God Bless The Dead

Rest in peace to my mother****er biggie small

That's right boy, it's goin' on

Right here, thug life

God bless the dead

God bless the dead and buried *****

Don't worry if you see God first tell him shit got wors

I ain't mad, I know you're representin' the crew

And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brew

**** the world, pain was a part of the gam

If you a baller, money went as quick as it came

My role models gone or they locked in the pen

Straight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind

The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy biggie

Sayin', "**** don't stop, bitch, no pity

We all hoods and all we ever had was dreams

Money makin' mother****as plot scandalous scheme

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind

I was addicted to tryin', never meant to do time

My epitaph will read was the last of G's

Kicked the shit to make the white man blee

God bless the dead, that's right

God bless the dead

God bless the dead

God bless the dead

Man, ain't nobody promised me a thang

I been caught up in this game

Ever since I was a little mother****er wantin' to han

I can see 'em in my head, pow

Memories of my bitch but he dead no

Lookin' back in my year book all the years took

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

And if I die will they all shed tears

Two to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear

Paranoid got me lookin' in the mirror

Behind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time

See I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice

**** the police and all the courts same way they ****ed u

And why the hell am I locked in jail

They let them white boys free

We be shocked as hell

In my mind I can see it comin'

And all the time it's a plot to keep a bitch runnin

By keepin' gun and never run unless I'm comin' at ya

Cry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter

God bless the dead, that's right

God bless the dead

God bless the dead

Rest in peace to all the mother****ers that passed too earl

All the young mother****ers that was took in they prim

Real mother****in' Gz, this one is for yo

Yo stretch, biggie

Yo big this is to you my *****

Springfield Hollis crew, thug life, Y G'z

Sendin' they respect, you know I mean?

You my bitch for life, foreve

You're always gonna be with a *****

No matter what, don't forget that

I pray before I go to sleep

Dear God save my place before I start to eat, 'cause times is hard

So I'm covered to my knees, oh why?

Why you had to take my bitch with the rock I buy

You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, Uzi weighin' a ton

Bitches terrified of comin' from the young gu

Hearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me

But it's mind blowin', so I'm flowin' goin' crazy

Slip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk

He shoulda had the gauze in the trunk

For spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack big

Now ya 'bout to smell the aftermath of what the Mack did

Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes

The Teflon's bout to rip through your ****in' ves

Guess who? I'll make a mess of your crew

Quick the spirit biggie smalls and the comin'on clique, yeah

God bless the dead

God bless the dead

God bless the dead

God bless the dead