[Hook] {x4}
You, you, me, it's me?
Me, me, you, it's you
[Verse One]
I'm the product of a prayer meeting
Doc set aboard
Almost Cali origin but pops headed north
Find me by the tape deck (boy leave that mic alone)
Mouth full of Pop Rocks, but sing like he grown
Had me there on Dr. J's, tissue in the toes
Homemade go-carts and cape crusader episodes
Me and Peek-A-Boo played dozens, bet who could touch the rim
Hoop try outs and miss college gym
Genius Of Love summers, mo-peds the norm
Can jams, getting in for two cans of corn
Curl activator in a spray, took Tasha to a matinee
Kissed till the Beat Street preview
That did it, ask him, [?] first
And my world will change in reverse
"Ayo Irv right?" "Word"
"How you black?" "How you?"
"Alberta Park's most hated."
"Indeed."
"What's the latest?"
"You know, handling stress...
Travelling far...
Travelling west...
Soul travelling."
"Aight God speed."
"Bless."
Five deep in Easy D's mom's Datsun
Church boy with a Fila sweatsuit in every color
Seems like yesterday
Man I miss yesterday
Yesterday always kept the pain well hidden
Now there's money missing
VCR gone
Stereo sold, family heirlooms pawned
Gla** pipe nightmare
Denial, not the linage
But the family had to face we had a base head in it
(Nooooooo)
I idolized you
You dying a thousand d**hs
I can't believe you smoking that mess
Love/hate, blame the addict, bro wouldn't do
But it's hard to realize me, when I'm running from you
[Hook]
[Verse Two]
Used to sleep in convertibles and ice cream trucks
Some summers in Portland, Mr. Stone Face, he looking too serious
Well here he is at twelve, cool breeze from Dekum courts and speakin Lord through voices of a celebration
Son of a guitar
Playa [?] with another woman strung
Sum of a nonchalant attitude, my anger beat drums
Bubblegum nickle, Now-N-Later, stole cars
Stayed away from home
Mama slapped domino and bones
Late night, crunch games in the park
Son around your little sisters don't curse
(My world rotates in reverse)
"Yo, Jumbo right?"
"Word"
"How you black?"
"How you?"
"Alberta Park most hated?"
"Indeed."
"What's the latest?"
"You know, handling beef...
Travelling far...
Travelling east...
Soul travelling."
"Aight god speed."
"Peace."
We claimed Woodlawn first
Gangsta boogie traits
Freshness at work, let's set the record straight
Paid in full blend tapes, no joking '88
Cocoa impressions, double dates
Hawaiian shorts in frozen winters
Flashing Hurricanes Starters
Talks about naming our daughters
They ain't nobody could part us
Till that blue light party
Coward pulled out the .44 strong
When he shot you in the back my n***a I felt that
Something took you away and I knew you was gone
Rest in peace Big Red I live for you in this song
I live for you in this song
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