Dead prez - Fallen Soldierz lyrics

Rest in to my niggas who gone
Forever you gon live on through this song
You gon live on

Marqeese rest in peace my lil homie marqeese

When the weight of the
Worlds on your shoulder
You can't look back at all
See the world as a hole that's gettin colder
I watched you in your child hood gettin older
(take a look into your life)
This one goes out to all my fallen soldiers

Yo, my little homie marqeese he
Was a trusted soldier
Had the whole world on his shoulder
Took him under my wing
I watched him gettting older
Watched you disagree with the school system
Them fools don't listen
They thought you was I'll n
The truth is that you was brilliant
Ya mom, you must forgive her she loved you
I know this world can be ugly
She did the best she could
I put that on the hood
See he wanted organization
The streets was there to imbrace him
So we tied that blue bandana on his face
Then for life married to the block took a
Oath made her his wife
Then she stabbed him throught the
Heart with a knife ain't that a bitch?
See it's war fare on flatbush & clarkson
Eye on the scope heart of a
Lion see you niggas is marksmen
You shoulda missed a few niggas and
Hit up a few pigs
Politcal education underdigg
I really want to say this to
The face of them niggas ya'll don't know me
Why you had to kill my little fucking homie?
Marqeese

Rest in peace
Can't bring you back but drink this yak
And I'm thinkn bout back in the day
And I wonder how it woulda been if
My homie padre never woulda past away
When they put them bullets in ya
That night I remember when I got that call
I was sittin on the edge of my girl bed
And I could'ntbelieve they shot my dogg
I wish I coulda been by your
Side on the night you died
If I coulda been reincarnated as a
45 I woulda opened fire
But everything happen for a
Reason every thing got a time and a season
It all boil down to what you believe in
You only got a lil time to achieve it
So hope a nigga find some kind
Of peace where ya at
Cause only peace here is tha gat
And it only get worse when you poor and you
Black and the system is holding you back
If it ain't the young homie with a strap
It's the punk police that'll shoot
You in the back
Too many homies get deep in the game
Get caught up in a trap
And they never come back
But life is a winding road everybody
Got a time to go all a nigga could do is
Ride out and persevere grinding mode
But now you free so rest in peace
My nigga RIP and if there is a heaven
For a G say a prayer for me

Rest in to my niggas who gone
Forever you gon live on through this song
You gon live on

This for my homies who ain't here

Rest In Peace