Crossroad
(专辑: E. 1999 Eternal - 1995)
[Hook:] And, Wally, even though you're (gone, gone, gone) You've still got love from (bone, bone, bone) My nigga, just rest your (soul, soul, soul) (and we'll see you at the
Crossroad) [x4] I'll never get over what some nigga told me: "Did you know your nigga Wally got pap pap and put in a
coffin?" No! Why my nigga took a
fall? Saw my nigga try to swing them dums, (in the
war) so we lost him But, damn, why did ya have to kill 'um? I
never did think it'd be one of my trues to get caught up in redrum I
sit and I
pray everyday: God, don't let me get smoked Oh no, a
nigga ain't scared to go, but I
still got a
lot to live for But so did my nigga, my nigga--he gone And all that he left are his memories But when I
die, you gon' see me One, two, three, Wally rest in peace Can a
nigga tell me why so many my niggas had to die, so much pain Even niggas in the
hood is no good, puttin one to your own homie's brain And a
nigga getting high, thinking back, in the
days when we did some fucked-up thangs Now, I
gotta ask God if that's the
reason my homie's gone away And I
gotta give hate to you gangstas out there faking the
funk Acting like you got a
problem, but you're just too goddamned drunk Put down your forties, pick up your fists, and handle that shit like men Cause too many punks out there pumping, thinking your gat is your friend [Hook] Come and take a
good look deep into these thuggish-ruggish eyes, see the
thugstas cry And I'm asking the
good Lord "Why?" and sigh, he told me we live to die Not another on the
team with a
dream that can deal with the
struggles, like you Wally I
love you to death, but I
wish I
could have seen through your troubles And it's hard to say good-bye to another...Bone I'm feeling all in the
dumps, and all of a
sudden, I'm so alone Stay strong and hold on to a
lifetime of memories You're living off in my prayers Gotta let the
Man upstairs know that somebody cares Just wait, and I'll be there When I
heard the
word at Kerm's, Shorty said, "Oh, my Lord," Laying on the
curb on a
hundred and twenty-third, bled, dead to the
world How bad? And what about Looney, now? Damn, she gon' act a
fool Outa the
blue, seemed to, she knew what happened to Wally, she lost her cool Remember my thug, when I
got mo' love. Sipping on 8-ball Used to tell him to pass the
weed I
wish I
could tell him to smoke it all not my dogg The
mission is deep, peep, so listen up while ya sleep: To get where you're headed you must make a
heaven of hell And then nigga, you'll smooth creep [Hook]