Hook:

Get your twos up/

Get your twos up/
Get your twos up/
Rest in paradise/


Verse 1:


Rest in peace fam...rest in peace Sam/
You're in a better place but why so early dam/
The bar still open...keep my tap open/

Cause tonight homie...yeah we celebratin'/
We got homies drinkin'...and some homies smokin'/
Cause tonight homie...yeah we all toastin'/

But what's the rush though? Why u rush for?
The good die young something we all know/
Get u first class...with a wine glass/

And when u get there, go got some fine azz/
You're a good dude, good to meet cha/
sending out my love, hope it reach cha/

U left a good crowd, @ 7 Seas/
Now u in paradise, with 7 Seas/
No more being poor, call u Lebanese/

And when I get there, Please remember me/

(Hook) x4


Verse 2:


Dam I miss my homies, dammit Chris and Jerry/
Chilling up in heaven with Jesus and Mary/
But I wonder though, where u boys at?/

I miss the old times, I wish u boys back/
But I honored u, I got u boys tatt/
Gotchu on my arms, no color all black/

What's Heaven like? Is it day or night?
Is there a dope spot? For me to grab a bite?
Watchu do daily? Smoke or two maybe?/

Let me get a hit...won't u come and blaze me?
I gotta son now, yeah a son now/
He's my sun up, and he's my sun down/

I'm on my paper chase, chasing mic dreams/
Won't u chase with me? And be on my team/
And tell Pac for me...I got my twos up/

And I'll see u later...when my times up/

(Hook) x4


Verse 3:


I'm from the west side...of Fullerton/
Where real gangstas...die by the gun/
Rest in paradise...to all my eses/

To all my soldiers...this is your rest days/
And a shout out...to east Anaheim/
My condolences...to east Anaheim/

Another son murdered...ain't that a crime?
The truth will unveil just give it time/


(Hook) x4