| Yeah, this to all the people in my life
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| That’s restin in peace, y’knowhatI’msayin?
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| Here to let y’all know that y’all give me inspiration to do what I do
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| And I ain’t never gon' forget you, knahmsayin?
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| For as long as I’m alive
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| For all my peoples gone… from nine to five
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| As long as I’m alive my niggas we gon', be strong
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| Now peep the song, the streets is gone, to each his own
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| From money spent to every song that I was featured on
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| It’s for the block and we gon' keep it goin
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| For all my close friends gone, givin me energy to speak my poems
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| Rest in peace to the God Al Woods
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| Kept my self-esteem high since a child in the hood
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| I was raised on the Westside, wildin for goods
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| Same cats that used to kick it now be killin each other
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| Comin from different neighborhoods and not feelin each other
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| The way they used to loud talkin, last words is nigga I’ll shoot you
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| The streets is eighty-five, cause nowadays you might get
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| Popped in the back at the party tryin to flee to survive
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| For all my friends that travelled to the other side
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| You’ll be forever on my mind as long as I’m alive
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| (As long as I’m alive) Tell all my homies that I’m
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| Lost in the storm, I’ma keep it movin on
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| (As long as I’m alive) You’ll always have a piece of my heart
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| Piece of my mind, and a peace of my art
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| (As long as I’m alive) You shall forever be mourned
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| I’m thinkin bout y’all every mornin
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| (As long as I’m alive) I shall never forget
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| The good times and all the places we went
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| In high school you was my closest homey, although from different crews
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| We used to chop it up bout all the shit that we was into
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| From girls to guns, and situations in our circle
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| And it hurts everytime when I think about the day they merked you
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| You left a lonely spot
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| Broke down when I heard it like damn why they have to leave the homey shot?
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| My fond memories are commonly remembered
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| Good times and in my mind it’s like I speak to you spiritually
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| And to my favorite Uncle Franklin Harper
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| You shall never be forgotten for as long as I’m alive and talkin
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| Inside a soul darkened, due to circumstances
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| These past years done had some friends of mine who died from cancer
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| It’s messed up never knowin your chances
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| And Tammy I wish you was here so you could see how much we been advancin
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| And your management is much missed, but I know you watchin
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| Rest in peace, little Ann George and Les Watson
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| And I’ll gladly sing this song with pride
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| Cause all y’all forever in my heart as long as I’m alive, you hear me?
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| I’ll gladly sing this song with pride
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| Cause all y’all forever in my heart as long as I’m alive
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| Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
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| Your memory’ll live on, with me you can trust
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| Dust to dust and ashes to ashes
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| You’re on my mind more for sure as time passes
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| Sometimes I find myself stressin, then realize at least I’m livin
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| So as long as I’m alive, it’s for y’all I’m reppin
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| Until I’m back to the essence, and if it wasn’t
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| For half of my peoples gone I probably wouldn’t practice my profession
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| From all the gunfights, and white chalk, funerals wakes and white cops
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| Lockin my niggas soon as the night pops off
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| Nowadays gotta be strong to survive
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| But I be representin my peoples as long as I’m alive |