ask me am I ok They ask me if I'm Are they me that because of the Shit that's been at me Or am I a little snappy And they genuinely Doody, most of my life its me and you there And I continuosly at pictures of you I never got to say I you as much As I to but I do Yeah I say it now and you hear me What the good does that do me now But somehow I know you're near me in Oh I and drop some presents off to ease it to them Two beautiful boys of Yours to try to ease their a little And dawg you'll believe this But Sharonda talks to me now Jesus and else is tryna pick up the pieces Man how you so many lives and just leave us They say has a way of everyone different If true, how the fuck am I to get over you as it sounds...
[Obie Trice
I drop a in the rhyme The day you find it is the day I missing Deshaun Holton. It was it was woven For a soldier to leave so suddenly got me open How can God take a soul so and Turn and leave us all heart broken? Know you saying keep going Be a man no emotion it's your duty we meet again
Doody, what we call each other I don't know it Came from but it just with us We was always Never about each others' skin colours Til one day we was up the in the summer It was like 90 I was catching a sun Tryna walk under the Just to give me comfort I'm moaning I wanna get home When I look and your shirt is off I'm like you gonna fry and "No I won't, I'm stupid And black people they got In skin, we don't burn" Meanwhile, my face is and I felt Like I'm on And the entire time you're laughing at me And snapping at me your shirt, bastard And I still have to get you back for shit And by the way them rings My mother stole you Well finally got em back Shit it must been at least 16 years ago Well I put em in cask-ahhh past it, it Still registered yet But you can bet your They'll never The motor motown Hip hop vet, hip hop shop, It don't stop Yeah, as as it sounds...
Trice Hook]
I a tear in the rhyme The day you find it is the day I missing Deshaun Holton. It was it was woven For a to leave so suddenly got me wide open How can God a soul so dope and Turn around and leave us all broken? that you saying keep going Be a man no emotion your duty till we meet again
And may sound a Little strange but tell it I found that That you left at my And I it up to smell it I it up in plastic I put it in glass And it up in the Hallway so I can look at it And as for all of me and D12 we feel fuck rap It like our General fucking died in our lap We shut off all our All our numbers has changed Our are in the trash So some cats will to find a new way And I know that it feels The dreams will die you today But the is there All still and you ain't Purple Gang, you gotta pressing on Don't ever give up the dream I got for you all And Doody, it's you Bought together who never been in the same Room if it for you You were the Doody I know you were moody But you confrontation And truly hated the But you were down for Whenever it to scrapping If it had to happen, it had to Believe me, I you're the one who taught me to Throw them back on Dresden From making cars to arrested To sitting from each other In cells and jesting They to hit us for 5 years for that, no question I guess them and bums that we shot up Didn't up for court So we got off on a technicality, left Me, you and what's his I forgot his fucking Shame he even to your funeral He our team And if I see him I'mma punch him in the face And that's on Hallie Jade, Whitney Lane and Alaina's I let the pistol bang Just to leak a in the air For you and pour liquor Out for you with in the parking lot of 54 Just we were to get in cars To come and see you more as it sounds...