Lyrical Breakdown of I Miss My Homies - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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Ooh, ooh Ooh I want y'all to play this at the funerals in the hood (ooh, yeah) 'Til all this black on black crime stops Some say the blind lead the blind But in the ghetto, you never know when it's gonna be yo' turn (yo' turn) Sittin' in the ghetto, thinkin' 'bout All my homies passed away Candy painted Caddy on some triple gold That's how me and my boys rolled How could it be? Somebody took my boy from me (hey-ooh) My best friends gone And I'm so all alone And I really miss my homies Even though you're gone away I know you're in a better place And I hope to see you soon someday (ha-ha-ha) I used to hang with my boy, even slang with my boy I used to bang with my boy, (shh), man, I miss my boy We started out youngstas in the park throwin' birds In your hearse, damn, it's sad to see my homie in the dirt The game got me workin', got me perkin', never jerkin' Still blowin' dolja for ya, 'cause I know you up there workin' Ya little baby's cool and ya baby's mama straight But today's a sad day to see the t-shirt with ya face From the cradle to the grave, from the streets we used to fall In the park you liked to ball, put yo' name upon the wall In the projects, you's a legend on the street you was a star But it's sad to see my homeboy ridin' in that black car A lotta soldiers done died, a lotta mothers done cried You done, took yo' piece of the pie, but you was too young to retire Why soldiers ride for yo' name, leave it vain Some Gs never change, damn they killed you for some change Smile for my homie Kevin Miller, my boy Randall (yeah) The ghetto persons that lost they loved ones to these ghetto scandals Take a minute to smile for the dead (ugh!) Smile for the dead (RIP 2Pac, Makaveli) All my homies who done made it to the crossroads (Biggie, Smalls) How could it be? (Ooh) Somebody took my boy from me (It's like I can't believe you gone) my best friend's gone (Sometimes I feel like I can't go on) and I'm so all alone (Every time I see somethin' you done left) I really miss my homies (It just remind me, more and more of you, dawg) even though they gone away (my homies) (I just keep reminiscin', my homies) I know you in a better place ('cause I know you alright) (And I keep smilin') and I hope to see ya soon someday (knowin' I'm a see you in the crossroads) (yeah) We used to grip on the grain and flip them candy toys (toys) But I'd give up all that (all that foolishness) if I could get back my boy (my boy) Off in the club smokin' (green) 'til three, hollerin' at the (shh!) Spendin' Four thousand dollars on me, on gators and clothes When I turned to rap, he had to chase the game (ooh) Told me, "C, leave that street, 'cause rappin' is yo' thang" I ain't gone even lie, some nights I ride and cry (cry) Wonderin' why the real (homies) always the ones to die So, I just smoke my - (shh) and try to clear my mind (mind) I wish that I had the power to turn back the hands of time I wonder if there's a heaven up there for real Gs And all the players and hustlers out here chasin' green I keep my memories, try to keep my head strong But baby, it's hard to be strong, when yo' main homie gone Even though you gone away (even though you gone, you ain't never gon' be forgotten) I know you in a better place ('cause as long as I'm here, you gon' live through me and other TRU players) I really miss my homies Even though they gone away I know you in a better place (I know you do) And I hope to see you soon, someday I'm just sittin' here dazed thinkin' about all the times we had (the times we had) Thinkin' the past, some was good and some was bad (some was bad) Remember Dante? It was a group of us, just a group of five (of five) Now three dead, one in jail, it seem right now, I'm the only one alive (alive) To all my soldiers before me, may ya'll rest in peace (may ya'll rest in peace) When He took three, took my soul, just the bodies He at the crossroads guide us out to the rest of me Wishin' I could rewind time like demos Me and you gettin' girls, writin' down numbers like memos Makin' million dollar bets, makin' all our money stretch like limos Even though I smile, but it's sad, but they say gangstas can't cry But if I close my eyes and visualize me together Then I suddenly wanna smile (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah) To see you laid down when it's yo' time, when your time was up (brother) You never seen your child, but he's here to remind us (to remind us) Even though you was wrong, I never could belive that that was true You was with me forever, you could check my rest in peace tattoos (tattoos) See me and P and C forever gon' be ridin' and thuggin' Rest in peace to all the ones that didn't make it And rest in peace to my brother (to my brother), we gon' miss you (I love these fools) I know you in a better place (every time I get on my knees) And I hope to see ya soon someday (I pray for you) (I'm glad you in a better place, I hope I see ya soon (Ain't no more killin', ain't no more fights, and ain't no more tears) (I know, I know, yeah)