Silkk The Shocker - My Homie Lyrics
[master p]Damn. I never thought Id be wearin a suit and tie so many times a year, butLike bone said, to all my homies aint here, see ya in the crossroads, foolImagine this, me dressed in all blackAt a funeral strapped with a chrome gatWho died p, I guess it was my homie, blackSomebody rolled up and shot him in the backIt was sad, my homie took a damn fallSort of like the tlc video, waterfallsBut this was the real deal, this aint no movieNiggaz drove up and blasted my homie with a oozieNow me and silkk got to rideAfter the funeral cause its sad on my sideCause in the ghetto, its one big black moonI mean people dyin everyday, we all are doomedMy mama look at me and say, boy, watch yoself!But I cant trip, mama, cause I live for myselfAnd if I die on the streets, then its my time to goBut if I live to see another day, another funeralIts sad, I look into they eyesDamn, everybodys got to dieBut one day, I guess we gon to wake upWhen they puttin me in that black truckIt could be you, it could be herBut in the end everybody gets did upCause in the ghetto everybody live like jesse jamesI still question God for callin my homie nameChorus I (2x): why my homie had to die?Now somebody mama gonna cry[silkk]Now when my grandfather died, I was like 5, it never really touched me muchBut seein my brother layin dead on floor really kinda *****ed me upI never thought he could be here then he could be goneI never thought the day he left the house he wouldnt be comin back homeI wonder when its yo time to go, who gon protect youSee someone died in my family, didnt even much affect youI wonder why my homie died at such a young ageI wonder why my homie death didnt make the front pageCause its a trip, and life aint even worth to liveSee ya gotta watch out for all us killa kidsBelive me, I be a youngsta tryin to spit the gameBut its a damn shame, all of the shit done changedThrough all the strivin and strugglin I try to stay hardBut look at mr. president in the white house tryin to play godPut us all in one big ole boatThey call it housin projects, I call it one big ghettoDamn. looks like the statue of liberty is cryinI guess that mean the whole world is *****in dyinChorus I (2x)[c-murder]My nigga dead, my nigga died, how the ***** you figureAnother victim, my brother was a drug dealaIm paranoid, lookin for the niggaz that did him inThey say it was his homie coulda been his best friendMy mama tell me keep my head on solid groundBut I cant forget how my brotha went downAn eye for an eye, another must lose his lifeNever seen his kid its gonna be a bloody nightCause when you dead, you cant get a second chanceIts up to me to make anotha nigga dirty danceSometimes I sit and remenisce about the old daysSellin dope and playin ball up in them coke waysWhen I daydream, sometimes I gots to drinkClose my eyes and then I see my *****in brother againAnd when I wake up Im hit by realityRealizin, it was just a memoryCause everybody put us down for bein drug dealasBut I say ***** em, and rest in peace kevin millerChorus ii (2x): why my brother had to die?Now somebody mama gonna cryWhy my homie had to die?Now somebody mama gonna cry(why my homie had to die) huh, yall niggaz betta wake up, and realize,This mutha*****in album (why my homies got to die) is dedicated to all theNiggaz that got a second chance on life, and thats constantly goin toFunerals (why my homies got to die) constantly tryin to realize, why theyPeople gotta die (why my brother had to die) and to all them mutha*****inGs, hustlas, ballas, up there in the crossroads (why my homie had to die)Crossfires, this album dedicated to yall, too. cause I know yall got themMutha*****in earphones on, ridin in them drop-tops, up there in the clouds(I told ya kevin, nigga) herbin on this silkk the shocker shit. cause yallKnow (we was gon do this shit) my little nigga done shocked the world(nigga yo brother done did this shit) yall niggaz feel this shit,Everywhere (silkk, me and c) all cross the mutha*****in boulder (tru, nigga)Yall niggaz feel this shit (no limit for life) peace, nigga (nigga, I toldYou we was gon take over this rap shit, nigga) I know you wearin that tatooUp there, fool. (lettin it be known) me, silkk and c (yeah, we down hereHandlin our business) down here countin millions (believe that, nigga)Sippin on mo wet (? ? ? , fool) toastin to you fool. huh, we done took overThis rap game nigga. let them niggaz up there know whats happenin.
