When I came to you there on that cold
Telephone pole horror of the night
And you came out to meet me
And then tell me things and sit down on the porch swing
[9th Prince]
Congratulations you comin home next month
Humble as a monk
We celebrate with Cristal and skunk
The family's large, it's hard being God
Still take charge come home to a massage
A line of credit cards with a Land Cruiser parked in the garage
I'm tryin to make up for the times when you was gone
Bein locked up while my heart was torn
You wrote me letters
Tellin me when you come home things will be much better
I mailed you a pair of Tims for a Wu-Wear sweater
Up in the penal dipped for the weather
In difficult times it's hard to maintain
I strive to live in the shelter that blocks out the rain
And that rain is pain
See stress on the brain will have a nigga insane
Forced to stay awake
Late nights it's hard to sleep when I peek
Cause the kitchen's chopped up, they be trying to creep on me
Mental explosion when I meditate over by Taca Lake
Thoughts remain calm like the ocean
Puff a little war potion
Everything seems like slow motion
Then I stare at the stars surrounded by trees
Sometimes I feel like a fallen leaf blown away by wind realities
Strong breeze, but you're free
I took the block off the horn so let knowledge be born
Blood brothers forever
Killa Beez on the swarm
When I came to you there on that cold
Telephone pole horror of the night
And you came out to meet me
And then tell me things and sit down on the porch swing
[Killa Sin]
Dom P's passed, guns blast, I recollect on the past
On how we ran wild together chasing cash and ass
Small time thing, managing stings for nugget rings
Went back far like acorn fights on minor swings
Kingpin style, juveniles raised with major flav
Tenth grade came went on our own and severed ways
Never realized Poppy would die or leave my side
When you passed kid I cried until my insides dried
Homicide never, I visualize better
You live forever in my heart son
Mentally dunn we roll together
Though years past I still hear blasts as guns flashed
My nigga run fast but sumble to a lifeless crash
On the concrete my leg felt weak
I couldn't eat let alone sleep
This shit is way beyond bone deep
Now I sip beers, shed a few tears with our peers
Play the rears
Do the knowledge through glares and cold stares
Yo it's hard kid, I swear to my unborn this war's going on
Veterans takin falls to young pawns
But I stay strong and try to move on and live life to the fullest
Rest in peace to the God who took a bullet
When I came to you there on that cold
Telephone pole horror of the night
And you came out to meet me
And then tell me things and sit down on the porch swing