to my dead homies and my enemies dead homies

to my homie who dedicated his life to the game we miss u.... it seems just yesterday we was kickin it.... now you gone from the turf......u dont know how much my heart hurts to see my homies disapear from the face of the sphere..,.alot of the homies catching fades before the end of the year its s shame how they did you in my nigg......i just recived word what i heard shook up my nerves.... another senseless crime another mother cries ...another homicide one more 40 poured to the side......when do we draw the line......how nany more soldiers have to die before its too late....i see death is happening at a fast rate....every other day some ones getting rapped in plStic i dedicated this to my enemies my homies we need to find sometype of solution a resolution to come together as one theres to much blood shed too many of us dead all for what blocks streets sets colors we as the people its possible i know u tired of attending funerals which appear to be all so common rip is what i have to say hopefully i leave to see the day when the hood is safe for the children to come outside to play with having to ask questions about yellow tape and the whats the white chalk of a inprint of a body for i see the day i dont have to pack when i walk out the door hoping i dont become a satistic before i get to the corner store much love to all the ones who sacrafied there life on all sides i wish i could rewind time but i cant all i can do move foreward