"Sending out a d**h shout to my boy Point Blank...May he rest in Peace..." "What? They did k** my n***a Blank..?" Put me to sleep, Blank rest in peace Put me to sleep, Blank rest in peace Put me to sleep, Blank rest in peace Put me to sleep, Blank rest in peace After I die gonna be a lot of sh** Cause ain't no telling what my n***as f** around to do this trick Who squeezed the trigga on me Cause I squeezed the trigga on his little brotha yesterday I can still remember when I shot him Voices screaming in my head: oh, my god, damn, it was so simple But the very next day I caught 2 to the temple I wonder what my family gonna say Maybe they was looking for me to die anyway You know, my feelings was hurt I just got out the penitentiary, now they put me in the dirt To make a long story short: I was terrible n***as found no weed when they came to my burial b**hes cried as they put me in the ground But sometimes I think it was meant for me to lay it down I appreciate if you kiss me But I ain't gonna have mothaf**as standing, crying over my body Just let a n***a sleep f**ing with me and sh**, how the hell I suppose to rest in peace? My son don't know about the tragic He's just crying cause they won't let him to play in my casket I can see my girl's face, I know she can't stand it Looking like a mind's on another planet I had a lot of n***as down with me Uuuh, I just hope to god they don't forget me Yeah, a lot of n***as hated me And to see me in a grave is what they wanted to see A rough brotha from South Park And I blame Illinois for making me hard Point Blank is guilty... Of being mentally f**ed up and that's what k**ed me I like to send peace to a brotha that squeezed the trigga Uuuh, he's a bold a** n***a And all I got to say: I was tired of this b**h a** surf anyway I'm out... 86 dope...dope...dope... Put me to sleep, b**h...