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Up early in the mornin', dressed in black Don't aks why 'cause I'm down in a suit and tie They killed a homie that I went to school with I tell ya life ain't shit to fool with I still hear the screams of his mother While my nigga laid dead in the gutter And it's gettin' to my temple Why is that the only time black folks get to ride in a limo? It makes me so mad I want to get my sawed in And have some bodies hauled in But no, I pay my respects and I'm through Hug my crew and maybe she'd a tear or two Then I wanna get blitz Grab my 40 ounce and then I reminisce About a brother who had to be the one and only So I dedicate this to my dead homiez Another homie got murdered on a shakedown And his mother is at the funeral, havin' a nervous breakdown Two shots hit him in the face when they blasted A framed picture and a closed casket A single file line about 50 cars long All drivin' slow with they lights on He got a lot of flowers and a big wreath What good is that when you're six feet deep? I look at that shit and gotta think to myself And thank God for my health 'Cause nobody really ever know When it's gonna be they family on the front row So I take everythin' slow, go with the flow And shut my motherfuckin' mouth if I don't know 'Cause that's what pops told me But I wish he could have said it to my dead homiez I remember we painted our names on the wall for fun Now it's rest in peace after every one Except me, but I ain't the one to front Seems like I'm viewin' a body every other month Plus, I knew him when he was yea big Pour beer on the curb before I take a swig But somethin' ain't right When it's a tragedy that's the only time that the family's tight Lovin' each other in a carin' mood There's lots of people and lots of food They say be strong and you're tryin' But how strong can you be when you see your pop's cryin' So that's why Ice Cube's dressed up Because the city is so fuckin' messed up And everybody's so phony Take a little time to think about your dead homiez