Old times.....
We may not share the same DNA, but that's ok
Treated me better than some of my bloodline
But I don't judge mine
Just being frank and keeping it real
Some men can't, best believe I will
We ate off bye same plate
Had a pet squirrel we named PunDre....traded shoes in school
Made it cool to do
They called us fool, but who was fooling who
Took up Tai Kwan Duo..smoked weed and sold dope
You even went to church with ya boy...saw it work with ya boy
Life being life where no one's alike
We went on separate paths about the start of the second half..
You went to jail and had ya shit split...I been thru hell and can't forget it...
When I peep my man..he's not the same..well neither am I...we both done changed...
Shortchanged....
Life is what you make it.. How you take it..form and shape it...choices and decisions...decisions and choices...have to know the difference between the horse and the cart...one carries the weight and one carries it off...one can get in ya way and one don't know that he lost...that's why life could never be anything but magnifico...it keeps us on out toes...we get knocked down and stand taller...we live life until the land call us...into dust we shall return...1
Save ’em
I go to funerals in tall boots and trenchcoats
The bullshit runs pretty deep
The water works could flood the streets
But when they were here you could care less
But you care enuff now to clutch ya chest
Screaming """" it should be me"""
But if it could...we both know that choice wouldn't be...
That's why I go to funerals in tall boots and trenchcoats