Bozo - Another Casualty
(Ooh ooh ohh, ahaa mmmhmmm) (yeah)I told moms its okay u could go with the Lord. She died the next day she couldn’t take it no more.
I didnt cry at her grave feelings I couldn’t afford, went from living well to sleeping in a stolen Accord.
She telling me she pregnant but she wanna abort. She scared Im gonna die before the baby turns four.
We don’t mourn in my family we keep moving along. They shot Smiley five times till he breath no more.
Lil Smiley went bad over chasing that dope, he got life at seventeen he just turned thirty-four.
Put in all that work but he can’t claim it no more. Now he on the yard with the rats and chomos.
(Lord!) Do u want us losing until we quit, we use to take pride in our struggle now it don’t mean shit!
SNY’s got deeper than the Gees in this bitch, Lil homies going live with the guns we kill with.
Homie dont be another casualty of the Ba-rrio!
Hell no! Fuck no!
You see me shine cause I be on my grind, Aint no time off!
Get dough! Fuck Hoes!
She use to be at the park, playing-chasing her kids, now she chasing down a bag smoking-in a glass dick.
Beautiful girl! Whats going on in ur world? He putting hands on you fucking all your homegirls.
You gotta love yourself, before u ask for more. Called home just to hear you weren’t here no more.
I couldn’t make it to ur funeral, I was locked behind a door. Daddy’s boy was doing pushups while he mourn.
Now u see me going hard with this lyrical gift. I dont wanna work for less than the hours I put in.
I don’t wan wait till our president sends off our kids, to fight wars for a country they dont want them in.
He built a facility to provide for his kin, now the homie’s hating on him cause he’s shinning sick.
Cause he dont need shit from no one or nobody, Dear Lord understand I dont fear nobody!
Homie dont be another casualty of the Ba-rrio!
Hell no! Fuck no!
You see me shine cause I be on my grind, Aint no time off!
Get dough! Fuck Hoes!
(Yeah), See we’re trying to get it in the purest form. We on this path where the sucka shit dont last. See I was born to be a king, and I dont mean jewelery or living in a castle. I mean by keeping my heart pure. (Yeah) R.I.P Pac, we still miss u dawg.
Written by:
ANGEL REYES
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