Ice Cube

Ice Cube - Dead Homiez songtekst

Je score:

Up early in the morning  dressed in black
 Don't ask why? 'Cause I'm down in a suit and tie
 They killed a homie that I went to school with(Damn!)
 I tell ya life ain't shit to fool with
 I still hear the screams of his mother
 While my nigga laid dead in the gutter(Shit!)
 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-in
 And have some bodies hauled in
 But no, I pay my respects and I'm through(whaddup Cube?)
 Hug my crew, and maybe shed a tear or two
 And I wanna get blitz
 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 Two:

 Another homie got murdered on a shakedown{three gun shots}
 And his mother is at the funeral, havin' a nervous breakdown
 Two shots hit him in the face when they blasted{two gun shots}
 A framed picture and a closed casket
 A single file line about 50 cars long
 All drivin' 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 shit and gotta think to myself
 And thank God for my health
 'Cause nobody really ever know
 When it's gonna be they family on the front row
 So I take everything slow, go with the flow
 And shut my motherfuckin' 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 Three:

 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 fuckin' messed up
 And everybody is so phony
 Take a little time...to think about your dead homiez
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Auteur: Ice Cube, O'Shea Jackson

Componist: ?

Publisher: Priority Records, Inc.

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1990

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: AmeriKKKa's Most Wanted (1990) , Kill at Will (1990)

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