Listen!
If you listen to this its evident
you trying to figure out if I'm dude
Or maybe somebody told you
I'm that dude
Or maybe you one of the few
that disagree with me
And got your own
views about who's really that dude
Well,
The south movement got
ten months left
And come valentines day the game will
merge to the west
And I feel its absurd that the east is
the selling the less
Screaming new york new york the pioneers
is suppose to be the best
You blaming all the vets on the current
state of the game
They wont retire so the generation
just remain the same
A bunch of opportunist
that was giving opportunity
Too make a difference in music but gave
no opportunity
Nothing new or fresh just the same ass
sound
Same ol' producers
with the same ass sound
Up and coming artist's
got identity crisis
Cause whenever you you the
labels turn you away
But when you me you think of a way
To cast the criticism aside get on a track
say what the fuck you wanna say
The radios gonna play whatever
the listeners say it should
And I want the listeners say
they should indeed they should
Indeed I should smack a few niggas like Suge
But then they'll black mall me
And the that's a long story no
crossover so I wrote the crossover
But if the album sellout I'd be con
sidered a sellout
The fans keep asking
whens the album gonna come out
Ask your local execs I'm out
Look!
What up ray was speechless
I ain't no what too say
Got the call like at 8 am with Nate saying
You had passed away I'm like
why niggas stay playing
Your Myspace page playing
I started my day aching
It hit me like a tumor felt like
it was too soon to
Thought it was a rumor until it
wasn't a rumor
Cant believe that its over
But if god called you I ain't even mad
at him he must have needed a soldier
I was like your mentor you
was like my friend NAH
When I seen you I would treat
you like my kin and more
We use to scream fuck
these niggas like Tim dog
You was the only rap nigga I would fend for
Was fiening for beats stuck between
a dream and the streets
You just wanted to be seen as elite
Cuz you loved far rock like
I jersey so I feel ya
But love something too much guaranteed
it will kill ya for realer
Nah I mean,
I remember we was in the studio doing
doing you know what will happened
It was me you and core,
you told me to keep my verses 16
But you know I cant do that I went ahead and gave
them mad bars you was mad as fuck!
You went and tried to strech your shit
but I wasn't having it though nigga
Rian squad keep your head up
Remeber we would diss each other on tracks
laugh about it when we met up
I'm looking in your casket
praying a nigga get up
For a minute I couldn't help too think
that you was set up
No matter who you are you gotta
answer when the lord calling
I told you go and fuck with jimmy
thats before ballin'
Go get your cash right hard to slow
down living the fast life
I just heard you on flex show last night
Like was it old beef or was
you getting stuck up
A line outside your funeral ran
was really fucked up
And I was too but the difference is
I was mourned all at the ignorant
value of life that living gets
Pulled the burner on you but
you fought that dude
I read the paper it said
the pigs caught that dude
Its sad another black man taking
by a black hand
Wish your last night in the club we could
have saved your last dance
God damn!
I remember like,
I remember we was in Cancun
That was my first time out there
in Cancun
Me and you was rolling together
you talking about where the bitches at
Like nigga I dunno your pose' to
be the gorgeous gangsta
Don't ask me nothing I don't
speak no spanish
I love you nigga!
I know the kids really need you
I keep telling em' pac wanted
to sign biggie wanted to see you
Pun wanted to cypher L' wanted you to bring
some of that good kush up and get a little higher
Go and help jam master j get
the crowd a little hyper
Or maybe freaky tah switched
up and needed a rider
Maybe Aliyah single up
there and needs a rider
I know you and rick James
would set the studio on fire
You in a better place up
there at the pearly gates
You can be the gorgeous gangsta
and niggas wont hate
Some niggas tapped the bottle
poured out a little Hennesey
I'm in the clouds screaming
squad up in your memory
I remember you called me that day
I
think you was in far rock
You had some bitch in your car
and your car broke down
And you called me talking about
do I got triple a and shit
I'm like nah but atleast hat answer
your question
And you like what question ?
I'm like well I just heard a song
of yours
Talking about you wanted to know why
she wont stay with you
And she wanna go ride with a G'
I love you nigga!!!!!!!!!
Joe Budden 
