Dead homiez

[Verse One:] Up early in the morning, dressed in black Don't ask why? 'Cause I'm down in a suit and tie They killed a homie that I went to school with (Damn!) I tell ya life ain't shit to fool with I still hear the screams of his mother While my nigga laid dead in the gutter (Shit!) And it's getting to my temple Why is that the only time black folks get to ride in a limo? It makes me so mad I want to get my sawed-in And have some bodies hauled in But no, I pay my respects and I'm through (whaddup Cube?) Hug my crew, and maybe shed a tear or two And I wanna get blitz Grab my 40 ounce and then I reminisce About a brother who had to be the one and only So I dedicate this to my dead homiez...