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R.I.P. Kev... we'll miss you. [Intro: Joe Budden] Chea, GC, Rest In Peace Mojo, Rest In Peace Champ gon' Rest In Peace Reggie Reg gone Rest More

R.I.P. Kev... we'll miss you. [Intro: Joe Budden] Chea, GC, Rest In Peace Mojo, Rest In Peace Champ gon' Rest In Peace Reggie Reg gone Rest In Peace Slick Senior, you gon Rest In Peace Keith gon' Rest In Peace I need all y'all to Rest In Peace All my niggaz gon' Rest In Peace (Repeat x2) [Verse: Joe Budden] I know my dead homies watching upon us But uh, I aint gotta know a nigga to mourn See a real nigga crying is torture Get the candles and the drinks We gon' have our own wake on the corner You could just vision All of the memories Hennesy guzzling and you buggin' Because you was just with him God called for his son it was time You got a beef with the Lord Wish you'd a saw him just one last time Some think that nothin' about it is good He got what every nigga dreams of, he's out of the hood So why we all sit in the hood cryin' liquor He's in heaven laughing like "look at my niggaz" They all sobbing, them tears aint stopping God throw em a sign and let 'em know I'm watching Time passes and things get poppin Like he woulda wanted, if he was here that woulda been his option It's back to old times as if he just popped in If you had to take somebody Jesus not him All my real niggaz put a lighter in the air There's a fighter in the air That cloud right there And I know my time is coming like everybody elses (But) But by then I hope that everybody felt this Always that one hateful nigga make it seem like everybody's jealous Somebody here don't like me breathin' I know somebody here's tryna spite me steamin' Spite how I ride these Sprees and dap me Go in to projects, at the end of the night I'm leavin' One of my old mans who's now burnt out Might off me, never know how things turn out Cuz even your close friends is still ya, Come to think of it, I could be real cool with my po-tential killer That's called taking the bitter with the sweet The skip with the verse The gift with the curse Somebody wants to see the kid in a hearse But I'll die for this rap shit, clips will disperse Kill for this rap shit, it gets reversed Murder you lethal (So) So don't watch if the convertible bleeds you Take your pick with the clips How you want it, reversible or see-through? I be another locked dog in the fort Another wake on the corner it will be all my fault Another body inside the Caddy That'll make my Moms right cuz I'll be in jail just like Daddy Daddy come home, something ain't right I think the Lord bout to call pawn Uncle Mike Mike got high and he wasn't too strong Doc said he got cancer and it wouldn't be long Said in another six months he'll be gone Pops still play that one gospel song every morn' Stopped gettin' high so it's no more pipe And they found medicine that would extend his life Years past and, Mike's still here he's not hurt Gospel song every morn' it's funny how God works Wait! He's got the disease, he's different again He's starting to get sick and shit's missing again Now that monthly check he's spending again Goddamn Uncle Mike is sniffing again Dad, Mike sprung And God put the cancer in his lungs like Fuck that cure you had a choice Disease is so cunning when you trippin' high You can't throw away the gift of life Nigga you take it or leave it Nigga play it to keep it Nigga sacred treat it Cuz if the Lord come take it you heated No funeral homes, not for you And I don't really wanna visit in the hospital Don't wanna see you like that cuz I'mma be too scared I'd rather meet my own demise and meet you there God I can't make pretend At least take me first so I ain't gotta see you take my friends Some things I can't even figure, like why you had to take him for? Come on God answer me nigga! Another tattoo, another name sprayed on the back window of the car for a month Another family shattered, in tears Another night on my knees with a new name added to my prayers For all the things we still feelin' Cuz on a nice day when the sky's clear I almost see y'all staring Extend your arm, take this pound To all my lost soldiers in the booth with me while I lay this down C'mon
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