Damn, I never thought I'd be wearing a suit and tie so many times a year
But like Bone said, all my homies ain't here, bein' a crossroad fool
Imagine this, me dressed in all black, at a funeral strapped with a crown
Who died? P, I guess it was my homie Black
Somebody rolled up and shot him in the back
It was sad, my homie took a damn fall
Sorta like the TLC video, waterfall
But this was the real deal, this ain't no movie
Niggas drove up and blast my homie with a Uzi
Not me, it's Silk, got to ride
After the funeral, cause it's sad on my side
Cause in the ghetto, it's one big black moon
I mean people dying everyday, we all a doom
My mama look at me and say, boy watch yourself
But I can't trip mama cause I live for myself
And if I die on the streets, then it's my time to go
But if I live to see another day, another funeral
It's sad, I look into they eyes
Damn, everybody gots to die
But one day, I guess we gonna wake up
When they put me in that black truck
It could be you, it could be her
But in here, everybody gets lit up
Cause in the ghetto, everybody live like Jessie J
Cause I still question God for calling my homie name
Why my homie had to die
Now somebody's mama gonna cry
Why my homie had to die
Now somebody's mama gonna cry
I'm with my brother, parted islands far, he never really touched me much
But to see my brother land dead on the floor really kinda *** me up
I never thought he could hit me here, then he could be gone
I never thought the day he left the house, he would be coming back home
I wonder when your time is gone, who gon' protect you
Seems somebody died and my family didn't even much affect you
I wonder why my homie died at such a young age
I wonder why my homie dead, then make the front page
Cause it's a trip, and life ain't even worth to live
I see you gotta watch out for all us killer kids
Believe me, I be a youngster tryna spit the game
But it's a damn shame, all of the *** done changed
Through all the struggling and striving, I try to stay whole
But look up Mr. President of the White House tryna play God
Put us all in one big old boat
He call it housing project, I call it one big ghetto
Damn, look like the Statue of Liberty is crying
I guess that mean the whole world is *** dying
But why my homie had to die
Now somebody's mama gonna cry
Why my homie had to die
Now somebody's mama gonna cry
My nigga dead, my nigga died
How the *** you figure, another victim
My brother was a drug dealer
I'm paranoid looking for the niggas that did him in
They said it was his homies, could've been his best friend
My mama tell me keep my head on solid ground
But I can't forget how my brother went down
And now I *** with another, must lose his life
Never seen his kid, it's gonna be a bloody night
Cause when you dead, you can't get a second chance
It's up to me to make another nigga dirty dance
Sometimes I sit and reminisce about the old days
Selling dope and playing ball up in them coatways
When I daydream, sometimes I got to drink
Close my eyes and then I see my *** brother again
And when I wake up I'm hit by reality
Realizing it was just a memory
Cause everybody put us down for being drug dealers
But I say *** em and rest in peace Kevin Miller
Why my brother had to die
Not somebody's mama gonna cry
Why my homie had to die
Not somebody's mama gonna cry
Why my brother had to die
Not somebody's mama gonna cry
Why my homie had to die
Y'all niggas better wake up and realize
This mother*** album is dedicated to all the niggas that got a second chance on life
And that's constantly going to funerals
Constantly trying to realize why they people got to die
And to all the mother*** G's
Hustlers, ballers, up there in the crossroads
Crossfire
This album dedicated to y'all too
Cause I know y'all got them mother*** earphones on
Riding in them drop tops, up there in the clouds
Herbin' on this silk to shock the ***
Cause y'all know my little nigga done shocked the world
Y'all niggas feel this *** everywhere
All across the mother*** border
Y'all niggas feel this ***
No limit for life
I know you gonna take over this rap *** nigga
Then it be known
Me, Silk and Z
Down there count millions nigga
Sipping on Moet, TLN food
Toast to you fool
We done took over this rap game nigga
Let them niggas up there know what's happening