DJ Kay Slay, Lil’ Cease, Outlawz - Bury The Hatchet lyrics

Never got a chance to say
Goodbye to my comrade i would've took those
And died for my comrades
It's like the pain get deeper
The more the time pass
Push it to the future, can't rewind the past
A few years back, I would've ran into Cease
Bet we both would've blew down
We both would've squeezed
Headline reads, "Noble and Lil' Cease (What?)
Die from gunfire over the East and West Beef"
(Damn)
15 years later and it still ain't no peace
And our niggas still gone
This is more than just a song
Listen to my verse
It'll answer all your interviews
You niggas watched me grow from
A soldier to general (C'mon)
The rap game need this
(Uh) , East and West coast need to see this


Let our niggas rest in peace
(Let 'em rest in peace)
Put that bullshit behind us
Do this for 'Pac and Big Poppa
We're riders from Brooklyn to Compton
We honor you

First 'Pac died, then Big died
Then Nas told us Hip-Hop died
How we let this happen?
Generation after generation keep asking
How we survived to get past it
Had to keep on mashing
It's bigger than some peace treaty shit
Kay Slay said the rap game needs this
It's time we bury the hatchet
This is history, long live the legacy of
Hip-Hop's 2 greatest MC's
It's time to bury the hatchet

Uh, dear Mama, my karma
Cease-A-Le', the Outlawz, no drama
The wars we fought
Struggle that we garnish and honor
We pay respect to 'Pac and Poppa
I would've took a shot for Big any day
Believe it or not
I would've took one for Pac
And that's real shit
That's the shit that real niggas do
Niggas don't understand the pain
That I'm going through
And we ain't doing this for
No money or no profit
This is for Mrs shakur and Ms wallace
All my real G's on the
Corners in the projects
The real gangsta thug niggas and convicts
And niggas saying that they wish
Big and Pac was here
They lying, if they was here
They wouldn't have careers
This is history in the making, this is magic
It's time to move on, bury the hatchet

First 'Pac died, then Big died
Then Nas told us Hip-Hop died
How we let this happen?
Generation after generation keep asking
How we survived to get past it
Had to keep on mashing
It's bigger than some peace treaty shit
Kay Slay said the rap game needs this
It's time we bury the hatchet
This is history, long live the legacy of
Hip-Hop's 2 greatest MC's
It's time to bury the hatchet

Uh, yeah, pick up the pieces
Pick up where we left off
Easier said than done
Like trying to forget the Holocaust
Or slavery, the damage is a done deal
Blood shed, tears spilled, gunshots
Hear 'em still
What's beef? When you hit them
Niggas up and flee
West Coast, catch a flight back to the east
Time is money
Every minute is another million
Being wasted, destroying instead of building
And like Carlito
I'm just tryna hit that last score
Stuck in position
Wishing I could fast forward
'Cause it's dues to be paid, debts is owed
Old allies turn to new foes and vice versa
Slay commissioned it
Who else could deliver it?
Huh, a blind nigga could picture this
Prolly should've buried the hatchet
With the homies better late than never
That's what a OG told me

First 'Pac died, then Big died
Then Nas told us Hip-Hop died
How we let this happen?
Generation after generation keep asking
How we survived to get past it
Had to keep on mashing
It's bigger than some peace treaty shit
Kay Slay said the rap game needs this
It's time we bury the hatchet
This is history, long live the legacy of
Hip-Hop's 2 greatest MC's
It's time to bury the hatchet