Name: Mourn You 'Til I Join You
Duration: 5 min 16 s
Description: Слушайте песню Mourn You 'Til I Join You - Naughty by Nature онлайн с альбома Hi-Five: Naughty By Nature в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 5:16. Год выхода - 2005

Hi-Five: Naughty By Nature

Naughty by Nature

O.P.P

Hip Hop Hooray - Instrumental

Feel Me Flow

Everything's Gonna Be Alright

Mourn You 'Til I Join You

Unknown

It's gon' be alright, you better believe that

Dear God, times are changing and the weather got hot

Over the past year, a lot of niggas went pop drop

So, I thank You for my life and all that I got

I wanna praise You and drop off a message to 'Pac (yo, 'Pac)

I was sittin' here lookin' at your picture, my nigga

Puttin' hash with the weed wit' a mixture of liquor

We can't kick it, you ain't wit' us is the shit I can't figure

Nigga, I miss ya, this thug gonna miss ya 'til I'm witcha

It was 90 on the P.E. tour when we mashed down

Both rodies, now homies out the hood on the scene

You did the Humpty with D.U, I did the walk wit' the queen

Was a dream, smokin' and drinkin' through our per diem

Stealin' backstage passes to hit hos and coleseums (hey, baby)

Found hoes to the flip-up, make them lift they shit up

Get it, the get up, lift the trix up, and switch up

Think of all the times that I rolled wit' mine

Male groupies got dissed and got the hell out of Dodge

They was blinded when the good shined through, they were on you

Just know I'm gon' mourn you 'til I join you

Even all the prayers can't bring you back to us

I'll mourn you 'til I join you, plus, I'll keep in touch

We were two lil' niggas both skinny and broke

Tours over we were out, yeah, and you called with the news

You was over in New York to film this movie called Juice

You remember when the cabby said daddy wouldn't pick up our race

You beat his ass then you spit in his face

I remember on the set from the trailer, feens stole your jewels

And big stretch punched him out his shoes

Back then I was taken stashes quick, who holdin'

That's when every piece of bud I was rolen was stolen

We would laugh at the jacks over six packs and yacks

Spit the emos over demos, thinkin' ladies and limos

You was a wild motherfucker who could never sit still (get yo' ass down, damn!)

Said you wouldn't rest until you saw a mill

Nigga, I felt you, we was back an forth borough to projects for forts

Damn, I wish they knew how much you loved New York, shit

And can't nobody diss my nigga, mother-fuck that, I miss my nigga

You ain't got to worry about how long I'ma mourn you

I hope you here me now, in God we trust (God we trust)

Even all the prayers can't bring you back to us (back to us)

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust (dust to dust)

I hope you here me now, in God we trust (hmm, yeah)

Even all the prayers can't bring you back to us (hmm)

I'm ya true motherfucker thug nation alert

Keep his name on the street 'til ya lay in the dirt

This shit hurts 'cause we went from poor to rich

You're supposed to see a lot more than this

They brought you up, locked you up when you did Above the Rim

They let you out, you called us up, we came as thugs again

Y'all was talkin' shit that y'all didn't know a damn thang 'bout

You was going through your stress while your enemies laughed

Ain't never take no shit and Tupac never took no ass

Fuck the press, fuck the world, life goes on when you die

Fuck the judge, fuck the court and every bitch that lied

A little time ticked by my ho and I got rocked

My lady waking me up yelling, "Treach, Pac got shot"

Soon as I get there, I find Afeni urgin' me

Saying, "Convince my baby, don't leave after surgery"

So I'm lookin' in her eyes while they walkin' me through

Thinking, Pac, hard-headed, what the hell I'ma do

So we kicked it as they stayed and I asked, "What you need?"

You say a pound for comin' nigga and a hit of some weed

So I asked you not to go over and over, God knows

You done smiled and said, "Nigga, help me get on my clothes"

So we got over that, you healed up got locked

I dropped case about lights, they had you caged when I stopped

Yeah, the chain remains, plus, you a part of my link

They fucked up by givin' you too much time to think

I remember your release, and we met up in L.A? (What's up, nigga?)

At the billiard gettin' blazed hand me down with the hay (back on the streets)

After that you blew up a made nigga platinum plus

Addicted to drama a soldier with a nation of thugs

Even yourself predicted that last night in Vegas

I heard gats were brandished, my nigga once again damaged

And a part of his heart right here in Venice

At the same time you was both loved and feared

M.O.B. and fuckin' thug of the year, I'ma mourn you 'til I join you

We'll mourn, 'til we're with you (yes, and we will mourn for you)

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