Tears On The Page

Yeah, tears on the page as I write this in a daze

Feeling sadness mixed with anger mixed with rage

Dawg, I'm still amazed

Took some flowers to your statue with heavy praise

From an entire generation that you help raise

Who really want it, has the passion and love it?

We grew up yelling out your name when throwing trash in a bucket

Yeah, that's Mama

The one we honour

For showing us what it take to be great to build a legacy and saga

All of our leader

Mama all up in my demeanour

Never number two unless we rep for Mamacita

You're a whole lot still, I study your mind

From the Rocker to the Olympics, truly one of a kind that God had designed

And I can start naming the stats

The rings, countless buzzer beaters, alley oops to Shaq

The last game scoring 60 and that's word to Nipsey dawg

Chills down my fucking spine what it really gives me dawg

24 'cause it's every day

I know it's bigger but for us, you the King of L.A

Number eight 'cause you infinite

Forever we hurt

And I'll forever rep that yellow and purp

Yeah, 24 'cause it's every day

For every dad that got a daughter, hoping she's really safe

Number eight 'cause you infinite

Forever we hurt

And I'll forever rep that yellow and purp, yeah

Heroes remembered, but legends don't die

Live in our hearts legacies stay alive

Murals painted on the wall

Built us up so we stand tall

Gone but never forgotten

Yeah, prolific, so gifted

You still shine no dimming

A whole legend

That's why this shit sting different

You built different

But you ran your victory lap, that's some real king shit

At the same age as Jesus died

Did it all for your people then got killed by your people just like Jesus, God

Always held your community down

I guess every Messiah keep a fucking Judas around damn

In the sky watching my angels fly

First time I ever cried when a stranger died (first time)

I never knew you but feel like I lost a family member, I can't explain it, why?

My spirit is bothered, I still ain't process

I'm sick to my stomach, I still ain't digest

You was the voice of the city

Dawg, plus your music healing like you're Dr. Sebi

All the gangs united like the fuck the past beefs

While your killer in jail getting his ass beat

The world in need of a change, it really got dark

I know that you was the brain that Tupac sparked

Your leadership is what we needed Nip

Proud to pay campaigns you on some genius shit

From Crenshaw to the world you extend

The Marathon continues matter of fact it's never gon' end

Heroes remembered, but legends don't die

Live in our hearts legacies stay alive

Murals painted on the wall

Built us up so we stand tall

Gone but never forgotten

Gone but never forgotten

You know by the way we still in pain

So I write this letter with tears on the page

So I write this letter with tears on the page