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Alicia Myers
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Gotta pour out some liquor for the ones who ain't here
And share some with the people caught up in the struggle
Yeah, bottom to the top
We ain't forget you, let's ride
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This one's for those who feel ignored
My man Rashawn getting hit at the board
People boosting in stores that they can't afford
For my grandmother telling me remember the Lord
For all my gangstas that died by the sword
Used to smoke blunts in the back of Encore
Drive uptown in like ten cars or more
Tryna see stuff we never seen before
For them kids in Newtown and new gun laws
That would easily pass if that kid was yours
These are the side effects, what's the cause?
At a minimum we gotta put this shit on pause
Ayo Congress, what up?
Do you, do you, do you, uh huh, do you, yeah, do you
Do you, do you, do you, uh huh, do you, yeah, do you
Do you, do you, do you, uh huh, do you, yeah, do you
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He went to jail 'fore his baby was born
Now his baby had a baby and he still ain't home
He crying in the cell when he all alone
Wishing he could call up God on the phone
Enough turn a good man's heart to stone
Make his baby mama wanna drink Patrรณn
Hypnotic Hustlers riding chrome
Niggas breathing like a Donald Goines poem
For 9-1-1 when them buildings fell
For the misguided minds that's burning in hell
For the cats on the corner got hope for sale
But never hit the number and never could post bail
I remember you homie, hold your head
Do you, do you, do you, uh huh, do you, yeah, do you
Do you, do you, do you, uh huh, do you, yeah, do you
Let's ride, to all my players and all my playettes
I ain't forget about you baby
Yeah, don't forget where you come from
Don't forget about me, don't forget about me
Don't forget about me
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He forgot where he came from, Lord forgive him
Protect him from all them snakes he got with him
When bullets unleashed don't let none hit him
Rubbing shoulders with vultures that's out to get him
Flashback, USA, roller skate with 'em
Pull a fat boy, ha-ha-ha, stick 'em
So-called best friend tried to trick him
Dear God we forgive 'em but we don't forget 'em
Like my man 'Pac said, "I ain't mad at cha"
It's all love
Hands up, hands to the sky
Hands to the sky
To my man Rashawn, up north
Don't let 'em kill your spirit homie
We ain't forget you
My man Riley Marl
We ain't forget you homie
Hottest tracks on the planet
Yeah, Heavy D we love you
All the homies, Black Just, R.I.P
We love you homie
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