Bay Area - The Song Continues On lyrics

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[Too $hort: talking]

Send a shout out to the homie Pac

Know you out there somewhere right now writing rhymes man, laying tracks

Straight love, you know what im saying always man

We had never forgot about Tupac, you know, thats our boy til the end

[Too $hort x2: rapping]

From hood to hood, block to block

The Bay always got love for Tupac

[E-40:]

Ooooh, [?] game impecable

Work game incredible(how many songs did he do)

Nine songs a day, no less than four

A rap legend, an icon, a reptible

Last time i seen him was at my Rapper's Ball video

Pec you'll be proud of me pimpin', I'm doing my best

Not only the Bay, but im holding down the West

And I just wanna thank Afeni(why)

For birthing Tupac Shakur, hte greatest rapper in history

[Hammer:]

Im glad we had a chance, to say goodbye

I shed so many tears and you changed my life

California Love baby ride or die

I can hear you, right now, Pac yelling West Side

And west it is, we got the world going dumb

We gone make'em understand Pac where we coming from

Dont you worry homie, rest in peace

We appreciate your love, let your soul run free

[San Quinn:]

Look into the hearts of men, every pumping valve

Man i wish we had 2Pacalypse now

Like you, I wanna make the whole love me

You let me now, only God can judge me

I got tears in my eyes as i write this verse

The whole Bay know you were hyphy first

You've been gone, the world stand srtong

Immortalized, the legend lives on

[chorus: Mike Marshall]

Do you hear the people sing

Singing the song thats in their veins

Its the music of the people

Who have smiled found the pain

When the beating of your heart, there goes the beating of the drums

Know the song continues on when tomorrow comes

[Mistah Fab:]

(Mistah Fab)

This is for the great Amaru

God knew, that you, would ride through the ghettos of the world and provide food

For hopeless youth, dope feinds with dope to use

The way that you spoke your [?] gave hope to dudes

Tupac, the legndary Shakur

Makaveli the Don, a profit im sure

And '96 man it dont seem like its been

I can picture you rolling up in your 500 Bens

[Mac Mall:]

(Mac)

You gave me love on the ghetto scene

Put me on a million TV screens, with you

I remember drinking liqour at century clubs

Watching superstars sworn over Thug Life

You took a youngin fromt he Crest Side, world wide

Real thizzness [?] when you died

Im a real outlaw

And ima ride til the end of time

And when i see you on the other side

Ima crack the cap on the heny

And Big Brother[?]

[Band-Aide of Dem Hoodstarz:]

(Hoodstarz)

All eyes on me

Dear mama, its me against the world

You know I get around like your brendas little girl

Blast me, no im not telling you to blast me

Pac was a [?], his death was a tragedy

[Scoot of Dem Hoddstarz]

Come with me, hail mary to the soldiers

Spit at the cameras, flippin off the rollers

I swear you made a nation full of thugs, put your W's up

And make the West Coast feel like [?], rest in peace Pac

[chorus]

[Turf: Talk]

(Aye Pac wassup mayne)

Man Ive been missing Makaveli since '96

Pac the games change, there are hella wimps

Picrture me rolling, one of my favorite songs

Satrin At The World Through My Rearview, Life Goes On

Had dreams of working with you, but it never happened

But I aint trippin cause we'll colabirate some day in heaven

All of your albums classic

All of them slappin

Is there a heaven for a G

I know you got it crackin

[Lil Uno of The Pack:]

Makaveli, Tupac, he was a legend

But now he's in a better place, on earth we call it heaven

'96 is the year that we lost a gift

You gone, but not forgotten, and you always will be missed

[B of The Pack:]

Man, Pac, we love you, nobody above you

You music touched us, and the people we buzzin

It's all about Pac, yea the angels with the broken wings

Rose from concrete, he's still here is what it seems

[Young L of The Pack:]

Stand troops, recognize the truth

Here lies the dude who lived rough and died for you

Took slugs and spilt his blood to lace the youth

And told young niggas to get up and face the blues

Cause its a thugs life, everyday is what we do

Love life, beleive and you'll see it through

So to my brother Pac make a place for me with you

Ima represent you, til I reach the tool

[chorus]

[Baby Bash:]

(Bash)

He used to clown around, when he came a round with the underground

Hit the V-Town with Kyrie on some thunder pounds

Even directed the video(Mac Mall)

He was on some mager shit way back then but we didnt know

How were Gsget to work, on the herb and the purp

Probably looking down, smiling on some purp

He had love for us Mexicans

Loves to see young playas stacking Benjamins

[Nump:]

(Nump Trump)

I wake up and blaze one for Pac every morning

Its Mr. I Got Grapes, picture me rolling

Everybody knows this, or knew what it was

When we found out Pac passed, it was so messed up

We were crushed, couldnt beleive it, Gorilla-Pinos and all

We still slap youre album til the music leaves on

When tomorrow comes, we still ride for Makaveli

From the low-lows to scrapers, you smell me

Ughhh

[Shock G:]

Pac, he didnt mean to die, he got in over his head

Died for you but wasnt trying to be dead

He went round and round, cause theres nothing better to do

What could be better than dying for you

Split the blunt, put the Henesi in the cup

Let me see ya, let me see ya toss it up

We all feel Tupac, now that he's gone

But recognize those alive who sing the same song, c'mon

[chorus]