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Date Posted: 15:17:55 04/02/02 Tue
Author: The Serpent
Subject: Dead Homiez

Dead Homiez

Up early in the morning - Dressed in black
Don't ask why
Cuz I'm down in a suit and tie
They killed a homie
That I went to school with
I tell ya, life ain't shit to fool with

I still hear the screams from his mother
While my buddy laid dead in the gutter
And it's gettin to my tempo
Why's that the only time
Black folks get to ride in a limo?

It makes me so mad
I want to get my sawed-off
And have some bodies hauled off

But no, I pay my respects,
And I'm through
Hug my crew,
And maybe shed a tear or two

Then I wanna get blitz
Grab my 40 ounce,
And then I reminisce
About a brother
Who had to be the one and only

So, I dedicate this to my dead homie

Another homie got murdered
On a shakedown
His mother's at the funeral,
Havin' a nervous breakdown
Two shots hit him in the face
From the blast

Framed picture

Closed casket

A single file line about fifty cars long
All drivin' slow with their lights on
He got a lot of flowers
And a big wreath
What good is that
When you're six feet deep?

I look at that shit
And gotta think to myself
-- Thank God for my health
No one really ever knows
When it's gonna be
Their family on the front row

So, I take everything slow--
Just go with the flow
Shut my motherfuckin mouth
If I don't know

Cuz that's what Pops told me
But I wish he could have said it...

To my dead homiez

I remember --
We painted our names on the wall for fun
Now it's "Rest in Peace" after every one
Except me,
But I ain't the one to front
Seems like I'm viewin' a body after every month
Plus, I knew him when we were big
Pourin a beer on the curb
Before I took a swig

But, somethin' ain't right
When it's a tragedy,
That's the only time that the family's tight

Lovin' each other - in a caring mood
There's lots of people, and lots of food
They say "Be Strong" and you're tryin'

But how strong can you be
When you see your Pops cryin'?

That's why I'm so fuckin' dressed up
Because the city is so fuckin' messed up
And everone is so phony

Take a little time...
To think about your dead homiez.

By: Ice Cube

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Replies:

Re: Dead Homiez -- sue, 16:04:28 04/02/02 Tue
powerful... -- shauna, 16:14:06 04/02/02 Tue
- Re: Yeah, very much so. -- The Serpent, 13:33:52 04/03/02 Wed