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Life Goes On

How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young nigga, there’s a Heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas, we’re the last ones left, but life goes on
How many brothers fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace, young nigga, there’s a Heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My niggas, we’re the last ones left, but life goes on

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