[Verse 1: Mr.Spills]
Trials and tribulations plus tragedies
Life as we know it is a mystery
Kind of make it hard to keep going
They done k**ed big murdered pac
Got me on the murder watch
Mom's bury they sons hoping that the murder stops
Four shots March 9th life gone dead wrong red palms pray to Jesus I read Psalms
What about the plane crash when Aaliyah pasted
And I cried for left eye she was speeding fast
Shed tears my cousin suffered the same fate
And our families probably suffered the same way
See the pain a make you struggle to maintain
When its driving you crazy try to remain sane
But I talk to Big L when I'm writing rhymes
Trying shine I ain't trying to live a life of crime
Had a couple blessings but I wasn't counting mine
Years pa** by everybody counting time
Whoo ha for Old Dirty in this Brooklyn zoo
Spillerific not ya ordinary Brooklyn dude
It was hard to move on when you pa**ed away
Go to heaven get a beat from jam master j
[Verse 2: Mr.Spills]
I can picture makaveli with his team
Woke up to reality
Life is but a dream and I'm always on green
Never catch me stopping at the Red light
People say you worth more when you dead right
Thoughts going through the mental pun died
Didn't get to see his true potential
Got to smoke the marijuana just to keep me high
Still thinking why the he'll they k**ed Freaky Tah
Keep it trilla for J-dilla
Now of days you got to be iller to make scroll
Departed souls sitting wishing they could stay with us
Yo pun come and spend a day with us
Do it for the legends the hitter who made thriller
Through dark nights my vision remains clearer
See the truth everyday when I look in the same mirror
But I try to play humble I just want to be free
Try to go they want u to leave
These hating n***as they don't want you to breath
That's why I never where my heart on my sleeve
I see the martyr in me
I see tomorrow in me
Dearly departed the streets