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shabazz the disciple - preme lyrics

[chorus 2x: sample]
time, time…
all i need… all i need is…
[shabazz the disciple]
aiyo, preme, i know you in heaven, thugging with rah
i hope you had a peaceful journey back to allah
it’s been two weeks now, since i heard the shots firing
all i keep hearing in my head, is them sirens
still can’t believe that you got laid down
keep seeing visions in my head, of you bleeding on that
ground
it was the first of the month, the block was mourning
i’ll never forget, shots woke me up, ten in the morning
i’m looking out the window, not sure if it was you
when your moms ran to that ambulance, that’s when i
knew
and once they taped off the block and marked the sh-lls
i knew you was gone, man, i felt it, i can tell
i watched your blood on the ground, until it dried
sh-t reminded me of kool g. and rob, the pride inside
you was home three months, just did 11 and a half
it’s like you came home and died, man, it happened so
fast
i miss seeing you slap box with louie cyrus
aiyo, preme, man, you always live inside us
you put your sh-t down, n-gg-s knew that you was bout
it
you had a lot of love in the hood, your wake was
crowded
say you was hurt, man, we all gonna miss ya
i wrote this whole song talking to your picture
a mother loses her child, a trial gets blown
you never feel the pain of the loss, until it hits home

[chorus 2x]
[hook 2x w/ chorus: shabazz the disciple]
i pray that there’s a heaven for thugs who die
in the hood, it’s hard, to love the men of the yard
[shabazz the disciple]
you dedicated your whole life to the game, that was
your p-ssion
now everytime i walk on my block, your life be flashing
i seen alot of sh-t, real young, f-cking with ya’ll
i remember you got away when n-gg-s called pete rob
and all them ninth floor parties with ross, b-mpy and
moses
it f-cked us up, seeing you, covered with roses
you was loyal to the godfather climb, the don of
brooklyn
ya’ll ain’t the life, n-gg-s’ll write a script and book
on
block legends, go anywhere and make the city pop
remember when i saved your man life, on biggie block
everybody quick to judge a life and sh-t can do
but they don’t have a heaven or h-ll, to offer you
i think you should of fell back preme, and came up slow
it’s alot of sh-t about red hook, that you ain’t know
the game still ain’t changed, only the players
now the block be flooded with young gun sprayers
i don’t really know how it went down, or why it popped
off
the way i see it, somebody really wanted you knocked
off
it’s f-cked up, and all i can think of is your mother
the way it happened, i know it remind her of your
brother
a strong black woman, man, i don’t know how she do it
first steve-o, now you? i pray god can walk her through
it
a mother loses her child, a trial gets blown
you never feel the pain of the loss, until it hits home
[chorus 4x w/ hook 4x]

- shabazz the disciple lyrics

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