Dec 08, 2005 08:21
dogg i think about it every day, sitting back just to pass the time away, scared as hell because i'll never get to see you again, and the only way i can speak to you is through this bleeding ink pen// when it touches a pad, i get to express my feelings of how i'm sad, and depressed at times, i hope all my real emotions are coming through these rhymes// i look thru old photos and year books, listen to our old tapes.. with me rapping and you singing the hooks, hoping for revenge on those shady crooks// the one's that decided to play god and take yo life, thinking about murder but i know it ain't right, but god please explain to me why my dogg had to go?, why couldn't it have been me that fell victim in the snow// when i walked up to the caskit i bawled, tears rolling out my eyes and down my cheeks as they start to fall, one lands on your arm and another on your chest, the last thing i did before we laid you to rest..// i kissed you on your forehead and whispered in your ear "rest in peace", buried you with your favorite hat and your tommy hilfiger fleece// i got ink in my skin and on the pad, just to show you how much pain that i have, febuary 25th, 1999 is a day i'll never forget.... much love dogg and only 1 regret// i wish i was there on that cold new york night, i may not have been able to keep you in sight, but if nothing else... i would have given my own life// and that's the truth, tatts and songs just to show the proof... holla back homie.