Good Life
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
[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
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
[Big Syke]
No one knows what the
Future holds for 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. Mean]
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] (with minor variations) (x2)