Fallen soldiers

What, I'ma live for my niggas

I'ma shine for my niggas

How can I express the sorrow, I learn to dread tomorrow

Had to see my nigga Yammy dead, but he can rest with honor

Cuz he was reppin on his quest for dollars

I was the one who took him Uptown, with someone into measure powder

I treasure our memories together, hard to believe

I'ma never see you again, but I'ma make you breathin thru pen

So everyone can see you my friend, in fly sneakers again

Life is sweet and kinda deep when it ends

Still remember you, beefin over bullshit calls at basketball games cheatin

Yo, my cipher ain't complete, I'm sorry for that argument we had

On twelth street over a sale, knowing well that you was seekin dough aswell

What we made up the same night

And thru the years remained tight, the same love

The same drugs rockin the same Nikes

Now that you gone, I'm here to reppin your name right, yo

Chorus: [Cormega]

Did you ever lose a nigga you love?

Then ask yourself is there a heaven for thugs?

And will you be forgiven when your spirit is judged

This song is dedicated to my niggas above

Did you ever lose a nigga you love?

Then ask yourself is there a heaven for thugs?

And will you be forgiven when your spirit is judged

This song is dedicated to my niggas above

And to my cousin Bam

You my fuckin man, I find it hard to understand

You gone, you physical form is dormant

I'm lost like the Bulls without Jordan

Tell my man J.B. from Edgemere I said peace

Son, I live a thug life, I clutch mics

With the same intensity that I used to crush white

G-Fresh was at your funeral, son I felt it

And if I start cryin when I rhyme I can't help it

Analyze, never think I forgot you, you my heart

And even death can't keep the two of us apart

From day one, watchin cartoons and shootin playguns

Who ever thought we see this day come

Tell my moms I miss her, give her a kiss and tell her

That her younger child done her proud

I know she heard about me runnin wild

Ya'll gone now, but livin in my memory

Fallen soldiers, sleepin in serenity

Chorus

Killa Black, whattup my nigga?

I know you chillin with my nigga Ill Will

inside a ghetto heaven building

With a Mac-11, stealin your jeans, screamin Infamous Queens

Forty-First Side kid, you know me

I know the O-Z's are whiter there, pussy much tighter there

Pac and Eazy-E coming through on low riders there

The same old thing, except there ain't no pain

Your brother Havoc doing his thing, yo ferreal

It's all good in the hood, the Escalade with the wood-grain

Son was never misunderstood, dearly departed

Hear me acknowledge all my people who passed

Whether holdin heat, or in it for cash

Some of ya'll led sinister paths, some are pure like

Dominican raw, knockin on heaven's door

The only thing my niggas ran from alive is law

I reminisce your memories for you this Hennessy we pour

Chorus with Variation to last line