Текст (слова) песни: Shyheim - After All These Years

 
[Intro: Shyheim] 
	"And then.. and then.. and then.." 
I miss y`all 
	"And then.. and then.. and then.." 
I really loved y`all 
Always will, never forget y`all 
	"And then you`re gone.. After All These Years" 
 
[Shyheim] 
I woke up in the coffin, and started coughin` 
I pushed the pine box top right the fuck open 
Dirt surroundin` me, I dug `til my nails was bleedin` 
Six-feet up, I bust out the ground, now I`m breathin` (AHdH!) 
Standin` on two feet in the middle of the cemetary 
Where all my family and homeboys is buried 
I hopped the gate but first I paid my respects 
Ran up to a car mirror, bugged out when I reflect 
No holes in my head, no holes in my chest 
Is this "Life After Death"? 
I thought for a sec`, and I wondered 
Checked my pocket I found a blunt 
And a piece of paper with Tupac and Biggie`s number 
I called `em and Big L picked up the phone 
He said `Freaky Tah here` I said `Put my nigga on` 
We called Pun on 3 way, Mausberg was with Eazy 
I told `em niggaz, `Yo y`all live through me` 
`And I`ma keep hip hop and bop in your memory` 
One love y`all, rest in peace Aaliyah 
 
[Chorus: samples] 
"And then you`re gone.. After All These Years" 
"And then.. and then.. and then you`re gone.. After All These Years" 
"And then.. and then.. and then you`re gone.. After All These Years 
"I still need your love" 
"And then.." 
 
[Shyheim] 
I smoked a blunt and bumped my album 
It started to dwell, the rap game wont be the same without you L 
I`ma mourn you and stay thuggin` `til I join you 
Wanted to snatch you out the casket when I saw you 
Resting in peace-fully, just lying there in your blue Gucci wear 
Rockin` ya Cardiers, I`m like `Damn why they hit my man?` 
Ready to air somethin` out like a fuckin` fan 
My head I shook, signed my name in the book (uh-huh) 
I ain`t care who look (uh-huh), I dropped tears 
Jumped in the truck, threw on Sam Cook 
Every time I bounce a ball I`m walkin` through the park 
I can`t help it, I gotta think about Sandy Brock 
Every time I get jig, I`ma think of Pooh 
Everytime I think of Sax is when I argue 
I think of Grandma a lot, I think of Grandpa a lot 
I think of Twin a lot, aiyo I miss `em a lot, for real 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Shyheim] 
The world`ll keep movin` even when my heart stop 
My niggaz won`t let my spirit die on my block 
Spray-paintin` my name on the wall with RIP on top 
11/14 `til the day I drop 
But I`m not leavin` without my crazy ass ways 
Beautiful memories and cold rainy days 
I swear, I wish that bullet was a blank 
So before I thank my family and friends, I`d like to thank 
My mom first of all, you my true best friend 
Lord, I hope my Devil leads to her to help her pick up again 
And I`d like to thank my fam, no-one compares to y`all 
I`d like to thank my squad, I`d like to thank the Gods 
Ton of y`all I say hello to my boo 
I gotta thank 27, gotta thank the Wu 
So my time is tickin` and I`m gaspin` for breath 
Killah Kane "When You Come Home" you can keep the rest 
Goodbye 
 
[Chorus]
 

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