My Big Cousin [Album]

Im reminiscing doing bong rips (pass the lighter), thinkin back to when u first taught me how to form a fist (tuck ya thumb in) Left Jab off the back foot, on contact , make sure it twist (turn it over), follow through with the straight right and punch thru his shit (punch thru that nigga) Thats what the great Sugar Ray taught u , undefeated in the street against any fool who fought u (300 and 0) Got me wishin u had called me before they caught u (why u aint call me), and somehow, maybe i could have saved u from that torture (i know them niggas) Or maybe u was tired of living, (like f*ck it) cause the one opponent u wasn’t whippin was that affliction (the only one) The fam moved u down south to try to clear ya system, guess u couldn’t beat 30 years of addiction, (its callin me) ___Acidic tears runnin down my face and air drying (damn), ___leavin white streaks like chemtrails from planes flying Havin nightmares of u shot (pow), in the closet crying, out for help while ya flesh melting in that fire frying Hook: i’m a miss u my nigga (i miss u cuzzo), I swear to god i’m a miss u my nigga, (we all gonna miss u) U taught me why a man gotta follow a code, i wish u taught me how to walk down this road…alone i’m a miss u my nigga (rest in paradise), I swear to god i wont forget u my nigga (we’ll never forget u) U taught me how to stand tall and never fold, i guess u taught me how to walk down this road…alone U was my big cousin (i looked up to u), every time i’d come visit, northeast u had stories of how ya team go get it ( Said ya plugs was next to Rayful, (who) but they was gone to prison, got too playful with ya nose and somehow lost ya vision (fell off track) Used to duff me in the chest, paranoid i won’t listen (i’m listening), but i paid close attention (close), while ya nose drippin (u need some tissue) Backyard boxing lessons, in between the woke wisdom, and coke sniffin (sniff sniff) we go to sleep, shit go missin (wheres the toaster) I mean house stereo systems to whole kitchens (the stove too), blew through the drugs and bounced before the plug could go kill him (lucky bastard) started smoking when ya mom died, i cant erase the picture, u crawlin in the coffin, fried, screamin, take me with her, (i’ll never forget it) Said u smoked an ounce a week (how), and thats light, called it jungle fever, cause u in love with that white (that italian shit) A journeyman, lost ya last match to a match strike (he gone), sometimes u just can’t get right, and that’s life Hook: i’m a miss u my nigga, I swear to god i’m a miss u my nigga, U taught me why a man gotta follow a code, i wish u taught me how to walk down this road…alone i’m a miss u my nigga, I swear to god i wont forget u my nigga U taught me how to stand tall and never fold, i guess u taught me how to walk down this road…alone