| I want ya’ll to play this at funerals in the hood.
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| Til all this black on black crime stop.
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| Some say the blind lead the blind.
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| But in the ghetto you never know,
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| When it’s gon be yo time.
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| Sittin at the ghetto thinkin bout
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| All my homies passed away (uuunnnggghhh!)
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| Candy painted cadillacs and triple gold
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| That’s how me and my boys rolled
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| How could it be?
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| Somebody took my boy from me My best friend’s gone
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| And I’m so all alone
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| I really miss my homies
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| Even though they gone away
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| I know you in a better place
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| And I hope to see ya soon someday
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| I used to hang with my boy even slang with my boy
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| Used to bang with my boy, goddam I miss my boy
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| We started out youngstas in the park throwin birds
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| In your hearse, damn it’s sad to see my nigga in the dirt
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| The game got me workin, got me perkin, never jerkin
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| Still blowin dolja fo ya cause I know you up there workin
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| Ya little baby’s cool and ya baby’s mama straight
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| But today’s a sad day to see the t-shirt with ya face
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| From the cradle to the grave, from the streets we used to fall
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| In the park you liked to ball, put yo name upon the wall
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| In the projects you’s a legend on the street you was a star
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| But it’s sad to see my homeboy ridin in that black car
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| A lotta soldiers done died, a lotta mothers done cried
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| You done took yo piece of the pie but you was too young to retire
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| Why soldiers ride for yo name leave it vain
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| Some Gs never change, damn they killed you for some change
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| Smile for my homie Kevin Miller my boy Randall
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| The ghetto persons that lost they loved ones to these ghetto scandals
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| Take a minute to smile for the dead (uuunnnggghhh!)
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| Smile for the dead (RIP 2Pac, Makaveli)
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| All my homies who done made it to the crossroads
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| (Biggie Smalls)
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| How could it be?
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| Somebody took my boy from me
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| (It's like I can’t believe you gone)
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| My best friend’s gone
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| (Sometimes I feel like I can’t go on)
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| And I’m so all alone
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| (Everytime I see something you done left
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| I really miss my homies
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| (It just remind me, more and more of you, dawg)
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| Even though they gone away
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| (I just keep reminiscin)
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| I know you in a better place
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| (Cause I know you alright)
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| And I hope to see ya soon someday
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| (And I keep smilin, knowin I’m a see you in the crossroads]
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| We used to grip on the grain and flip them candy toys
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| But I’d give up all that bullshit if I could get back my boy
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| Off in the club smokin weed til 3, hollerin at the hoes
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| Spendin $ 4000 on me on gators and clothes
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| When I turned to rap, he had to chase the game
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| Nigga told me, «C, leave that dope, cause rappin is yo thang»
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| I ain’t gone even lie, some nights I ride and cry
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| Wonderin why the real niggas always the ones to die
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| So I just smoke my weed and try to clear my mind
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| I wish that I had the power to turn back the hands of time
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| I wonder if there’s a heaven up there for real Gs For all the niggas in the game that be sellin ki’s
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| I keep my memories, try to keep my head strong
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| But baby it’s hard to be strong, when yo main homie gone
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| Even though you gone away
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| (Even though you gone, you ain’t never gon be forgotten)
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| I know you in a better place
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| (Cause as long as I’m here
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| You gon live through me and other TRU playas)
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| I really miss my homies
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| Even though they gone away
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| I know you in a better place
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| And I hope to see ya soon someday
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| I’m just sittin here dazed thinkin bout all the times we had
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| Thinkin the past, some was good and some was bad
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| Remember Dante?
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| It was a group of us, just a group of five
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| Now three dead, one in jail, it seem right now I’m the only one alive
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| To all my soldiers before me, may ya’ll rest in peace
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| When He took three, took my soul, just the bodies
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| He at the crossroads guide us out to the rest of me Wishin I could rewind time like demos
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| Me and you gettin girls, writin down numbers like memos
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| Makin million dollar bets, makin all our money stretch like limos
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| Even though I smile, it’s sad, but they say gangstas can’t cry
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| But if I close my eyes and visualize me together
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| Then I suddenly wanna smile
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| To see you laid down when it’s yo time, when your time was up You never seen your child, but he’s here to remind us Even though you was wrong, I never could belive that that was true
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| You was with me forever, you could check my rest in peace tattoos
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| See me and C and P forever gon be ridin and thuggin
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| Rest in peace to all the ones that didn’t make it And rest in peace to my brother
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| We gon miss you
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| (I love these fools)
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| I know you in a better place
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| (Every time I get on my knees)
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| And I hope to see ya soon someday
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| (I pray for you, I’m glad you in a better place
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| I hope I see ya soon, ain’t no more killin
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| Ain’t no more fights, and ain’t no more tears) |