As he ceased to breath and he peacefully died
Reach for the door, get your access denied
This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters
Watching my homie died try to get turf
It's about niggas and bitches, power and money
His name is david carradine, he died terribly
So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams
For every niggers who died protesting through the streets
To take all those wrongs and make them right
And that's how my story ends: my mom died
My best friend died while i vacated,
Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit
Gettin' highwhite boys done wrecked their shittryin to check my ride
Because too many cherished great god damn rappers died,
Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight
When we were through my heart just died
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