The Screwed Up Click - A Moment of Silence lyrics

[H.A.W.K.] Po' out some liquor, for my n***a J.B You lost your brother, but you still got me Still got Ke', Manny, Shen and C-E-D And our other brother, A.M.D Can I please, have a moment of silence For all my n***as, that's been lost in violence And my n***as, from the Dead End Alliance From the homies to the hoes, to my old school clients A reminder, for my kin folk Chris I really hate, you had to experience this Sack will be missed, but also Sack will be pissed If you don't, take care of your sh** To my Grandma, Elouise To this day, the pain ain't eased For you I be, and baby girl please believe What you taught me, I'm teaching my seeds And I sho', miss my homeboy Skully I miss my buddy, my n***a use to keep that lovely I reminisce, about Duke in the lab And all the times, we use to smoke and laugh A few words, for my baby for Heather It's gon get better, your friendship will last forever Don't ever say never, cause one day you'll be together We gon make it, through the stormy weather Can I please, have a moment of truth To the parents, of the fallen troops And new recruits, and 21 gun salutes Y'all kids, are really the truth One love, for my partner Big James I love you mayn, I know that you love me the same Mama Bam, I'ma miss you ma'am My love, to the Louis Fam' (*Quan - 2x*) As day comes, and night falls For the rest of our lives, we'll miss y'all And even though life most go on, we still mourn While I'm wishing, y'all were home [Lil' Keke] I got a purpose community service, never nervous Jewelry and cars, it's all material and worthless I tightened up my game, cause them white folks looking And they wanna keep tabs, on the grams that I'm cooking I lost my old man, 'fore we talked like grown men He died of lung cancer, with them cigarettes and gin My T. Lady got shook up, they say it's all genetic The ratio of AIDS, keep rising so pathetic I'm hurting inside, I'm trying to still keep a smile Three time felon, because my young life was wild Six feet deep, that's where them soldiers lay We done po'd enough liquor, kneel down and pray When the devil on your back, and he won't let go Then you go to church Sunday, and you sit front row I got stabbed in the back, but I k** with kindness You breathe for a minute, take a moment of silence (*Quan*)