Willie D - Gone Too Soon lyrics

[Intro: Willie D] Okay We going to do this for all our people Checked out kind of early Left [?] by ourselves, mourn This for y'all [Verse One: Willie D] She was the finest little cutie on the block Neighborhood j**el, making appearances in others [?] Straight A student, prettiest girl in Houston Look at what the ghetto is capable of producin' I like the way she carried her self and all Took my calls everyday but never gave me the play Her boyfriend played ball at the high school I used to dream about them quitting I can't lie fool because she was cool Unlike Miss Goodie Two Shoes she was polite Never had a fight always polite Most sought after honey on the cut And never once wore her clothes up her bu*t, motherf**er what She graduated, got pregnant it was crazy Doctor's told her she could die if she didn't abort the baby She had a chance and she took it The baby lived but she died, look it look it I'm thinking about all the ones out there bad having babies for the welfare But then life ain't fair I wish she could have shared her secret with every other woman Damn that'd would have been somethin', but she gone too soon [Hook:] Family and friends of the ones that's gone Hold on be strong, we ain't in this alone Let not our heart be troubled take your burdens to the lord He'll fight your battles, when times get hard X2 [Verse Two: Willie D] What's up Kee? I see you dog We used to sing in the [?] and shoot basketball n***a you was tall, damn you could shoot that ball Me, a played [?] so I always fouled We had a crew that was rough from the smallest on up And when we had a little change we walked the [?] on us We took the problems in the hood into our own hands Fifteen in the park, whooping grown men But I remember one time that we fought each other And I, f** it lets call it a tie 'Cause the girl was fighting over turned out to be freaky In that regard we both winners although you deceased Your momma told me to stop [?} I lied and said I tried because her eyes reflect your coffin Man I don't want to see that, hope I'm forgiven Crosses and candle lights and yellow ribbons, you're gone too soon [Hook:] Family and friends of the ones that's gone Hold on be strong, we ain't in this alone Let not our heart be troubled take your burdens to the lord He'll fight your battles, when times get hard [When the Chorus gets repeated the last four words are changed to "Promised to God"] X2 [Verse Three: Willie D] Momma where have you gone, I'm still trying to a [?] Losing you made me strong, help me complete this song I'm so alone, dealing with the loss You're still trying to come to grips the way you kicked me out your house Made me sit on the porch, in the cold I admit I was bad, but goddamn I was only five years old That's too cold, made me made as sh** One of the reason I became a child advocate But you know what they say, ain't nobody like Momma Since you, pa**ed away ain't nobody like Momma Your breast cancer got worse with the Kimo If you would have only taken a mammogram, who knows? And Pops even though we didn't have as much time spent I still felt it when you went I never got to bond with y'all, have fun with y'all Maybe somebody I'll become one with y'all, gone too soon [Hook:] Family and friends of the ones that's gone Hold on be strong, we ain't in this alone Let not our heart be troubled take your burdens to the lord He'll fight your battles, when times get hard [When the Chorus gets repeated the last four words are changed to "Promised to God"] X2 [Outro:] For my folks, gone but not forgotten Young lady I spoke of in the first verse [?] Joe, one of God's most beautiful creations (Laughs) k**ed the rest, before you was a mess Cousin Lary, [?} can't beat them [?] All my soldiers in the rap game, my extended family Eazy-E, Buff Love, Pac, Big L, [?], Biggie, Pun (Whoo!) DJ Screw, Mafioso, Fat Pat, Beautiful Left Eye What a crazy one And lived to it, when you put it down you did your R&B thang You put it down for Hip Hop Never ride out on my boys, one of the most talented dudes to ever pick up a microphone Big Mello, what it do? It's a done deal baby, yeah!