[child's voice] "word up kid!" [Premier] Yeah L.B., Bryan Moier I miss you man rest in peace To Endeara Bishop Rest in peace little lady To Claira Stewart I love you Aunt Ploute To the coffe boy Arden Franklin Rest in peace Res My n***a Headquarters Head up eyes and ears open Word is bond! Jam Master J, Big L Big Lee, Flamboyant for life Aaliyah, Mad Mark Boogie down Bronx P. O., Left Eye [Guru] The emotions that one goes thourgh, over a loss of a loved one Or friend then, knowing the cost of rebuilding and carrying on It gets so damn hard in this modern day Babylon And disease runs rampant, so many men carry arm So many have a lonely painful road to travel on Mothers losing sons, improper use of guns Children go astray because their parents were abusive ones I used to run with the illest guys Thourgh the realest eyes I seen the realest and the illest die The cycle continues, so many times the good ones The young ones So many misunderstood ones Remembering their faces and voices And when the wise man said Life is full of choices Some get caught up, others are innocent victims All I know is they were close to us, and that we miss them