| Mic check one two
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| You know when you lose somebody
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| Somebody that’s close to you
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| Somebody that’s probably not even that close to you
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| You might have just knew him
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| It’s hard to put it into words you know
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| It’s hard to say what you feel
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| It’s hard to say what you feel…
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| I guess all wounds heal over time
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| You know… but uh
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| All I can do now is reminisce
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| (Verse One)
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| Look at my homeboy lying there dead in the street
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| His eyes wide open and it’s fucking with me
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| I can’t believe this shit it really seems unreal
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| My streetwise ass dog ended up getting killed
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| We used to laugh but now this shit ain’t funny at all
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| Thinking about when my dog first started to ball
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| Telling me I was blessed use my gift
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| But it was hard to stay away from that gangsta shit (so hard)
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| Young eyes attract glitter like glue
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| Running with a crew doing everything they do
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| Smoked out drinking mad dog and thunderbird
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| My momma screaming but I swear I never heard a word
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| My homeboy’s momma cool but she smoke crack
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| Now getting high is how she bring her son back
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| Imagine that so many kids are living this
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| One day my son will lose someone and reminisce
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| I hope it’s me when I’m a hundred and three
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| Your homeboy getting killed that’s some bad shit to see
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| I hope you agree and make it better for the young ones
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| Cause these momma’s can’t take no more dead sons
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| Can’t you see the way we live
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| The world wouldn’t spin without gangsta shit
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| I don’t know what you’ve been told
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| But baby somebody told me
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| (Only the strong will survive)
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| If I die press play to bring me back to life
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| (Only the strong will survive)
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| Hey yo if I die press play to bring me back to life
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| (Verse Two)
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| Riding around in a hoop smoked out behind tent
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| Serving all day hitting corners getting bent
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| Time went by quick when we was kicking it
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| I wish that there was a way I could have predicted this
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| Somehow thought the shit but I can’t blame myself
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| I just wish that death would have took somebody else
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| That niggas' shorty looks just like he did
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| So in a sense I guess my homeboy will live again
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| In the eyes of his seed forever dad
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| No one to call on when momma is doing bad
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| Mad at the world for the pain he feels
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| I pray to god that his momma shows him what’s real
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| (Verse Three)
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| Every day I thank god for watching over me
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| If I didn’t have rapping I don’t know where I would be
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| Trying to move a key strong armed robbery
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| My destiny could have been an early death of me
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| Just to be alive pushing twenty-five
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| I lived to talk about the shit many didn’t survive
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| All I ask is that we think about the lives passed away
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| Never to see another sunny day
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| ]From rocks in the hand to keys in the van
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| No more being broke waiting on the postman
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| Cost more than the time that you put into it
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| Now you got the cheese why the fuck you still do it
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| Greed a need to speed away your precious time
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| Playa use your mind find yourself another grind
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| If not for yourself… for the kids sake
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| Cause they’ll all be where were all at today
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| Man oh man
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| It’s wild what these streets are doing to us
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| You know what I’m saying?
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| I was thinking I was telling my homie
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| If I were to name all the people that I knew
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| That was not here with us no more
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| It would take a whole album
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| You know what I’m saying?
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| So I wanna say rest in peace to my homeboy pinkhouse
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| Rest in peace to my homeboy dice
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| Who showed me much love in the short time I knew him
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| Rest in peace to my homeboy Nino
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| Much love from the hood we still ride with ya |