this is a rhyme i wrote for my closes homeboys.
(1st verse)
this full moons got us pourin out our fortiez, reflectin our lives,
conversatin with my homiez, perfectin our minds.
thru years i've seen my homiez grow from boyz to men,
with time, comes mature minds, we hustle for endz.
i had to stop tha dirty hustle, started workin for ends,
tryin to find a path that lasts for my circle of friends.
i notice time brings change, whether better or worse,
it seems i'm leavin this game, but CUZZ forever your first.
it ain't no turnin baccs, jus earnin staccs, follow me close,
cuzz today i do my own thang, tomorrow we grow.
if u need me to ride, i'll drop it all,
just kno, i'm within arms reach, give me a call.
dont blame me, this hard life's got me stressin and mad,
tryin to create a foundation, with my pencil and pad.
promise to make it in this lifetime,
get my homiez out tha gutter so i write rhymes.
(chorus)
please tell me why, do my homiez have to ride instead of cry,
we're gettin high to pass the time, or die before we fly,
can u please tell me why?
(2nd verse)
we've had our ups and downs, but true homiez make us smile,
when we're bustin frowns, makes our times worthwhile.
dice i know ur thinkin that we fell off,
but in tha end i'll let my life and my story tell all,
we knew each other since the seventh grade,
lil bad asses, cuttin classes, alwayz dreamin on a scheme to try to get paid.
i wuz in a honda, and u wuz in a beamer,
ur pops put a gun to your head, but mine wuz meaner.
remember when u went to rhode island, sent a risin star to tha mean streets,
came bacc as a real g.
smoked my first blunt with you, we gettin sky high,
ridin shotgun when we did our first drive-by.
past reflections, think bacc and things were different then,
but thru tha years you've been there thru thicc and thin,
now listen, if one dies, then we both die,
heart remains loyal to you homie, nigga 4-life!
been thru a lot, theze last few years,
homiez gettin locced up, sheddin tattoo tearz,
one day in time i'll be your light, place ur trust in me,
we shared pain now we're gonna share my luxury.
ur dwellin hard in your jail cell, i know you're scarred,
keep your faith in God, when timez are hard.
late nights drinkin, thinkin hard with ambition,
all my homiez never lonely just as long as i'm livin.
i know we broke apart, but celo real friends come together in tha end,
until we meet again,
i'm layin low, tryin to survive and shake theze haters,
fake niggaz come around when u shtart to make your papers.
it's all gravy later, but now there's alot to achieve,
but homie celo, u gotta believe.
i love ya'll dice, celo, pooh, dee, and laf,
see ya'll niggas when we all reach tha top, we're never gonna drop.
YA'LL PLEASE GIVE ME FEEDBACC AND TELL ME IF YA'LL FEEL THIS CUZZ I WANNA PUT IT ON A BEAT, THANX. FOLD.
(1st verse)
this full moons got us pourin out our fortiez, reflectin our lives,
conversatin with my homiez, perfectin our minds.
thru years i've seen my homiez grow from boyz to men,
with time, comes mature minds, we hustle for endz.
i had to stop tha dirty hustle, started workin for ends,
tryin to find a path that lasts for my circle of friends.
i notice time brings change, whether better or worse,
it seems i'm leavin this game, but CUZZ forever your first.
it ain't no turnin baccs, jus earnin staccs, follow me close,
cuzz today i do my own thang, tomorrow we grow.
if u need me to ride, i'll drop it all,
just kno, i'm within arms reach, give me a call.
dont blame me, this hard life's got me stressin and mad,
tryin to create a foundation, with my pencil and pad.
promise to make it in this lifetime,
get my homiez out tha gutter so i write rhymes.
(chorus)
please tell me why, do my homiez have to ride instead of cry,
we're gettin high to pass the time, or die before we fly,
can u please tell me why?
(2nd verse)
we've had our ups and downs, but true homiez make us smile,
when we're bustin frowns, makes our times worthwhile.
dice i know ur thinkin that we fell off,
but in tha end i'll let my life and my story tell all,
we knew each other since the seventh grade,
lil bad asses, cuttin classes, alwayz dreamin on a scheme to try to get paid.
i wuz in a honda, and u wuz in a beamer,
ur pops put a gun to your head, but mine wuz meaner.
remember when u went to rhode island, sent a risin star to tha mean streets,
came bacc as a real g.
smoked my first blunt with you, we gettin sky high,
ridin shotgun when we did our first drive-by.
past reflections, think bacc and things were different then,
but thru tha years you've been there thru thicc and thin,
now listen, if one dies, then we both die,
heart remains loyal to you homie, nigga 4-life!
been thru a lot, theze last few years,
homiez gettin locced up, sheddin tattoo tearz,
one day in time i'll be your light, place ur trust in me,
we shared pain now we're gonna share my luxury.
ur dwellin hard in your jail cell, i know you're scarred,
keep your faith in God, when timez are hard.
late nights drinkin, thinkin hard with ambition,
all my homiez never lonely just as long as i'm livin.
i know we broke apart, but celo real friends come together in tha end,
until we meet again,
i'm layin low, tryin to survive and shake theze haters,
fake niggaz come around when u shtart to make your papers.
it's all gravy later, but now there's alot to achieve,
but homie celo, u gotta believe.
i love ya'll dice, celo, pooh, dee, and laf,
see ya'll niggas when we all reach tha top, we're never gonna drop.
YA'LL PLEASE GIVE ME FEEDBACC AND TELL ME IF YA'LL FEEL THIS CUZZ I WANNA PUT IT ON A BEAT, THANX. FOLD.