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