מילים לשיר Good Life – 2Pac

feat. Big Syke, E.D.I.)
(2Pac) Fiendin for wicked adventures, ambitious as I was
I was so money orientated, initiated as a thug
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
It's the good life Drinkin 'til I earl, spendin money 'til it's gone
Addicted to the game, so obviously we came strapped
Now maybe if I died, and came back, wouldn't have to slang crack
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
But I'm a baller now, nigga, I live the good life
I learned my lessons as a thug in these wicked ass hood fights 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
Every day in the streets, got my foresight blind
They say reach in yo' heart and you'll find your mind
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
In desperation constantly drinkin and I can't sleep
Send me home all alone in these cold streets
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
Me, my niggaz, and my girl It cost me my soul out of control in a devil's world (E.D.I.)
I spend my days and nights not knowin if, strays in flight
Clearly over the edge, soon as I wake up
gon' finally catch me, it's the good life, can you hear me?
But it's the fast lane only, big dealin big ceiling
Last night we off the hook, doin way too much
All for the money, some kill some squeal
All for the money, most ain't even real
Fake love, fake thugs are, all in the game
but we still call 'em homies, now what the fuck is that?
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.