Blood in, blood out, blood transfused
Man who haven't I ran to?
That thought'll hit me and remind me of survivor's guilt
Reminding me of the relationships that I had built
With others I consider brothers in a mix of colours
And my own blood sibling who came still from mother
Sometimes I think of him and all of his lost potential
Wishing that I could meet him; but was I ever meant to?
The litter's runt never made it to the starting line
Robbed of life by circumstance and it's hard for my
System to comprehend life ending before you know it
Hopefully he's up chilling with Yeshua bar Yosef
And in the sick instance when I self-loathe
I'll wish that I take his place to ease a bit of tension
But that extreme notion crumbles on itself bro
And I settle for meeting him upon my ascension
Haven't spoke in a few years
You far away but your memory is like so near
I keep the commune close, but my heart still broke
I was sitting by the river with the words that I wrote
I been thinking 'bout the future and I just might hope
You became distant but I miss my friend
It's GTA V in your basement again
And now I'm in the garden with the plants that I tend
I was eating Popeye's, we were watching Interstellar
High school memories, they last like forever
Forever ago
I miss the bus rides down in the snow
You kept me high when my spirits were low
We were bumping Common, he was telling us "Go"
Thankful for all the people in my life that I know
It goes on and on and on like my dude said
Past people move like different pages I read
But I don't miss them but I miss you, my brother
I don't miss them but I miss you, my brother
Speaking of dead, I don't speak of the dead unless it's needed
I don't mean to forget all the tears that I shed from Cody's deleting
It's a distinct feeling when the kid you rolled deep with falls to the streets
Too deep with the gangs, scheming to slang with no shoes on his feet
When the goons from the crew get caught on the move and Cody's the key
Get a Threat from the streets, they could step in with heat if he phone the police
And it's Death if he rat from the TEC or a MAC, there's nowhere else now
So he fashions the rope as his bastion of hope and takes himself out
13 years old and a bright little mind, that was lost forever
Family wrecked, devastated his friends, and that chord stays severed
And imagine the bubbling inna mi gut when I heard that news
'Cause we were divided in a rift at the time, post-elementary blues
Your spat can't mend and the gap extends, that guilt compounds
One lost friend and without an end that haunts me now
That haunts me now
I'm living past the guilt and establishing crews while paying dues
Remembering all my lost dudes
My lost yutes, far gone troops resting at God's shoes
It's for you, that DePaul moves with raw tunes
I'm living past the guilt and establishing crews while paying dues
Remembering all my lost dudes
My lost yutes, far gone troops resting at God's shoes
It's for you, that DePaul moves with raw tunes