[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