Текст (слова) песни: Ghetto Commission f C-Murder - Lost Thugs

[C-Murder talking]
All I can do is sympathize for the blind & pray for the weak
Bossalinie & the Ghetto Commission
Representin` every ghetto, inner city in the nation

Chorus [C-Murder]
Reminiscin` bout my lost thugs
(Some niggas die on the battlefield)
Reminiscin` bout my lost thugs
(Some soldiers die that`s hard to kill)
Reminiscin` bout my lost thugs
(Damn I thought this nigga would never die)
Reminiscin` bout my lost thugs
(Genocide we`re killin` up our own kind)

[C-Murder]
Some niggas wanna kill me
Some niggas they gonna hate me
They wanna see me fall why can`t these niggas congradulate me
I`m just a rider
Tryna maintain in a world full of hatred
An greed & betrayal
Watch yo enemies
Don`t be deceived
by these imitations of smiles turned to frowns in the end
Then it`s to late to retaliate on your foes
welcome to heavens doe`s
Kevin Miller tatted on my arm cause all I`m left wit is a picture
Still can`t believe they hit cha` nigga
An can`t wait til` I`m wit cha`
In the murda cap. I sympatize with every lost soul in the ghetto
Of over crowded cemetaries
Damn this world is hella scary
An I`m trippin` on how Lance died
An my tears still ain`t never dried
Makes me wanna commit suicide to get away from these tryin` times
So much pain got me sufferin`, contemplatin` evil thoughts
An conversatin` with the devil cause my soul done been bought
An I`m caught between murda one & distribution of drugs
Or death
But I`m reminiscin` bout my lost thugs with my last breath

Chorus

[G-Spade]
So much drama in my city so I`m countin` my blessin`s
I thank the lord for every hour, every minute, every second
Now I know I done alotta wrong & I know one day it would come back on me
But I shoulda known not to keep my lil` brotha so close to me
It was this nigga I jacked along time ago for a quarter ki
Shoulda been knocked his head off & the situation wouldn`t be
I let him slide
But he didn`t let my brotha slide when he drove by
I lost half of myself when younger brotha died
You know what my reaction was
Go spill that mothafucka blood
Caught him slippin` in front the club
Then proceeded to fill his ass wit slugs
This is for my fallen soldier
My fuckin` brotha
Reminiscin` over you cause I`m gonna always love ya

Chorus

[Vallerio]
I`m reminiscin` on my lost thug hopin` you restin` up above
An if you hear me, feel me from me to you dawg it ain`t nothin` but love
No explanation needed I know you didn`t want to be here no mo`
It was like you were puttin` a pistol to your own head
How you was on that dope
You was bored with life I could tell by the stupid things you would do
Make the spot hot by killin` a nigga just to see the shit on the news
You was Lucifer suduced when you let loose as if killin` wasn`t real
Pull the trigga then grin
Just so a nigga could see the shine on your grill
You was a could blooded killa but you was my ace
my dawg, my round
Ain`t a nigga that could take your place
Me & you have a bond that could never break
to my big brotha til` we meet in that restin` place
(I`m keepin` it real)

Chorus(2X)

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