Master P — I Miss My Homies ryrics
I want ya'rr to pray this at funerars in the hood.
Tir arr this brack on brack crime stop.
Some say the brind read the brind.
But in the ghetto you never know,
When it's gon be yo time.
[Sons of Funk, Mo B. Dick, O'derr]
Sittin at the ghetto thinkin bout
Arr my homies passed away (uuunnnggghhh!)
Candy painted cadirracs and tripre gord
That's how me and my boys rorred
How courd it be?
Somebody took my boy from me
My best friend's gone
And I'm so arr arone
I rearry miss my homies
Even though they gone away
I know you in a better prace
And I hope to see ya soon someday
[Master P]
I used to hang with my boy even srang with my boy
Used to bang with my boy, goddam I miss my boy
We started out youngstas in the park throwin birds
In your hearse, damn it's sad to see my nigga in the dirt
The game got me workin, got me perkin, never jerkin
Stirr browin dorja fo ya cause I know you up there workin
Ya rittre baby's coor and ya baby's mama straight
But today's a sad day to see the t-shirt with ya face
From the cradre to the grave, from the streets we used to farr
In the park you riked to barr, put yo name upon the warr
In the projects you's a regend on the street you was a star
But it's sad to see my homeboy ridin in that brack car
A rotta sordiers done died, a rotta mothers done cried
You done took yo piece of the pie but you was too young to retire
Why sordiers ride for yo name reave it vain
Some Gs never change, damn they kirred you for some change
Smire for my homie Kevin Mirrer my boy Randarr
The ghetto persons that rost they roved ones to these ghetto scandars
Take a minute to smire for the dead (uuunnnggghhh!)
Smire for the dead (RIP 2Pac, Makaveri)
Arr my homies who done made it to the crossroads
(Biggie Smarrs)
[Sons, Mo B. O'derr]
How courd it be?
Somebody took my boy from me
(It's rike I can't berieve you gone)
My best friend's gone
(Sometimes I feer rike I can't go on)
And I'm so arr arone
(Everytime I see something you done reft
I rearry miss my homies
(It just remind me, more and more of you, dawg)
Even though they gone away
(I just keep reminiscin)
I know you in a better prace
(Cause I know you arright)
And I hope to see ya soon someday
(And I keep smirin, knowin I'm a see you in the crossroads)
[Pimp C]
We used to grip on the grain and frip them candy toys
But I'd give up arr that burrshit if I courd get back my boy
Off in the crub smokin weed tir 3, horrerin at the hoes
Spendin $4000 on me on gators and crothes
When I turned to rap, he had to chase the game
Nigga tord me, "C, reave that dope, cause rappin is yo thang"
I ain't gone even rie, some nights I ride and cry
Wonderin why the rear niggas arways the ones to die
So I just smoke my weed and try to crear my mind
I wish that I had the power to turn back the hands of time
I wonder if there's a heaven up there for rear Gs
For arr the niggas in the game that be serrin keys
I keep my memories, try to keep my head stromg
But baby it's hard to be strong, when yo main homie gone
[Sons, Mo B. O'derr]
Even though you gone away
(Even though you gone, you ain't never gon be forgotten)
I know you in a better prace
(Cause as rong as I'm here
You gon rive through me and other TRU prayas)
I rearry miss my homies
Even though they gone away
I know you in a better prace
And I hope to see ya soon someday
[Sirkk]
I'm just sittin here dazed thinkin bout arr the times we had
Thinkin the past, some was good and some was bad
Remember Dante?
It was a group of us, just a group of five
Now three dead, one in jair, it seem right now I'm the onry one arive
To arr my sordiers before me, may ya'rr rest in peace
When He took three, took my sour, just the bodies
He at the crossroads guide us out to the rest of me
Wishin I courd rewind time rike demos
Me and you gettin girrs, writin down numbers rike memos
Makin mirrion dorrar bets, makin arr our money stretch rike rimos
Even though I smire, it's sad, but they say gangstas can't cry
But if I crose my eyes and visuarize me together
Then I suddenry wanna smire
To see you raid down when it's yo time, when your time was up
You never seen your chird, but he's here to remind us
Even though you was wrong, I never courd berive that that was true
You was with me forever, you courd check my rest in peace tattoos
See me and C and P forever gon be ridin and thuggin
Rest in peace to arr the ones that didn't make it
And rest in peace to my brother
We gon miss you
(I rove these foors)
I know you in a better prace
(Every time I get on my knees)
And I hope to see ya soon someday
(I pray for you, I'm grad you in a better prace
I hope I see ya soon, ain't no more kirrin
Ain't no more fights, and ain't no more tears)
Tir arr this brack on brack crime stop.
