Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song From My Family To Yours (Dedication), artist - Lost Boyz.
Date of issue: 31.12.1996
Song language: English
From My Family To Yours (Dedication) |
Verse 1 — mr. |
cheeks |
This be a message to the ghetto when will this shit stop |
We lost 2 ill niggaz b.i.g and 2pac |
This goes to all of us so peep the session from your nigga |
You can be loved by millions but one clown can pull the trigga |
See you aim to get bigger they break for your downfall |
Your life is how you living kid just give it your all |
We strive to be the best thats what they taught us in the rhyme |
Smoking weed and getting bent weve all been through hard times |
Much respect to your hood love is love thats all good |
The plans to make you niggaz understand, understood |
Yo heres the deal for real you cant get killed from entertaining |
But thats all we know cause from the street we got the training |
This be a ghetto dedication from my family to yours |
How hard is this to explain when it rains kid it pours |
Instead of bringing? |
crime ills? |
and senseless wars |
You niggaz need to expand, buy land, open stores |
You talk of revolution but youre very much afraid |
Take that chip off your shoulder lets all get paid |
Direct it to the world because we all need peace |
We all livin in the belly of the beast |
Verse 2 — mr. |
cheeks |
Yo, now many lives are lost still to this day we ask the reason |
All the suffering weve been through niggaz still is into squeezing |
Mom dukes on welfare ghetto love no more we share |
You rising to the top but then get hit from the rear |
One night up in the hood I found my own self thumpin |
Cause niggaz out there they felt that I owed them something |
Talk behind my back they dont attack that dont offend me A 13-year old could just up, and end me If he wanted to, blunted with the brew in his hand |
Now does that make shorty rock the man? |
Not only in your hood but in my hood we lost 2 good fellaz |
Its more than what they motherfuckers tell us Now if a cop got shot someones caught the same night |
Thats the bullshit you motherfuckin right |
So take heed to what I say, lb fam pray in they own way |
To the motherfuckin day |
Verse 3 — queens most wanted |
2 of the illest rap artists underground bodies slain |
They both did they thing went platinum in the game |
At home where I zone theres a tv I watch |
Bet, mtv, video, music box |
It bugs me out for real Im in the zone kid thats ill |
It only goes to show up in the rap game its real |
Its just a little something on my mind how I feel |
Now niggaz kick raps, and caps get peeled |
Kid I thought we was rhymin man fuck that actin tough |
Enough is enough lets dead that east and west stuff |
Im callin niggaz bluff yo my rap game be tuff |
Lets take it to the stage and let the lyric game buss |
Im tryin to live a hundred plus in this crazy world |
To hold down my fam, queens, and my baby girl |
Look here we tryin to make it but they tryin to hold us back |
Thats why Im speakin my opinion on this track |
The media they tryin to throw dirt in the game |
But me and my fam we found ways to explain |
Throughout the pain I try to gain and keep the shit the same |
Its quite strange how these cats keep playin games |