it's 1995, a lot of done died a lot of sisters, them mothers, them and aunties, and left to cry now he's but a memory, he used to be a friend of me said he'd die, but now he's 6 feet deep at tombstone, oh my god my brothers gone and I don't even fuckin I can go on cause it to lose someone you to this madness and killing, murder, shoot em up, the game of doctors pumped his chest, my said let him rest a team rolled up and put him to his test hands got cold, God his soul he out his body to another fuckin episode then the opened they put him in the final frontier you know happened in the end
I wish I could have seen him he died (talked to him) but they gone, that's when we realized I wish I have seen him before he died (talked to him) but when gone, that's when we realized front, back, side to but who will be the next nigga to roll in that ride front, back, side to it be you the next victim to take a ride in black ride
just another homicide for the Coast Times fools gettin took out the game at the fuckin of a dime the games deep, I toss in my sleep but would a young nigga to see two-three killin fase me, fools think I'm crazy Muslims on every corner, they handing out daisies name scratched off the wall, ain't no call used to slang bean pies, now it's about the white only 15, got fiends and working the ghetto like Jack Stark some beans livin off a high, gold ones on ride bitches on the side, but only to retire ain't that a shame, took him out the fool we use to roll with, yelled out his name popped him in his chest, didn't his vest some day his kid took his step, he took his last breath
I wish I could have seen him he died (talked to him) but they gone, that's when we realized I I could have seen him before he died (talked to him) but when gone, that's when we realized front, back, side to but who will be the next nigga to roll in that ride front, back, to side it be you the next victim to take a ride in black ride
under the white sheet somebody the yellow tape the ghetto took him under, today be a sad day ain't no time to cry, no time to some tears you knoe the way he died, the way he lived who was his killer, him dead on his knees same room his wife and his kid left to breath hopin this a nightmare one pop and he's outta God rest his soul, left his kid in the for his life, his daddy took the ghetto flight and at the funeral, mama say boy you know gonna be alright but now gone, ain't nobody to run his home another kingpin stripped from the throne lost at the game of life, ain't no to think twice the same fool he trusted, and now sleeps his wife tagged his toe, slapped him in the another nigga flip-flop, popped while slanging that crack now gone, Amazing Grace his last song 6 ballers carried him out the church, to take his ass 4 lemons, 3 Cutlass, 2 El Doggs, a cop and the had their lights on and when the straps pops to him down in the grave see it was sad the way his fuckin family his crying, but everybody gots to die but you wont what they feel until somebody in family dies
I wish I could have seen him he died (talked to him) but they gone, that's when we realized I wish I could have him before he died (talked to him) but when they gone, when we realized front, back, side to but who will be the nigga to roll in that black ride front, back, side to it be you the next to take a ride in that black ride front, back, to side it be me the next victim to a ride in that black ride
and ya'll know this black on black crime gotta this go out to all my dead soldiers out there my little brother Kevin Gordon, Vernell Jackson my homie D Fuller, Washington Pimp Dad, Plan-B, Earl ya'll know this shoot-em-up, bang shit got to stop cause a get hotter than a motherfucker all my out here in Richmond you know what I'm all my out there in the Mana Hill, North Richmond in Portchester, P-7 all my motherfuckin soldiers ya'll gonna be and all my motherfuckin down in New Orleans Projects motherfuckin murder rate higher a motherfucker gonna learn till we all motherfuckin gone gotta say goodbye to all my in Texas, Washington, LA my niggas out there in Kansas Cincinatti, Detroit, Alabama, and all ya'll niggas that don't understand what this is all about you just reminisce a fat ass splif let this beat roll cause al the is missed
I wish I could have them before they died (talked to em) but they gone, that's when we realize