Verse One: Scarface
 June twenty eight was the date thirty eight
 till the chest plate mommy dear's cryin' at the wake
 And everybody's dressed up in black suits
 goin' to pay their last respects to the black troop
 Why'd he have to die
 Is the question that we're under
 But everyone knows that everyday's a different number
 So when your time comes  just remember G
 you'll always have a place in this world as a memory
 Especially my boys who passed away back in '92
 best believe that all the boys in the hoods got love for you
 Wherever we go, wherever we be, we be thinkin'
 of how we hung in the clubs smokin' and drinkin'
 Never missin' out on a hood fight
 'cause ever-ee-day back in the hood we had a good fight
 Everything is changed and people-r-lookin lonely
 it's gonna be strange spendin' New Year's Eve without your homie
 But ain't much that we can do
 except pour brew throughout the crew to make sure we all remember you
 And believe me it hurts
 to see the boy you broke bread with six feet in the dirt... dirt

 [There's far too many of you dying]
 [There's far too many of you dying]

 Verse Two: Bushwick Bill

 Another homie got smoked but it's no surprise
 everybody's trippin cause the boy was to young to die
 A sad sight to see my homie take his last breath
 everybody's trippin cause they can't accept my homeys death
 Another killin' was reported on the evenin' news
 somebody's brother got killed behind a pair a shoes
 In the midst of all this shit I think about my self
 wonderin' when somebody's gonna try to take me off the shelf
 But I refuse to be another violent casualty
 so when I'm rollin' I pack my pistol grip beside my knee
 Cause on the city streets today a brother jus' can't win
 when the people you think are your friends really ain't your friends Uh
 And Bushwick can't sleep
 when everybody aroun' me keeps fallin' six feet deep

 [There's far too many of you dying]
 [There's far too many of you dying]

 Verse Three: Scarface

 The pain that's deep inside of everybody grows
 as they approach to see the body before the casket close
 The person standin' nex' to me has snapped the flip
 once I seen the casket closed I knew that that was it
 The whole entire family spoke on his defence
 the choir sung the songs that make us reminisce
 And durin' all the singing I broke down myself
 when I looked and seen the family that my partner lef'
 And then the choir broke into its final song
 thinkin' to myself the worst is yet to come
 Everyone was headed for the final flight
 as we creeped along the gravel on the burial sight
 The director said his words and there was not a sound
 as they lower my little partner inside the ground
 Everybody dropped their flowers on the coffin top
 and then they work alone with the concrete block and that's deep

 [There's far too many of you dying]
 [There's far too many of you dying]

 Verse Four: Big Mike

 Alotta homies die
 Alotta mothers cry
 I watch tears fall down from their eyes
 Everybody wants to go to heaven but nobody wants to take the chance
 they chose the music so they had to dance
 Couldn't tell 'im nothin
 was a player, had ta have it
 got caught up in the game now ma boy's in the casket
 And everybody's lookin' for somebody else to blame
 ashamed to let his mother know that he was in a gang
 We used to kick it on the ave at night
 comin' up tryin' to have the finer things in life
 But now my boys gone, I wish he was at home
 I wish he wouldn't a never fell victim to the clone
 So when I drink a brew for you I pour some on the block son
 you might be gone but you damn sure ain't forgotten
 So on remember whenever or wherever
 dead or alive real partners come together, and you know that

 [There's far too many of you dying]
 [There's far too many of you dying