[SPM]
It`s after midnight while I let this pen write
In my cell it`s just me and this dim light
As my thoughts get spilled on a notebook
They shot my homie and I told his girl don`t look
Cause if she saw what I saw it would have haunted her
I heard the paramedics laughing with the officer
I guess they see it as just another dead body
And I know it hurt when his daughter said "Mommy,
Where`s daddy I ain`t seen him in a long time?"
How can mommy talk she can`t even stop crying
The punch line is tomorrow may never come
That`s where the cops get 1 8 7 from
It means murder not death by natural causes
It means homie`s clothes redder than Santa Clause`s
In Hillwood many died facing obstacles
I thank God it`s not me in that pile of skulls

[CHORUS: CAROLYN]
Slugs around the block boys
Thugging till they drop laws
Putting G`s on lock
So we flush it when they knock
Caught up in the system
These haters play the victim
Wanna see us fall
Like dead pictures on the wall

[JAK DA RIPA]
I saw the reaper in my sleep so I might got a death wish
When vultures come around I react so selfish
If you ain`t out of the hood you probably think that I`m crazy
Lotta ni**as in jail or they pushing up daisies
So many motherf**kers dropping out this s**t like flies
Heard a friend of mine just committed suicide
Left his family behind found him hanging from the ceiling
Eyes wide open I just can`t imagine the feeling
So many funerals here I am in all black
Prices put up my head so I`m packing a strap
When my life is on the line I bring them killas out
I find your residence and bring the drama to your house
Now all what`s left is a memory of your existence
Dead pictures on the wall bloody murder`s my vision

[CHORUS]

[SPM]
They found my homie Desperado in a garbage heap
Wrapped up throat slit man the scars are deep
That day it felt like the whole city was crying
Lil D if you hear me ni**a give me a sign
That ni**a that had murdered you got twisted by Jason
Had to tell you `cause I know that ya`ll in different locations
Have you seen Lil Lex? the other day he was killed
Ni**as don`t got no hustle had to take what he built
I`m afraid to even open up today`s newspaper
`Cause the Crow is taking souls like the old Shoemaker
It`s enough to make you blow up, throw up or go nuts
My people dying and I f**king love em so much
My homie`s brother got killed in a car chase
Cops tried to pull him over back on Park Place
He hauled ass but it ended when he crashed his Taurus
And all he had was some motherf**king traffic warrants

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