Life Goes On - 2pac

누구에게나 주어진 시간은 똑같다고 하지만 어떻게 쓰고 어떻게 활용하느냐에 따라 각자의 시간은 천지차이로 벌어지는 것 같다. 하루 24시간을 꼬박 다 쓰고도 모자른 사람이 있고 하루 24시간 중 상당 부분을 그냥 허비하며 무의미하게 쓰는 사람이 있을텐데 그것마저도 상대적일 뿐, 허비하고 무의미한 것도 생각하기에 따라서는 유의미한 시간 보내기라고 할 수도 있을 것이다.

마치 어떤 결과물이 나와야만 시간을 잘 썼다고 생각할 수 있지만 꼭 결과물이 있어야만 시간을 잘 보냈다고 단정 짓기도 힘들다. 인생이라는 것이 목표는 있어도 그걸 꼭 반드시 이루어내야 하는 것도 아니고 원하는 결과물이 아닌 다른 결과물이 나올 수 있으며, 때로는 결과물 없이 그 과정 자체만으로도 훌륭하기 때문이다.

바쁘게 살아가는 사람에게 무엇 때문에, 무엇을 위해 그렇게 열심히 사느냐 묻는다면 막상 되돌아 오는 대답은 시원치 않다. 먹고 살기 위해? 더 나은 미래를 위해? 노후 보장을 위해? 그냥 살다보니? 정작 자신을 위해, 자기 스스로를 위해 그렇게 사느냐 묻는다면 침묵하는 경우가 많다. 후회 없는 삶을 누구나 바라지만 사람은 누구나 후회를 하며 살 수 밖에 없다. 그걸 깨닫고 인지하는 순간 오히려 더 나은 삶을 바라보고 만들어 낼 수 있을지 모른다. 나는 후회를 두려워 하지 않는다. 후회를 통해 더 나은 삶을 바라보는 시각을 갖기 때문이다. 후회는 줄일 수 있어도 없는 삶 보다는 후회가 있는 삶이 더 낫다. 그 미련에 대해 되돌아 보는 시간을 갖게 해주기에

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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 ya that I never thought of death

My niggas, we tha 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 ya that I never thought of death

My niggas, we tha last ones left

But life goes on

As I bail through tha empty halls

Breath stinkin'

In my draws

Ring, ring, ring

Quiet y'all

Incoming call

Plus this my homie from high school

He's getting bye

It's time to bury another brotha nobody cry

Life as a baller

Alcohol and booty calls

We usta do them as adolecents

Do you recall?

Raised as G's

Loc'ed out and blazed the weed

Get on tha roof

Let's get smoked out

And blaze with me

Two in tha morning

And we still high assed out

Screamin' 'thug till I die'

Before I passed out

But now that your gone

I'm in tha zone

Thinkin'

'I don't wanna die all alone'

But now ya gone

And all I got left are stinkin' memories

I love them niggas to death

I'm drinkin' Hennessy

While tryin' ta make it last

I drank a 5th for that ass

When you passed

'Cause 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 ya that I never thought of death

My niggas, we tha 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 ya that I never thought of death

My niggas, we tha last ones left

But life goes on

Yeah nigga

I got tha word as hell

Ya blew trial and tha judge gave you

25 with an L

Time to prepare to do fed time

Won't see parole

Imagine life as a convict

That's gettin' old

Plus with tha drama

We're lookin out for your baby's mama

Taken risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin on her

Life in tha hood

Is all good for nobody

Remember gamin' on dumb hotties at chill parties

Me and you

No true a two

While scheming on hits

And gettin tricks

That maybe we can slide into

But now you buried

Rest nigga

'Cause I ain't worried

Eyes blurry

Sayin' goodbye at the cemetary

Tho' memories fade

I got your name tated on my arm

So we both ball till' my dying days

Before I say goodbye

Kato and Mental rest in peace

Thug till I die

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 ya that I never thought of death

My niggas, we tha 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 ya that I never thought of death

My niggas, we tha last ones left

But life goes on

Bury me smilin'

With G's in my pocket

Have a party at my funeral

Let every rapper rock it

Let tha hoes that I usta know

From way before

Kiss me from my head to my toe

Give me a paper and a pen

So I can write about my life of sin

A couple bottles of Gin

In case I don't get in

Tell all my people I'm a Ridah

Nobody cries when we die

We outlaws

Let me ride

Until I get free

I live my life in tha fast lane

Got police chasen me

To my niggas from old blocks

From old crews

Niggas that guided me through

Back in tha old school

Pour out some liquor

Have a toast for tha homies

See we both gotta die

But ya chose to go before me

And brothas miss ya while your gone

You left your nigga on his own

How long we mourn

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 ya that I never thought of death

My niggas, we tha last ones left

But life goes on

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