A tribute to those who have gone on to ethereal heights....
lyrics
V.1
Pour out a lil liquor in remembrance of the Souljah Pac, and the homie Big, cuz the way they lived, was high speed full throttle with the horses running, thug life to the core 100 miles and gunning, live fast die young is the street decree, post slavery syndrome it appears to be, I guess Willie Lynch was right when he said that we, will perpetuate our own downfall and be, enemies of ourselves lacking love for those, with the same black shell still on it goes, as a result we had to bury two of rap’s elite, the beefed trumped up between them was in fact to be, fueled by the media and the corporate devils who increase in evil as you ascend in levels, out of rap a messiah type is to be, the same ones killed them listening to me...
V.2
What it do Left Eye, what it is Aaliyah, I know you’re gone but in spirit we continue to see ya,- influence in the music of the youth today, especially in young women who dare to portray, themselves with an attitude of dignity and love for self as well as integrity, both of you set a mark in the game that can’t, ever be erased by time so we do give thanks, for your gifts that were shared all across the world, touching grown folks even young boys and girls, it’s a shame that the good often die so young, and never live a full life much less become, anything other than your favorite garbage rapper, or a slave on the field running hard for master, mere words can’t describe all the pain I feel, from the death of a loved one maimed or killed...
V.3
Blow some loud in the air for Pop Smoke and Pun, Nate Dogg, Pimp C the other half of Bun, Triple X, ODB and Jam Master Jay, Scott La Rock, Fred da Godson and MCA, Eazy E and Mack Miller just to name a few, if you don’t like the picture then you need to change the view, faces on a T-shirt is what we have for memories, revenge in the air squeezing gats at enemies, society can use a mental lift, the world is cold in need of mental shift, cuz too many black youth are dying by the gun, America is a harlot that’s eats her young, Rest In Peace Heavy D one of the founding fathers of hip hop now you’re with world’s founding father, so as a ritual I’m always pouring, libations on the ground for my fallen souljahs...
credits
from The Coronation,
track released June 9, 2020
Produced by 1st Official