[2Pac]
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
[Chorus]
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
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
[Big Syke]
No one knows what the, future holds, but you
Haha.. 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!
[Chorus]
[E.D.I.]
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
[Chorus- 2X (w/ minor variations)]
