Visions of Me Dead (REMIX) 2Pac

[Intro]

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
God bless the dead, and buried
Nigga, don't worry
If you see God first
Tell him shit 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
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 hustlers, caught up in the whirlwind
The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggy
Saying shit don't stop nigga no pity
We all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams
Money making motherfuckers 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 shit 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 killer? 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 motherfuckers don't know me