" IN MEMORY OF " BY MISTA BLAZE OFFICIAL LYRIC VIDEO

Описание: Shout outs to all our fallen soldiers. Rest in Heavens Glory.
Track Produced by Sly Kane
Lyric Video by Mark Jinno
Recorded at Iron Chef Recording Studio

LYRICS:
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It seems like yesterday we was chillin in the hood
Cleary I remember
We love that gangta shit, we always up no good
Click clack bang bang
We never gonna see u, good bye my friend bye bye
Good bye my friend
I know that one day we all be kickin in paradise
homie lemme pour one for you


I hear them buck shots poppin drop , call somebody yeah call the cops,
right along them streets he bleedin, homie took one for the block

We say Roll or get rolled over, definition of a soldier
These days are cruicial not everybody's luck when your life is over

Saw ya Son slayed, house raid, imagine how the world is made
When your lady and your mamas mournin on there sons grave

Shootin bones, get drunk in the corner of the liquor store
strugglin for my paper and maybe I could’ve hustled more

remember the life that we never have figured, we talking bout
dreams, and that sucka the owes me
callin the shots and we ready to pick up the word and the word
is the bond B

after sun down havin a run down with my vatos sippin Empi
bottles be empty, blasten the stereo, loud enough to start a house party

much love we raise mo thugs, gather my brothers we smoke mo bud, crackin up jokes,
the next u gone, hella unfair that’s shits fucked up

when I come see you in your tombstone in a box lyin alone
In the name of the father and the holy ghost you finally home


Verse 2
Thinkin we havina blast, your daddys dead your lost and empty
Forever my brother so rest in power OG KayBee

your legacy's now encrypted, in the heart to the soul like scriptures, while drinkin a
bottle my chalice be leavin a memory some of the sadness

Gone, rawess homie don’t let no bet yall be witness
The familys pain became they strength they fight to search for justice, hey

Aint no prentin, I felt the same for Keith Martin
The music by this legend, turned to searchin lovers to somethin

Wakin Burdado, kaibigan kung sundalo,
The one and only D-coy forever gon miss u

For the block for the streets to the homies don't sleep
Creep, for the mob steady bangin on repeat, take one
for the team, get back with 50 mobstaz deep deep

say that heaven is not far away, keep gliden through the skies
keep heading straight to the light, till you see Jesus Christ

loko's vato's mobstaz shooters OG's lets pray for them
I wonder what party this homies be rockin along with Francis M. AMEN