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brownside - stand by your grave lyrics

[intro/dialogue]
ha, simón
this is one’s s going out to my do or die
my big dog descansé en paz homie
i’ll never forget you ese
you know, forever real homie
remember all the good times we had ese
you were a foo ese
i’ll be there, we’ll kick it again me and you foo

[verse 1: toker]
standing at the sight of the homies grave
paying my respects just got out from upstate
dispenza homie, i wasn’t here at the time
when i call the pad ese it blew my mind
you knew i had nothing but love for you
i sit back and remember all the sh+t we used to do (good times)
foos we got with and b+tches we f+cked
from kicking back in the hood
to selling dope on the block
simón ese you were a down ass homie
i’ll see you one day, it’ll be you and me
then we’ll kick it me and you once again
as for now you can bet i’ll be looking for revenge
i know you would if it was me there instead
i won’t stop loco, till every puto is dead
i put it on the hood ese i ride for you
you know how we do it
do or die f+ck them foos
[hook: wicked]
to the side of your grave
is where i stand
a frajo in my right ear
and a pisto in my hand
d+mn homie
i can’t help but to think
of all the times we used to kick it
leaving here with a bullet
off top it’s time to get wicked
(2x)

[verse 2: toker]
i spoke to your jefita , she went to see me holmes
she wrote it all down, i couldn’t believe you were gone
it broke my heart, to see her cry like she did
i still have time to do, i couldn’t do sh+t
i kept in touch, when i got out i stopped by
it was different without you though
i won’t lie
i seen fl!cks of all of us, kicking back
some with me, you, dopey and my primo blacks
it brought back memories on how we used to kick it
everybody was here, you, feo, danger and cricket
the good times ese, they never seem to last
got me kicking back reminiscing of the past
d+mn homie, it’s f+cked up you had to go
we’ll meet again, we will ese simón i know
we’ll be cl!cking up again when i get there homie
you can show me around
and we’ll clown, you know me
[hook: wicked]
to the side of your grave
is where i stand
a frajo in my right ear
and a pisto in my hand
d+mn homie
i can’t help but to think
of all the times we used to kick it
leaving here with a bullet
off top it’s time to get wicked
(2x)

[verse 3: toker]
ese i know when you first came around
a little young ass foo, trying to show us you were down
trippin’, bangin’ hitting corners in the g ride
it was you, lazy and little sharp always high
blasting foos, always kept the spot hot
juras rushing the homies behind putos getting shot
time went by, you little foos grew up
stayed banging for the hood
and not giving a f+ck
made a name for yourselves
letting the hood be known
and all them punk ass foos
knew you held your own
some of us got busted
and some passed away
but homies like you
ese i’ll miss every day
you were there for me
when sh+t got rough at one time
i’ll never forget it
you got love on mines
here i am sitting at your grave sight
descanse en paz, my homie my ?
[hook: wicked]
to the side of your grave
is where i stand
a frajo in my right ear
and a pisto in my hand
d+mn homie
i can’t help but to think
of all the times we used to kick it
leaving here with a bullet
off top it’s time to get wicked
(2x)

[wicked]
dios me dijo que la vida cuesta
una tristeza lo que la vida nos demuestra
en la ciudad está de pandilleros me voy a quedar
rolando y fumando yesca, no más para aguantar

[toker]
that’s it, if you’re in the game ese
that’s how it ends
that’s how it goes

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