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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,748
Peak in subgenre #117
Author
JOKERJOE2
Rights
YEAH, DONT TOUCH IT!
Uploaded
June 26, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.2 MB • 128 kbps • 3:29
Story behind the song
he was family, he was an enemy, but above all, he wuz a hip hop soldier...and we all fight that struggle... to elevate...RIP
Lyrics
Son, therez something to be said, this I say to the dead//
Now your one of tha one in a million to take a train to tha head//
You were destined for the light, either tha lime or tha white one//
You invested thru tha night, think a rhyme then you write one//
We askin ya dog, keep an eye out, so we don’t get lost//
Tha worlds a dangerous place, make mistakes and it costs//
We hope that where ya go, you can keep on flowin//
Our futurez never told, so we just keep not knowin//
We never take for granted all tha joys that we’re givin//
Even those who cant stand it, like tha boys in tha prison//
We may shout an act rough, and say “man this shyt sucks”//
But life aint never that tough, for us to ever give up//
We wish that you were wit us, ta write more songz//
Your forever in our memoriez, but life goez on//
We gon keep doin our thang, hope you watch us wit pride//
Itz an emotional roller coaster, so come along for tha ride//
Not a bullet or a blade, but it took a train to stop you//
Rememberin ya name, when we pray, Nate, we got you//
Just do ya fam a favor, don’t go thru those gates yet//
We need a guardian angel, fly away from tha train wreck//
Its sad, knowledge of names we lack, yet we rep from tha same set//
For each other, we claimed the back, for the ink ever ‘came wet//
Every chance I tap tha keyboard, yup, im reminded of you//
I see “ALT” and it takes me back, to timez of rhymin witchu//
Once I was grindin witchu, but soon ill be dinnin witchu//
Once I cross over and grow some wingz, ill be, flyin witchu//
Man, the first time I heard about you, catz said “this manz got skillz”//
Damn fam, ima miss you bad, but I guess it was, as God willed//
From spout to ground we droppin, every drop of our Hennessey//
Ya gone but not forgotten, cuz your logged in our memory//
We know that life is tha cruelest, and we reap what we sow//
So we live our life to tha fullest, we believe and we hope//
You had planed on havin it all, sadly now ya havin ta walk//
Got ya friendz & family ballin, as they saddened & sulk//
Its to God that we pray, we contemplate and ask why//
can we elevate in tha game, & you elevate in tha sky//
