress and pain
I'm still tryin' to get a hold of the game, livin' that good life

We live the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb niggaz that trust these hoes
Found a way to stack money, guaranteed to rise
And live the good life 'cause thug niggaz don't die

Uh, we live the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb niggaz that trust these hoes
Found a way to stack money, guaranteed to rise
And live the good life 'cause thug niggaz don't die

Uh, we live the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb niggaz that trust these hoes
Found a way to stack money, guaranteed to rise
And live the good life 'cause thug niggaz don't, uh

This is the good life, fuck my foes
God bless the dumb niggaz that trust these hoes
Found a way to stack money, guaranteed to rise
And live the good life that's 'cause thug niggaz don't die

Good life