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featuring C Murder  Master P 

[Master P] 
Damn. I never thought I'd be wearin a suit and tie so many times a year  but 
like Bone said  to all my homies ain't here  see ya in the crossroads  fool 

Imagine this  me dressed in all black 
At a funeral strapped with a chrome gat 
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 
Sort of like the TLC video, "Waterfalls" 
But this was the real deal, this ain't no movie 
Niggaz drove up and blasted my homie with a oozie 
Now me and Silkk 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 dyin everyday, we all are doomed 
My mama look at me and say, "Boy, watch yoself!" 
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's got to die 
But one day, I guess we gon to wake up 
When they puttin me in that black truck 
It could be you, it could be her 
But in the end everybody gets did up 
Cause in the ghetto everybody live like Jesse James 
I still question God for callin my homie name 

Chorus 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 much 
But seein my brother layin dead on floor really kinda fucked me up 
I never thought he could be here then he could be gone 
I never thought the day he left the house he wouldn't be comin back home 
I wonder when it's yo time to go, who gon protect you 
See someone died in my family, didn't even much affect you 
I wonder why my homie died at such a young age 
I wonder why my homie death didn't make the front page 
Cause it's a trip, and life ain't even worth to live 
See ya gotta watch out for all us killa kids 
Belive me, I be a youngsta tryin to spit the game 
But it's a damn shame, all of the shit done changed 
Through all the strivin and strugglin I try to stay hard 
But look at Mr. President in the White House tryin to play God 
Put us all in one big ole boat 
They call it housin projects, I call it one big ghetto 

Damn. Looks like the Statue of Liberty is cryin 
I guess that mean the whole world is fuckin dyin 

Chorus I (2X) 

[C-Murder] 
My nigga dead, my nigga died, how the fuck you figure 
Another victim, my brother was a drug deala 
I'm paranoid, lookin for the niggaz that did him in 
They say it was his homie coulda been his best friend 
My mama tell me keep my head on solid ground 
But I can't forget how my brotha went down 
An eye for an eye, 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 anotha nigga dirty dance 
Sometimes I sit and remenisce about the old days 
Sellin dope and playin ball up in them coke ways 
When I daydream, sometimes I gots to drink 
Close my eyes and then I see my fuckin brother again 
And when I wake up I'm hit by reality 
Realizin, it was just a memory 
Cause everybody put us down for bein drug dealas 
But I say fuck em, and rest in peace Kevin Miller 

Chorus II (2X): Why my brother had to die? 
Now somebody mama gonna cry 
Why my homie had to die? 
Now somebody mama gonna cry 

(Why my homie had to die) Huh, ya'll niggaz betta wake up, and realize, 
this muthafuckin album (why my homies got to die) is dedicated to all the 
niggaz that got a second chance on life, and that's constantly goin to 
funerals (why my homies got to die) constantly tryin to realize, why they 
people gotta die (why my brother had to die) And to all them muthafuckin 
Gs, hustlas, ballas, up there in the crossroads (why my homie had to die) 
crossfires, this album dedicated to ya'll, too. Cause I know ya'll got them 
muthafuckin 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 ya'll 
know (we was gon do this shit) my little nigga done shocked the world 
(nigga yo brother done did this shit) ya'll niggaz feel this shit, 
everywhere (Silkk, me and C) all cross the muthafuckin boulder (TRU, nigga) 
ya'll niggaz feel this shit (No Limit for life) peace, nigga (nigga, I told 
you we was gon take over this rap shit, nigga) I know you wearin that tatoo 
up there, fool. (lettin it be known) Me, Silkk and C (yeah, we down here 
handlin our business) down here countin millions (believe that, nigga) 
sippin on mo wet (???, fool) toastin to you fool. Huh, we done took over 
this rap game nigga. Let them niggaz up there know what's happenin.

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