truphe
05-25-2004, 12:25 PM
Da streets wasnt pepared 4 da day of his birth
Who knew 16 years lata da kid would c his hearst
Damm u couldntc it but in da air u could feel da hurt
We'll neva 4get dat souljaz worth
Damm dat day at skool was silent
Just anotha yung lyfe taken in violence
A big knife wound left u bleedin 2 death
Whyte tee stained red on ur chest
Tryn 2 hold baq tears, while cin imagez in da newspaper of ur moms cryin on my desk
You wont blieve diz thug was an honor kid and all
No matta wat u wouldnt let nobody make u fall
Held ur head did ur thyng n always stood tall
So promises i wont let no1 ever steer me wrong
Valleys fallen soulja
U told "im a always b here 4 ya"
i aint got no fear cause know i kno u c clearer
4rm above ull neva miss anotha beat of my lyfe again
My kid u my homie ill c u at da gates in da end
Who knew 16 years lata da kid would c his hearst
Damm u couldntc it but in da air u could feel da hurt
We'll neva 4get dat souljaz worth
Damm dat day at skool was silent
Just anotha yung lyfe taken in violence
A big knife wound left u bleedin 2 death
Whyte tee stained red on ur chest
Tryn 2 hold baq tears, while cin imagez in da newspaper of ur moms cryin on my desk
You wont blieve diz thug was an honor kid and all
No matta wat u wouldnt let nobody make u fall
Held ur head did ur thyng n always stood tall
So promises i wont let no1 ever steer me wrong
Valleys fallen soulja
U told "im a always b here 4 ya"
i aint got no fear cause know i kno u c clearer
4rm above ull neva miss anotha beat of my lyfe again
My kid u my homie ill c u at da gates in da end