Sir Jinx - Dead Homiez lyrics

[Verse 1] Up early in the morning, dressed in black Don't ask why? Cause I'm down in a suit and tie They k**ed a homie that I went to school with (Damn!) I tell ya life ain't sh** to fool with I still hear the screams from his mother While my n***a laid dead in the gutter (sh**!) And it's getting to my temple Why is that the only time black folks get to ride in a limo? It makes me so mad I want to get my sawed-off And have some bodies hauled off But no, I pay my respects and I'm through Hug my crew, (whaddup Cube?) and maybe shed a tear or two Then I wanna get blitzed Grab my 40 ounce and then I reminisce About a brother who had to be the one and only So I dedicate this to my dead homiez [Verse 2] Another homie got murdered on a shakedown {3 gun shots} And his mother is at the funeral, havin' a nervous breakdown Two shots hit him in the face when they blasted {2 gun shots} A framed picture and a closed casket A single file line about 50 cars long All driving slow with they lights on He got a lot of flowers and a big wreath What good is that when you're six feet deep? I look at that sh** and gotta think to myself And thank God for my health Cause nobody really ever know it When it's gonna be they family on the front row So I take everything slow, go with the flow And shut my motherf**in' mouth if I don't know(Word!) Cause that's what Pops told me But I wish he could have said it...to my dead homiez [Verse 3] I remember we painted our names on the wall for fun Now it's "Rest in Peace" after every one Except me, but I ain't the one to front Seems like I'm viewin' a body after every month Plus, I knew him when he was yea big Pour beer on the curb before I take a swig But somethin' ain't right When it's a tragedy, that's the only time that the family's tight Lovin' each other in a caring mood There's lots of people and lots of food They say "Be Strong" and you're tryin' But how strong can you be when you see your Pops cryin'? So that's why Ice Cube's dressed up Because the city is so f**in' messed up And everybody is so phony Take a little time...to think about your dead homiez