Bizzy Bone - R.I.P. Screw lyrics

(talking) Yeah (yeah, yeah) uh Lil' Flip, Bizzy Bone (First Eazy, Houston Texas Then Pac, then Biggie And now it's Big Pun Now DJ Screw, Aaliyah) (Chorus: Bizzy Bone - 2x) And even though you gone, your memory lives on And on yeah, and even though you died You still my n***a, my n***a, my n***a [Lil' Flip] I met Screw in 9-4 at a Fat Pat show Back when Club Unique, use to be stadium bowl I walked up to his car with a ca**ette in my hand Then I freestyled for him cause this could be my only chance Me and my partner Jason, we started doing mix tapes We both smiled cause we knew this could be our big break Then Screw wrote his number down and said hit him next week Get your list together, and pick all your beats Well time went by and my best friend died Rest in peace Jason dog I wish your a** was alive A couple months later, my second cousin pa**ed So that made me sit down and realize what I had I dropped "Diamonds In Yo Face" and "Buy The Car, Buy The House" And Screw saw me at a show and said boy you went off Two hours later, I was making tapes at his house And didn't nobody go to sleep until the mics went off (Chorus - 2x) [Lil' Flip] I'm still on earth, and everything ter-rific Pour me a spot, so we can reunite and kick it People don't understand life, but one day you'll get it But for now you better enjoy your one way ticket And Screw, I wanna thank you for the help you gave me We had a relationship like Lil Wayne and Baby The day you gave me the plack saying Screwed Up Click The Freestyle King forever is Lit-tle Flip You let me rip, the mic while you was scratching and mixing I wasn't trying to run sh** I just played my position We stood in the kitchen smoking, laughing and sipping Getting high, me and you eating a basket of chicken Before we shot fool you said Flip come get a a** whipping I ain't gone lie, Screw could shoot with one hand without missing I'm on a mission, I'm trying to Screw up the world Lil' Flip gone hold it down baby that's my word (Chorus - 2x) [Lil' Flip] Now the last verse, I ain't even got to curse I'm use to seeing your Impala not you riding in a hearse You set a trend, that'll never be forgotten Just imagine Batman if he didn't have Robin But I learned a lot, and I'm glad I'm in a click And please believe, I still drop underground hits I got your name tatted on me with a crown on top You probably DJ'ing up there for Biggie Smalls and Pac (talking) (Chorus - 2x)