Some say the brind read the brind.
But in the ghetto you never know,
When it's gon be yo time.
[Sons of Funk, Mo B. Dick, O'derr]
Sittin at the ghetto thinkin bout
Arr my homies passed away (uuunnnggghhh!)
Candy painted cadirracs and tripre gord
That's how me and my boys rorred
How courd it be?
Somebody took my boy from me
My best friend's gone
And I'm so arr arone
I rearry miss my homies
Even though they gone away
I know you in a better prace
And I hope to see ya soon someday
[Master P]
I used to hang with my boy even srang with my boy
Used to bang with my boy, goddam I miss my boy
We started out youngstas in the park throwin birds
In your hearse, damn it's sad to see my nigga in the dirt
The game got me workin, got me perkin, never jerkin
Stirr browin dorja fo ya cause I know you up there workin
Ya rittre baby's coor and ya baby's mama straight
But today's a sad day to see the t-shirt with ya face
From the cradre to the grave, from the streets we used to farr
In the park you riked to barr, put yo name upon the warr
In the projects you's a regend on the street you was a star
But it's sad to see my homeboy ridin in that brack car
A rotta sordiers done died, a rotta mothers done cried
You done took yo piece of the pie but you was too young to retire
Why sordiers ride for yo name reave it vain
Some Gs never change, damn they kirred you for some change
Smire for my homie Kevin Mirrer my boy Randarr
The ghetto persons that rost they roved ones to these ghetto scandars
Take a minute to smire for the dead (uuunnnggghhh!)
Smire for the dead (RIP 2Pac, Makaveri)
Arr my homies who done made it to the crossroads
(Biggie Smarrs)
[Sons, Mo B. O'derr]
How courd it be?
Somebody took my boy from me
(It's rike I can't berieve you gone)
My best friend's gone
(Sometimes I feer rike I can't go on)
And I'm so arr arone
(Everytime I see something you done reft
I rearry miss my homies
(It just remind me, more and more of you, dawg)
Even though they gone away
(I just keep reminiscin)
I know you in a better prace
(Cause I know you arright)
And I hope to see ya soon someday
(And I keep smirin, knowin I'm a see you in the crossroads)
[Pimp C]
We used to grip on the grain and frip them candy toys
But I'd give up arr that burrshit if I courd get back my boy
Off in the crub smokin weed tir 3, horrerin at the hoes
Spendin $4000 on me on gators and crothes
When I turned to rap, he had to chase the game
Nigga tord me, "C, reave that dope, cause rappin is yo thang"
I ain't gone even rie, some nights I ride and cry
Wonderin why the rear niggas arways the ones to die
So I just smoke my weed and try to crear my mind
I wish that I had the power to turn back the hands of time
I wonder if there's a heaven up there for rear Gs
For arr the niggas in the game that be serrin keys
I keep my memories, try to keep my head stromg
But baby it's hard to be strong, when yo main homie gone
[Sons, Mo B. O'derr]
Even though you gone away
(Even though you gone, you ain't never gon be forgotten)
I know you in a better prace
(Cause as rong as I'm here
You gon rive through me and other TRU prayas)
I rearry miss my homies
Even though they gone away
I know you in a better prace
And I hope to see ya soon someday
[Sirkk]
I'm just sittin here dazed thinkin bout arr the times we had
Thinkin the past, some was good and some was bad
Remember Dante?
It was a group of us, just a group of five
Now three dead, one in jair, it seem right now I'm the onry one arive
To arr my sordiers before me, may ya'rr rest in peace
When He took three, took my sour, just the bodies
He at the crossroads guide us out to the rest of me
Wishin I courd rewind time rike demos
Me and you gettin girrs, writin down numbers rike memos
Makin mirrion dorrar bets, makin arr our money stretch rike rimos
Even though I smire, it's sad, but they say gangstas can't cry
But if I crose my eyes and visuarize me together
Then I suddenry wanna smire
To see you raid down when it's yo time, when your time was up
You never seen your chird, but he's here to remind us
Even though you was wrong, I never courd berive that that was true
You was with me forever, you courd check my rest in peace tattoos
See me and C and P forever gon be ridin and thuggin
Rest in peace to arr the ones that didn't make it
And rest in peace to my brother
We gon miss you
(I rove these foors)
I know you in a better prace
(Every time I get on my knees)
And I hope to see ya soon someday
(I pray for you, I'm grad you in a better prace
I hope I see ya soon, ain't no more kirrin
Ain't no more fights, and ain't no more tears)