Tekst Utworu

It's a different kind of love It's a different kind of loss But I carry the torch. Word I ain't wanna write this rhyme this rhyme cause I might cry My father died recognize there's an angel in the sky And it was hard to say goodbye cause I watched him die And I sighed, praying to God to heal him of cancer Death is a phantom that's not romantic When you lose someone close who used to change your pampers Chances was slim that he'd make it But still. that ain't stop me from praying I'm sayin I don't blame God thank God I wish heaven had a way we could face time. I still cry He used to play frisbee with me on the hillside And buy me Big Macs French fries. Let's ride Guess I had to say bye, at the same time pain on my mind made it not fine. We all die He passed in the summertime. I wish that day would go away but the sun rise And there was always crunch time during supper time Many times but the enemies no friend of mine. And I try Not to think about it cause the pains deep On Father's Day he said his last words to me One of the few times in life I took my mind off money I recognized mankind's blind by money And the value of life is a priceless currency I know cause cancer took my father from me Now I bleed from a wound there's no bandaid for Share my pain with your brain so my fans applaud When I walk off the stage go someplace to mourn Cause it was part of me in the casket I saw Meet me at the crossroads Blood on my soul Meet me at the crossroads Blood on my throne Belling through the cemetery I'm following graveyard trails In a realm where the real niggas with brave hearts dwell Dark spells often overcome us The struggles usually how we die so death is amongst Survival of fittest really is an over statement Even in excellent shape death still can overcome take us. Blood and murder So many lost souls, but if God got them then why we say lost though Until we meet again I see you at the crossroad Lost a lot of homies to this thug life Death a really show ya what the homies love like Love life cause we only get to live it for a little And it's very brittle risky and tricky like riddles Stuck in middle of life, see death We try to dodge it while knowing we might be next, oh yes But if I fall my hope is the resurrection While some hoping for heaven I'm openly counting blessings, yeah Everybody's got to die some day, we all gotta go If you truly love someone while they're alive let them know Let them know, let them know I miss you Meet me at the crossroads Blood on my soul Meet me at the crossroads Blood on my throne You ever lost the man who used to hold your hand I guess I'll meet me at the cross with the Son of Man Understand that we came from the mother land To Uncle Sam keeping stacks in a rubber band We turn to sand, some is Fam and some is your mans Caught in a jam and the plan was to laugh and dance And never had a good chance, cancer on Sonograms Some hammers never jam, na na na bam bam Like goodnight Stan, smoked till I choked and drink the pain away He starts to fade away, taught me how to hoop and shoot the fade away Wrestling with this is worth then MMA I thirst for better days, I searched eternal fates Pops worked hard to keep food on my plate Three a day. And I appreciate it till this day I'd leave a rose on his grave but he's cremated One day in heaven maybe we can say that we made it By way of blood I'll go up when my souls taken I diddy bop through these city blocks Rest In Peace Pac. Rest In Peace Pops As beat drops try to keep calm each time Another loved one flat lines. Baptized Eternal life or eternal death, micc check Another heart beat stops and a body lies dead, seeing blood clots from my pen Meet me at the crossroads Blood on my soul Meet me at the crossroads Blood on my throne Wide is the path that leads to destruction Narrow is the path that leads to life I want to see your face again I want to see your face again, and I will
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