LETTER TO FACT

Any weapon formed against us shall not prosper From the blood of the slain From the flesh of the mighty Let the promises we make never get broken And the weapons we carry never go unheeded Lay to death, after all the shit we've been through in life I never thought it'd come to this, all this pain in my life I'd throw up with you, even shed the same tears and blood with you Lord knows I would've shed them same fucking slugs with you Ride or die, nigga look at all this pain in my eyes Every night I'm on my knees asking the fucking Lord why After all this fucking pain from the violence Nigga, money and murder to set back You was still the same nigga, that you was when I met you How could a nigga forget you In my eyes a brother from another mother You was special when I was down bad Always had a real nigga back Revenge is prime as Lord knows I'd never turn my back on facts That's a fact after dealing with this pain As long as I'm still living they gon' remember your name Lord have mercy on his soul, that's my real nigga rest I love you nigga, you the realest, not a fucking dang legend In this life, all this shit we've been through was the illest Always had each other back, it was survival of the fittest Every word you ever spoke, shit was nothing but the truest In my eyes, I swear to God, you was nothing but the realest In my eyes nigga, I can only tell you how I feel In this cold world of thugging, every word you said was real In my eyes nigga, I can only tell you how I feel Lay to death nigga, Lord knows that it's all real In my eyes, we was grinding on the streets tryna get it On the deuce early morning, niggas really tryna get it Mad as f*ck, I went to jail, and you still wrote a nigga Sent pictures and never changed, it meant a lot my nigga Seven years locked in a chain, switched a chain gang to chain gang From the pen to the streets, you told me nigga never change Niggas I truly love most, life will never be the same We still at 8 Deuce, Virgin Street, Mafia Gang All my niggas gang gang, B.O.F. the regime Catch niggas who kill my niggas, I'm busting with twin beams It's a cold dirty world, so a nigga keep a stick Twin 9's I ride with, Wayne Gretzky in the brick I'm a dime thuggin' solo, roll the ice in the rolo Sticks under the polo, all these sucka niggas homos Thuggin' peace, told CJ and Burger, Paco we clapping 8 Deuce legends, niggas long lived, strong fact In this life, all this shit we been through was the illest Always had each other back, it was survival of the fittest Every word you ever spoke shit was nothing but the trillest In my eyes, I swear to God, you was nothing but the realest In my eyes nigga, I can only tell you how I feel In this cold world of thuggin', every word you said was real In my eyes nigga, I can only tell you how I feel In my eyes nigga, I can only tell you how I feel In my eyes nigga, I can only tell you how I feel