Lyrics:
For Those Tears I Died

up onto dry land. For those of you taking notes, this is a fine practical example of Newton's First Law of Motion, which clearly states that for every

like Christ so at the end, I'll see bright lights (Like Christ, bright lights) I save a prayer for the fallen soldiers Too many niggas died young, for

met her, accepted and lovin' my wife I thank you for those Sunday dinners, they were vital I thank you for my life, I thank you for the bible I thank you for

Death stopped by but I must have just missed him Am I in a southwest street gang? Do I bang, do I slang, do I let my motherfuckin' nuts hang? But do you care I

imma psssstst BOY! I wish I had no problem with smackin a friend with a gat be snappin a chin. But i got chicks that wanna get it in, for sure. I'm takin

how they feel nigga I still miss you (i still miss you), I represent it, For niggas like chamilias, alex, chard, keith, and those who aint livin, And anybody else that died

I ain't tryin to put those tears in mommas eyes, Gramma know I love her and my momma know I try, My grandaddy died 'fore I got to say goodbye, I knew

children down below who live on air and love? Wrapped in old headlines beneath this shop awning I shiver in silence and wait for the morning No one

mom broke it to me over dinner I thought of my Kermit Not wanting to believe this was it I can't remember if I cried When I heard the legend died But