lost brotha
BigBoneTone60 Plays
•16 Dec 2018
the drug epidemic is at an all time I throw my hand up to the sky and ask why oh father god why oh why please let my homies death be a lie your motha called me yesterday saying you passed away started balling my eyes out I couldnt find the words to say a burst of emotions as the tears run down my face my boy done overdosed yesterday taking the devils canday so many emotions flowing outa me I truly dont know what to say. I throw my hand up to the sky and ask why oh father god why oh why please let my homies death be a lie now here comes the anger burning from inside I truly cant believe my brotha died pastor preaching saying he was to damn young pastor you ain't never lied he was my ride or die my black brotha from another motha I can truly say I cant remember a day we didnt know eachother always showed nothing but love to one anotha damn I throw my hand up to the sky and ask why oh father god why oh why please let my homies death be a lie it's been 10 years today since you passed away I still call your motha till this day shes doing good we both escaped the hood like you knew we would I hope your doing good I miss you everyday I hope that's understood dont do drugs yall the shits wack foreal everytime you does up your risking your life you gotta realize your hurting everyone around you so if you see your friends taking any of the devils products step in kick there ass if you need to dont watch your loved ones stop them please cuz I dont want you to ask why your homie died stand up america
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the drug epidemic is at an all time I throw my hand up to the sky and ask why oh father god why oh why please let my homies death be a lie your motha called me yesterday saying you passed away started balling my eyes out I couldnt find the words to say a burst of emotions as the tears run down my face my boy done overdosed yesterday taking the devils canday so many emotions flowing outa me I truly dont know what to say. I throw my hand up to the sky and ask why oh father god why oh why please let my homies death be a lie now here comes the anger burning from inside I truly cant believe my brotha died pastor preaching saying he was to damn young pastor you ain't never lied he was my ride or die my black brotha from another motha I can truly say I cant remember a day we didnt know eachother always showed nothing but love to one anotha damn I throw my hand up to the sky and ask why oh father god why oh why please let my homies death be a lie it's been 10 years today since you passed away I still call your motha till this day shes doing good we both escaped the hood like you knew we would I hope your doing good I miss you everyday I hope that's understood dont do drugs yall the shits wack foreal everytime you does up your risking your life you gotta realize your hurting everyone around you so if you see your friends taking any of the devils products step in kick there ass if you need to dont watch your loved ones stop them please cuz I dont want you to ask why your homie died stand up america
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