In Memory Of...

Mommy Mary, Mary Coleman that is

I love you, rest in peace

You still here though, word up

This goes out to you

Mary Parker, Loretta Randall, Grandfather Bill

Runy Manuel, Robert N'Blangio

Uncle C, Alicia Elon, Giovanni

To my man G.O.V., I remember how you used to be

You were the illest man alive, now I'm readin' your eulogy

Eyes so serious, you told me hold my head

Pursue this rap shit and go, forward never backwards

While you gripped TECs tight and ran **** out of town

I ripped up mics, showin' wack **** how to sound

Still your essence, was callin'

By two gunshots, at close range, your frame had fallen

Now like a angel you've risen and you will stay in my heart

And yo, I wish you were still livin', word

This is in memory of

Zachary Bro, Cousin Paula

Harry O-Fives (Rest in peace)

Yeah, Sam-O, 183rd

Joshua Faust (Rest in peace)

Brian Brown y all, yeah

To my man Brian B, I remember how you used to be

You were the flyest in the club, with three bitches doin' rub-a-du

You was the pimp of all panderers

GQ, Johnny Presley, fuckin' up the elegances

So many hookers on your schedule

Slammin' Cadillac doors and mackin' whores on the regular

You used to boost, the slickest of suits

Climbin' through the back windows on the bus, you was ill, Dukes

Until that chick you vicked, for the Cutlass

Started snillz-niffin' ki-daine, and went to cut cha

That freak shanked you six times in your sleep

I wish you was here, 'cause your philosophy was mad deep

Yeah, this is in memory of

Keith 'Cowboy', Scott La Rock

Prince Messiah (Rest in peace)

Buffy, the Human Beatbox, ya know

2Pac Shakur (Rest in peace)

Pink House, Sub Roc

O.G. Boo Bang, salute (Rest in peace)

Seagram's, Killa Black from Mobb Deep

Biggie Smalls, yeah, rest in peace

Lance Owens, y'all

To all my brothers doin' time, whether or not you did the crime

You know the system is devised to keep you deaf, dumb, and blind

Like Scarface said, them cats are smart

In order for things to change, we must all play a part

It's easy for us to blame society

But now it's way too late, and we must take responsibility

To all my brothers in the streets

I know you feel you gotta hustle, 'cause your peeps gotta eat

Makin' moves right and exact

Don't wanna see you layin' flat, don't wanna see ya catch a bullet, black

If we don't build, we'll be destroyed

That's the challenge we face in this race of poor and unemployed

Freud, a philosopher, but I'm a realist

So philosophize this, without love we won't exist

To those who passed out there in the deserts and the jungles

With pain on their shoulders, and heavy bundles

I pray each one will, ascend to new heights and new enlightenment

And this is why I'm writin' it

Yeah, this is in memory of

Linnet Grinnich, Cookie Murray

Yeah (Rest in peace)

Ross, Laverne La-La Eyelif

John Hood (Rest in peace)

Kevin Fredricks, Donny Charles

Leslie Clark, and Will Clark (Rest in peace)

Tommy Saunders, Princess Di

Don Clark, Betty Shabazz (Rest in peace)

This is in memory of

Rest in peace