[Verse 1] Yeah yo I walk through the valley of death vest on teflon now I'm approached In my hurricane sweats black chrome on my shoulder, big wheel till It's over he never got to see me put black chrome on the rover readin your obituary, wishin we never met so I wouldn't have to shed tears or wake up In cold sweats lookin at this bottle of hennessy wishin you never left wishin I chased your Monte Carlo down and gave you my vest or better yet, I wish they never let you out and I never got that phone call tellin me that you out wish you never signed the release form I wouldn't have to clear this sample or use this track to say rest In peace for him you wanted to know If Dre and Em felt you? they did and before I could tell you somebody killed you I feel pain for everybody whoever knew the real you call Nas let him know I got a Ill Will too [Chorus x2] My nigga, If you look In the mirror would you see things clearer? my nigga who I live, who I live for my nigga and you know where you headed do you know who you are and why you do the things you do? my nigga [Verse 2] Niggaz politicin' wanna know why I'm rhymin different my best friend got murdered nigga my mind is different If you ain't never spend no time In prison you can't understand these bars or the lines I'm spittin niggaz rilin' me up, lets go find the victim I can't do It homie thats the reason shyne In prison and through devine Intervention 10 plus years doing crime In the trenches multiplied by the time that we spent In the kitchen I'ts a life worth of hard livin cuban cigar tippin, 12th grade ditchin purple served by the jar sippin If you lost a homie, you know freindship is God given I done seen the church so much, you'd think I was born Christian I done seen more dead bodies than a mortitian seen niggaz In and out of county blues like they was born crippin so I'ma keep on livin cuz when I'm gone niggaz ain't gon do shit but fuck my bitch and pour liqour [Chorus x2] [Verse 3] What If you was me? and you had to sit through an entire funeral while the pastor readin your homeboyz eulogy I'm already dead, what the fuck you gon do to me? keep talkin shit I'll empty my clip and G-unity gimme a minute to say my grace with God I see your face in the mirror I came a long way to talk and tell you your moms is missin you your pops is missin you just saw your baby pictures In your grandmothers living room Face is missin you homie Wink is missin you thank God you left us memories and songs to listen to Vale is missin you the hood is missin you let my son graduate high school, and I'ma come visit you the world is missin you Eminem was feelin you Dre said he felt your vibe the little time he spent with you pour the henny out cause he ain't here in the physical they say real men don't cry but nigga I'm missin you Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com