[2pac:]
  Rest in peace to my mothafucka Biggie Smalls
  That's right boy, it's goin on
  Right here, Thug Life
  God bless the dead
    God bless the dead & buried nigga
  Don't worry if you see God first tell Him shit got worse
  I ain't mad, I know you're representin the crew
  And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt & a brew
  Fuck 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 hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind
  The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie
  Sayin shit don't stop, nigga, no pity
  We all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams
  Money makin mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes
  In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind
  I was addicted to tryin, never meant to do time
  My epitaph will read "Was the last of Gs
  Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed
  God bless the dead"
    [Chorus - 2pac:]
  God bless the dead
  God bless the dead
  God bless the dead
    [2pac:]
  Man, ain't nobody promised me a thang
  I been caught up in this game
  Ever since I was a little motherfucka wantin to hang
  I can see 'em in my head, pow
  Memories of my nigga but he dead now
  Lookin back in my yearbook all the years took
  Half my peers, they're stretched for years
  And if I die will they all shed tears
  Two to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear
  Paranoid got me lookin in the mirror
  Behind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time
  See I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice
  Fuck the police & all the courts same way they fucked us
  And why the hell am I locked in jail
  They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell
  In my mind I can see it comin
  And all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin
  By keepin gun & never run unless I'm comin at ya
  Cry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter
  God bless the dead
    [Chorus]
    [2pac:]
  Rest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early
  All the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime
  Real motherfuckin Gz, this one is for you
  Yo Stretch, Biggie
    [Stretch:]
  Yo Big this is to you my nigga
  Springfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz
  Sendin they respect, know I mean?
  You my nigga for life, forever
  You're always gonna be with a nigga
  No matter what, don't forget that
    I pray before I go to sleep
  "Dear God save my place before I start to eat, cause times is hard
  So I'm covered to my knees, oh why?
  Why you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy?
  You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin a ton
  Niggas terrified of comin from the young gun
  Hearin that they did it outta fear don't amaze me
  But it's mind blowin, so I'm flowin goin crazy
  Slip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk
  He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk
  For spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big
  Now ya bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did
  Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin you, yes
  The teflon's bout to rip through your fuckin vest
  Guess who? I'll make a mess of your crew quick
  The spirit Biggie Smalls and the ??? clique, yeah
  God bless the dead
  God bless the dead
  God bless the dead
  God bless the dead