2pac - Visions of Me Dead (REMIX) lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: 2Pac] God bless the dead, and buried n***a, don't worry If you see God first Tell him sh** got worse I ain't mad I know you representing the crew And I can picture you in heaven with a blunt and a brew f** the world, pain was a part of the game If you a baller, money went as quick as it came My role models - gone or they locked in the pen Straight hustlers, caught up in the whirlwind The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggy Saying sh** don't stop n***a no pity We all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams Money making motherf**ers plot scandalous schemes In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind I was addicted to trying, never meant to do time My epitaph, will read, was the last of G's Kicked the sh** to make the white man bleed God bless the dead [Hook: 2Pac] I see visions of me dead, lord are you there? A closed casket at my funeral, and no one's there Is there a heaven for a k**er? I change my ways And every day, I'm a hustler, getting paid I see visions of me dead, lord are you there? A closed casket at my funeral, and no one cares Is there a heaven for a G? I'm telling you now, you motherf**ers don't know me [Verse 2: 2Pac] The motherf**ing dust kicker, who can you trust? Do have you the heart to see a n***a Before you bust? My name is spoken on the tongues of so many foes Busting motherf**ers out the box, I ain't even gone Now how the hell do you explain, my claim to fame From doing flicks to busting tricks out the f**ing frame Got these b**hes on my jock, n***as on my block Jealous a** s**ers, got em ducking from my smoking Glock And busting n***as a**es to stay alive Skinny a** player watching bigger motherf**ers fry They ask me how I'm living? I'm a hustler Bucking busters, 'til they die Now it's on in the ghetto, you ain't heard? n***as got they AK's heading for the burbs Aiming at them skin-head b**hes let it rain Giving em a wet welcome to the house of pain! [Hook: 2Pac] [Verse 3: 2Pac] But still I'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed As I laugh, pushing the gas while my Glocks blast We was young and we was dumb, but we had heart In the dark, will we survive through the bad parts? Many dreams is what I had, and plenty wishes No hesitation in extermination of these snitches Envious b**hes, they still continue to pursue me A couple of movies, now the whole world's trying to screw me Even the cops tried to sue me, so what can I do? But stay true, sipping 22's of brew And now media is trying to test me Got the press asking questions, trying to stress me Misery is all I see, that's my mind state My history with the police will shake the crime rate My main man had two strikes, slipped, got arrested and flipped Two- Two strikes slipped got arrested and flip He screamed "thug life" [Hook: 2Pac]