Sometimes
(专辑: Melvin Flynt - Da Hustler - 1999)
[Verse 1: Noreaga] Yo I
grew up like the
regular thug, I
think I
told you that My only means of gettin money was to sell the
crack I
shot a
nigga did a
bid nigga all of that So now I
kick back and get paid for raw rap Nigga 'Pone ain't home, not yet (not yet?) Yo it don't matter cuz we's all on the
same set Me and ??? kick it on the
here and there The
really head to tough but the
love is there My pops died on July 3rd, '98 So now a
nigga need mad herb Cuz my pops is here yo he loved his son Matter of fact my pops the
one that showed me a
gun And said "Popi, you gotta protect ya moms Even if that means that you gotta strap up arms" He used to make me hit the
punching bag My dad, he was a
boxer god And he really was glad yo the
boxing the
golden glove He just a
thug and I
love him yo So I'ma spread that love... [Chorus x2] Sometimes I
wanna cry and pray, sometimes Sometimes I
want Channel 8, sometimes Sometimes I
get drunk all god damn day Sometimes I
wanna go back around the
way Sometimes I
wanna ride and smoke, sometimes Sometimes I
got money and I
still feel broke [Verse 2: Musolini] I
cock and pop 3
in the
air for my niggas not here Locked it wit me, your legacy live on with me continuously Tremendously I
blow weed deep in my memory You still breathe, your face show through your seeds And who know it that you go so quick We all felt hopeless, through blunt smoke My pen spittin and I
show this I
swore an oath you would notice I
go to lengths with my rap strengths When I
think about my past friends K-Rock and D-zo Primo from the
same block as me since we was shorties The
pain and project glory I
get touched it all absorb me like a
weed head rush Keepin the
thorough for my passed he-ro, I
must All my peoples street and physical I
still see you featured in my heart sometimes it might wrinkle Much drinkin when I'm thinkin, its like I
feel a
hush over the
skies Touched by dead guys speakin... [Chorus x2] [Verse 3: Noreaga] Yo from Biggie Smalls to Killa B
too ??? and 2Pac, yo my twin and my pops Hit-Hard Todd and Smiley, T-Bone too And plus, my nigga Raheem, from ??? You know I
poured out beer for Fernando too And I
still smoke my bogeys in the
rest of the
crew Yo ain't nothin changed still play ball the
same I
like to cheat a
little bit just to run in my game But y'all niggas ain't here, can't believe this shit Thought you'd always be here, though we'd always be clique! But y'all niggas not here no more, it ain't fair no more Sometimes I
get stressed and kick the
door But I
maintain still holding in the
pain Why my pops had to go, why his kids the
same Mothafuckin mambo, yo I
love my dad I
know he probably didn't realize what he had [Chorus x4]